Holding Ian

We got to hold Ian tonight for the first time since Saturday. It was amazing. He's such a cute little boy. Silvi also held him (while sitting in my lap) and didn't want to let him go. Gave him lots of kisses and kept saying, "It's OK, Ian. It's OK."

And it is OK. He's processing oxygen much better, and has a healthy appetite. We got his lab test results tonight and it confirmed that he does indeed have Down Syndrome. And so we welcome the Ian we never expected, but who has already captured our hearts in these last few days.

I'll post more pictures in the coming days. Thank you all for the thoughts, words and prayers. I can't wait for you to meet our new son.

Our beautiful son Ian

Our beautiful little boy, Ian, joined Annie, Silvi and I this past Labor Day Weekend. He was born on Saturday afternoon at 12:45pm, weighing a healthy 7 lbs. 10 oz. Annie did most of her labor at home Friday night until the contractions told her, "Hey, get to the hospital!" She was only too happy to comply. Mom and Dad Eckblad picked Silvi up from our apartment at 7am and took her for a McDonalds breakfast while Annie and I drove through endless construction zones and bumpy roads to the hospital. Halfway there, Annie told me to, "Stop the car, NOW!" I pulled over and she got out to walk off the pain from the contraction. I followed her down the sidewalk, the open car door skimming the pavement. A few minutes later and we were back on our way over the graded road. They admitted us immediately, but because the contractions were still 10 minutes apart, didn't react with much urgency. That is, until they discovered how dialated Annie was. They were pretty amazed that she was only hours from giving birth with contractions spread so far apart. They rushed us up to the birthing room and started Annie on her legal Crack injection, the epidural. A few minutes later and Mommy Annie was drifting into anesthesia heaven.

The doctors and nurses were truly angels, and I'm not saying that lightly or in a weird way. There was so much peace surrounding Ian's birth, so much "Presence." From our caregivers, from our extended family waiting to hear from us, from God. Peace. Annie did not experience any pain, and there were no complications this time like there were with Silvi. Ian came into the world with a cute cry, fists pumping the air, little toes wiggling. Annie held him. I rocked him in a nearby rocking chair. The nurses took his weight and measured him. They all marveled at his blond hair.

Then one of the doctors gently told us the she thought that Ian had Down Syndrome.

The shape of his eyes and ears. The "simian" crease on both his palms. His little gorgeous flat nose. The space between his big toe and the rest of his other tiny wiggling toes. His large tongue. The bulge on the back of his neck. I hadn't noticed any of those things. I saw only my son, Ian.

Then they told us that he wasn't breathing correctly and took him from us.

That was Saturday around 1:30pm. We got to hold Ian for less than an hour before he was placed in an oxygen "tent." He requires a constant stream of oxygen in order to breath. His blood is too thick, they tell us. They thinned his blood. They performed an echocardiogram to make sure his heart is not deformed, an all-to-common struggle for Down Syndrome children. His heart is strong. They checked his lungs. They are clear and appear healthy.

They tell us to give him time. A nurse and a doctor with Down Syndrome children search for us to comfort and help us. Everyone is very encouraging and understanding. All of Annie's family and relatives drop in to greet little Ian into the world, to be with Annie and Silvi and me. Silvi is captivated by Ian. She likes his blue pacifier. "Ian has an owie," she tells everyone she meets.

We're not sure when Ian can come to his new home. Hopefully in a week or so. This is uncharted territory for our family, and it is scary. But my beautiful son Ian has a gift for the world. And I am excited to see what it might be.

Introducing Ian Thomas E.

Pink Freud

1 down, 1000's to go

I went down to Lake Calhoun a couple of days ago and got my first shot for the philosophy series. A five-second shot of kids playing in the water. I love the look of the footage. It approximates the look of film and the colors are vibrant. I'm 1/100,000,000 of the way there!

Moretti's best (thus far)

I've received and watched Il Caimano, Moretti's latest. Not his best work, but entertaining and thought-provoking. My favorite Nanni Moretti films, in this order:

1. Caro Diario - A classic. Shot in three "chapters," this film is probably my all-time favorite film. There are so many quiet - and funny - moments as Moretti playfully cruises around Rome on his Vespa, looks for a tranquil spot to write his script, and deals with the frustration of illness.
   
