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Mark, Defined

June 1, 2009

Who is Mark Hensler?

This post was started in November of 2006.  I never published it, because I never felt that it was complete.

I still do not believe it is complete.  But, I’ve come to the conclusion that this question may have an eternally evolving answer.  And so, I will publish what I have now and make amendments when necessary (and I remember… and I have time…).


Mark’s iPhone

October 26, 2007

Let me rip the band aid off: I bought an iPhone.

Now, let me tell you about my painful experience… (more…)

Can’t touch this

August 21, 2007

It’s been too long since I’ve posted anything. But hear me out; I do have a lame excuse.

Wednesday evening, I went to church to check on the network. There was some difficulty printing. I found that the server needed reset and that the Xerox Phaser needs service. And I thought to myself, “Hmm… I wish I had a better place to work on the server.”

Thursday evening, Jesse, Kris and I began preparing a route for a cable run. We had decided to move the server from Henry’s office upstairs to a rack Jesse and I had installed downstairs behind the stage.

Friday evening, I finished preparing the route and pulled the network drop. I haven’t yet checked the length, but it was long. After the network was up and working, I began to cut holes in a wall for some other equipment. Unfortunately, I got carried away and sliced my finger. (more…)

Why do we fall?

July 21, 2007

I watched Batman & Robin tonight. You know how it is… it was on TV and I wasn’t doing anything else. I don’t think I’ve seen it before. Fun, but I much prefer the new Batman Begins movie! And BTW, the details on the sequel are out! It’s called The Dark Knight.

But anywho, that’s not why I’m blogging. Recently, I took a crash course in railroad crossing (blogged here). I’ve had a few emails and phone calls and whatnot. So, I thought I’d give you all an update. (more…)

Railroad Crossing: A Crash Course

July 10, 2007

I decided to go for a bike ride after work today. So, I decided to bike to Seaport Village and back. No biggy. I’ve done it a few times before.

I set out shortly after 4:30, and biked down Paradise Valley Rd, across 8th St and all the way up Harbor Dr. I took a quick detour down 5th St to Horton Plaza, then hooked around to Seaport Village. Back down Harbor Drive, and right around mile 16, I had to cross another set of railroad tracks.

When crossing railroad tracks, it’s important to remember one thing: cross perpendicular. If your familiar with my route, you’ll understand when I say that this should have become habit. I have to cross several tracks going each way on this route, and this was the last set of tracks to cross on the way back. Unfortunately, I was paying more attention to the car breaking in front of me than watching the angle I crossed the tracks.

My front tire hit the rail and took a sharp right turn. My tire sunk into the groove that parallels the rail and my bike began to fall to the left. I couldn’t throw my foot out, as I was biking with shoes that lock into the pedals. So, I found my left arm flying out instead. My palm hit the floor, then my butt. I remember thinking, “Oh, no! My new iPod!” Then my elbow hit the ground and, immediately, I felt a pain in my shoulder.

I don’t know how fast I was going on my bike, but I came to an abrupt stop once I hit the floor. Of course, now that I’m sprawled out on the asphalt, my feet snapped out of the pedals. I rolled onto my back and looked over my shoulder for oncoming traffic. No rush. Time for damage assessment.

“Can we move?”
“Well, yes — we rolled onto our back, dummy.”
“Ok, can we get out of the street?”
“I don’t know, let’s try.”

I climbed onto my feet and grabbed for my iPod with my left hand. Ouch! It felt like someone stabbed my shoulder, but I did find my iPod still clipped to my belt — I knew all would be well. I then grabbed my bike with my right hand and walked it to the side of the street.

“Can we go on?”

I walked around and tried moving my shoulder around a little. It hurt quite a bit, but didn’t seem as bad as the time I dislocated my right shoulder. I decided to press on and see how far I could ride. I got back on the bike and made my way down to Sweetwater Rd. Two miles later, I knew I couldn’t make it home. I had biked most of the way with my left arm in my lap. I stopped and called for a pickup.

18.583 miles
1 hour, 20 minutes
1 jacked up left shoulder

When I got home, I took a prescription strength Naproxen and put ice on my shoulder for an hour.   My shoulder’s cool now (pun!), but I’m a little worried about what it’ll fee like in the morning.

Experience Required

June 22, 2007

November 29, 2004, I wrote a blog post titled, “Escape into Life“. The last sentence resonates with me still, “I want an escape from my routine, and I want to explore life.” And I thought I’d write a bit more about it. (more…)

Hats Off

October 1, 2006

During the last two weeks I worked in the shipyard, I was struck in the head two times. (more…)

Kneed to Know

April 24, 2006

We were at Grandma’s house, for one reason or another. I don’t remember why, a birthday party, family get together, holiday or maybe just a hot summer weekend. It doesn’t really matter; the important part is that we were swimming. We were swimming, and we were having fun.