2. Palombella Rossa - Hard to find but well worth it. Moretti is a middle-aged water polo player who has lost his memory. A metaphor for the radical political change in Italy, it's about adapting to an ever-changing world.
3. Aprile - Moretti stars as a film director who doesn't want to grow up, and he's having a son. Filmed over 4 years, it captures many small moments that make up a well-lived life.
4. The Son's Room - A heartbreaking drama about dealing with the loss of a child. Moretti's most serious role, and one of his best. I would put this higher in my rankings, but it's a difficult film to watch, whereas his previous films can be watched multiple times.
5. Il Caimano - A drama that examines the rise of the past Italian Prime Minister, Silvio Berlusconi. But it's more than that. It's also a drama about a family falling apart. There were tender parts, and some funny ones, but I'll have to watch it again to see what I missed. It helps to read up on the last few years of politics in Italy to get some of the references.

I currently have La Seconda Volta on order, a film produced by Moretti's film company and starring him as well.

Realist

I'm trying not to be too hard on myself. I'm trying to be a realist. Realistically, it's probably going to take me a few months until I can finish writing all these philosophy scripts. Really. That means that I probably won't be able to shoot until the spring. That really bites.

ob·fus·cate

ob·fus·cate (ŏb'fə-skāt', ŏb-fŭs'kāt')
tr.v., -cat·ed, -cat·ing, -cates.

1. To make so confused or opaque as to be difficult to perceive or understand.
2. To render indistinct or dim; darken: The fog obfuscated the shore.

Great efforts are made to obfuscate the truth.

Philosophy Film Database

I found a great resource that lets you search for films that explore various philosophical issues. You can browse by topic or theme or philosophical field.

Check it out here, then go rent a movie.

Nanni Moretti on making films

"The hardest time for me is writing, the most tiring is when I shoot. When I finally get there, I feel free."
Nanni Moretti

Summer sunset

The 35W Bridge

Annie, Silvi and I went down to see what remains of the 35W bridge last night. The authorities have blocked off a large area around the bridge, so we weren't able to get close to it. We used the bridge each week to visit my parents; on our return trip in the evenings, crossing the bridge presented a panoramic view of downtown Minneapolis and the river. Here are some of the pictures I took last night.
(Click on the pictures to enlarge them.)

The Cayman

I am very excited as I've finally found a copy of Nanni Moretti's latest film, Il Caimano, with English subtitles. (The last copy, at that.) It's taken nearly a year, but I guess they've finally found US distribution. No doubt it was a hard sell being that there's not much of a draw for Italian political stories here.

I can't wait.

Bike ride

I rode my bike around Lake Harriet last night. It was just an incredible night when everyone was out enjoying the final month of summer. I haven't figured out how yet, but I want to include a scene in my video series based on a moped ride around the lakes at dusk.

Still going...

I've been staying away from the battle between the Emergents and Traditionalists lately. I made the mistake of clicking through some of their sites for the first time in a few months. Like the Duracell bunny, they're still going....

The first poster is put out by the anti-emergents and the second poster is the emergent's response.

Between

I just finished two HUGE projects at work, so this week will be a good respite. My sister and her daughter, Emily, come to visit on Friday; it'll be good to see them again. It has been a bad couple of years for my sister since Hannah died. I hope that she'll be able to rest out here.

I've been struggling with the outlines for my scripts this weekend, but feel like I've made some progress. I'm planning to divide the series into two parts so that I can sell the first part and hope that it will allow me enough finances to fund the second part. Going slowwwww....

Silvi spent the night over at my parent's this weekend so Annie and I went to see the latest Die Hard film, which was very enjoyable. The perfect film to help me forget all about ontology and dualism.

To spank, or not...

I just got back from taking Annie for a second ultrasound; doctors were a little concerned by Ian's weight, but as it turns out, everything is normal. As I was driving, I was listening to a radio talk show about spanking vs. not spanking. Annie and I choose not to spank or swat or flick, etc. I'm not going to try to convince anyone to do as we do, but here are a few of my reasons.

Personality - Each personality test that I take renders the same result: Intuitive, sensing, feeling, thinking, etc. Even though Silvi is only a little over two, there is no question that she possesses many of these personality traits. There's simply no reason to spank someone with this predisposition. Silvi is so aware of her surroundings and actions that if I am completely "present" (this is key) with her in a heated power struggle, she senses it and we can usually resolve the issue without too much grief.

Patience - Don't misunderstand me. There have been times when I wanted to swat Silvi on the butt for continued and wanton disobedience. Often it's just because I'm impatient and want her to stop doing whatever it is she is doing. I'm tired or grumpy, etc. If I take a minute to remove myself from the room and screaming, I calm down and can regroup. She's only a toddler, after all.

Presence - It's hard to be truly present. Especially for a daydreamer like me. But when I do completely participate with Silvi in her frustration and struggles, she seems to sense this and it helps to diffuse the situation.

Persistence - How many times do you have to say not to cross the street without looking both ways? If Silvi does run out into the street, will a spanking help her not to do it again? I don't know since I don't intend to ever spank her. I just can't reconcile how physical pain (spanking) will teach Silvi better than loss of freedom or privileges. I'll keep teaching her until it becomes part of her.

I don't believe that my desire not to spank Silvi or Ian stems from any weakness on my part, rather from an attempt to fully engage my kids as they learn about responsibility and boundaries. Kids who are spanked seem to struggle with just as many issues as Silvi does; they hit and are possessive and act up. I'm not trying to change anyone's mind. Some kids need to be spanked. I just hope that those that choose to spank do it for the right reasons. And I hope that my choice not to spank serves Silvi, Ian and those around them well.

Know your audience

As I begin writing these scripts, I'm reminded of the old writing rule to know your audience. That could have helped the advertising department at Gerber.

When Gerber started selling baby food in Africa, they used the same packaging as in the US, with the smiling baby on the label. Later they learned that in Africa, companies routinely put pictures on the labels of what's inside, since many people can't read.

And a few others: Scandinavian vacuum manufacturer Electrolux used the following in an American campaign: "Nothing Sucks like an Electrolux."

Coors put its slogan, "Turn It Loose," into Spanish, where it was read as "Suffer From Diarrhea."

Pepsi's "Come Alive With the Pepsi Generation" translated into "Pepsi Brings Your Ancestors Back From the Grave" in Chinese.

Colgate introduced a toothpaste in France called Cue, the name of a notorious porno magazine.

Frank Perdue's chicken slogan, "It takes a strong man to make a tender chicken," was translated into Spanish as "it takes an aroused man to make a chicken affectionate."

The Dairy Association's huge success with the campaign "Got Milk?" prompted them to expand advertising to Mexico. It was soon brought to their attention the Spanish translation read "Are You Lactating?"

The Coca-Cola name in China was first read as "Kekoukela", meaning "Bite the Wax Tadpole" or "Female Horse Stuffed with Wax", depending on the dialect. Coke then researched 40,000 characters to find a phonetic equivalent "kokoukole", translating into "Happiness in the Mouth."

Say what you mean

When I became serious about starting my own company, I sat down and wrote out some of the principles by which I hope to operate. One of those principles is that I want to say what I do and do what I say. Not very profound, but by it I meant that I want no secrets from the people I build relationships with.

All too often companies purposefully hide little details to deceive the customer, hoping to close the sale while the customer is on the phone or in person. "That price is for the European model." "Those accessories cost more."

If someone that I am dealing with misunderstands something that I have said, either in person or on my website, I plan to err on the side of the customer.

I recently bought my computer from the Apple store because in doing so I received a free scanner/copier/printer. "Free." Mail-in rebate. I don't know how many of you have experienced the "mail-in rebate" fiasco, but I wonder if it was worth it considering how frustrating and time-consuming a process it was. It is not a straight forward "mail-in rebate." Upon receiving the HP all-in-one product, I searched through the paperwork included in the box without finding any mention of the rebate. I went to the HP website and typed in the product ID on the rebate page only to have the dreaded "There are no entries matching your search." message appear. Another 30-minutes of searching through the enormous HP website garnered no new information. I considered calling the Apple store but it was late and closed.

I went to the Apple website and after yet another 20 minutes, finally found a rebate matching the one offered to me. I filled out the lengthy forms, having to go pull the Apple computer box out of the closet to get the UPC codes off the side. Finally, I was done. So I thought. The mail-in rebate form then told me to print the form and mail it in, and to scan in the proof-of-purchase to keep for my records while cutting off the original from the side of the box. Print and scan. Ok, I can do that. But I can't. I need to go buy an A-to-B USB cable in order to set up the printer.

A trip to Target and I'm back in business. I install the printer (another half-an-hour job), scan in the proof-of-purchase, print the rebate form, cut the original proof-of-purchase from the box, locate the receipts for the printer and the computer, make copies of them, get an envelope, address it, find a stamp and finally, three hours later, my rebate is ready to mail-in.

These companies know that many people will give up. The mail-in rebate is designed to discourage people. At this very moment, somewhere within a large corporate glass building, there sits a person trying to figure out how to make the mail-in rebate process more difficult.

It's a good lesson on how not treat a customer. I hope I remember it.

The end of First Friday Films

The co-founder of First Friday Films, John, has moved back to the east coast to pursue work with The Discovery Channel and to get his non-profit organization - Media Serve International - up and running. He asked me if I wanted to continue showing documentary films at Bethlehem Baptist, but after thinking it over, I've decided not to any more. Besides having to work on my philosophy series, I'm just not cut out for the "culture" of the Church. I enjoy talking about films and diverse issues, but perhaps there is another venue.

I still want to have a Nanni Moretti marathon film showing: Palombella Rossa, Aprile, Caro Diario and The Son's Room, in that order.

Radio Shack

I should have bought stock in Radio Shack before starting Narrow Ridge.

Paperwork - Part II

I've filed all the forms needed to form an LLC (Limited Liability Company) in Minnesota and my brother is writing my grant proposals and business plan. My check finally cleared so I should be getting my camera in the next few days if all goes well. I'm setting up my edit suite in our apartment in the corner of our bedroom. Not glamorous but it'll do for now. The website is up and running and I've started outlining the scripts. I love Google Documents because I can write anywhere and I feel safer storing my info on their drives than on my own (although I am backing things up onto a flash drive).

I've been researching universities and their philosophy department's curriculum, trying to find the greatest common denominators in order to have the widest potential market. Lots of leg-work. Many different opinions. Some professors emphasize experience while other focus on logic and analysis. I'm trying to cover a broad spectrum of teaching styles. Hope it's broad enough to sell well but specific enough to fit into the curriculum.

Computer Desk

Think putting a computer desk together is exciting? Try doing it with a toddler and a cat helping you.

Paperwork

[UPDATED: I'm not going to take the office. I would have to share the space with another company that would require me to store my computer and gear in a closet every time I left. I'll keep looking.]

I won a bid for the Canon camera I mentioned earlier. Scary spending that kind of cash on eBay with someone I've never met or talked to. Also, my bank had locked my account because they thought someone was fraudulently buying a bunch of electronic gear.

I'm in the process of filing for LLC status, getting state and federal ID numbers, a merchant license, etc. And a business plan and proposal.

I still have to make time to write a 10-part video series. But am very excited about it in spite of all the hurdles. I hope to sign for my new office in a few hours. It's all taking shape.

New Office?

I find out tomorrow at noon if Narrow Ridge Productions will have a home. I'm hoping to rent a small office right down the street over a bakery. I'll post some pics this weekend if I get the space.

Phew!

I feel like Tom Hanks in Cast Away as he sat on his patched together raft in the stormy seas. Over the weekend I narrowed down my fourteen-part philosophy series to a ten-part series. It'll save on time and some of the material can be condensed. I also learned that there are a lot of sharks out there when you're buying electronic equipment. Never, ever buy from New York City if you can help it. The price quoted on their website is NOT the actual price.

Dealer: "Ok, sir, I see you bought the PAL camera for use in Europe."

Me: "Uh, no, I live in MN."

Dealer: "Oh, you want that camera. That one costs $700 more. Yes, sir, it does say that on our website. It's on our products page... Not that page... The one at the bottom... Keep clicking... It's on page 18 of our terms... Now, did you want a battery and a power cord?"

I had this actual conversation twice, both dealers located in New York. Cancelled (at least I hope) both orders. I also tried to buy a cheap laptop from Craigslist, but it was too dicey. The guy wouldn't tell me where to meet him until a few minutes before we were supposed to meet and then he hung up on me.

Scammers... I hate them.