Mojofiti and the User Experience
When it comes to spending precious time on the internet these days, users will judge the value of your company based on the service provided. Google has made billions on delivering relevant answers to specific questions and creating an environment where the user can access knowledge anywhere, anytime.
But what if the most relevant information to the user’s question is in another language? Let’s think about this for a minute. What if, you could query a search engine like Google, and receive relevant information from the entire internet in your native language. What if?
Mojofiti understands that the last real barrier on the globe is language. Who hasn’t traveled to foreign country only to experience anxiety over finding accommodations, ordering dinner, or meeting someone. It is frustrating to say the least!

Let’s get back to the internet for a second. Delivering relevant answers using ALL the information on the internet is the way of the future. Doing so with consistency, predictability, and accuracy is the challenge that companies face today in only their native language. The possibility of obtaining relevant information throughout multiple languages is the key to the explosion of cross cultural innovation.
Mojofiti is in the process of breaking down language barriers and providing an environment that inspires the user to publish rich content in their native language that can be consumed across the globe. In that process, Mojofiti will also provide a tool for billions of people to communicate, congregate, socialize, and understand cultures anywhere on the globe.
Talk about user experience!
Once countries and people around the world hold hands and communicate freely, new possibilities and opportunities will abound. If we look at China and the millions of people joining social networks on a daily basis, what if, we could harness the knowledge and power of those individuals on the other side of the world to fix user problems? What if it was as easy to talk to someone in Peru without a translator as it is to talk to your neighbor?

The time is now, the time is here. Companies like Mojofiti that push the envelope, discover new ways to join people from all over the globe, and establish a standard in user experience on the internet and hand held devices, will drive innovation across cultures never seen before.
Take time to experience Mojofiti for yourself at http://www.Mojofiti.com
Just in case you speak spanish: here it is, thanks to Mojofiti
Cuando se trata de gastar un tiempo precioso en el Internet en estos días, los usuarios juzgar el valor de su empresa sobre la base de la prestación del servicio. Google ha hecho miles de millones en la entrega de las respuestas pertinentes a las preguntas específicas y crear un entorno donde el usuario puede acceder al conocimiento en cualquier lugar, en cualquier momento.
Pero ¿y si la información más relevante a la pregunta del usuario está en otro idioma? Pensemos en esto por un minuto. ¿Qué pasa si, usted puede consultar un motor de búsqueda como Google, y recibir información pertinente de la totalidad de Internet en su idioma nativo. ¿Qué pasa si?
Mojofiti entiende que la última barrera real en el mundo es el lenguaje. ¿Quién no ha viajado a un país extranjero sólo para experimentar la ansiedad por encontrar alojamiento, ordene la cena, o conocer a alguien. Es frustrante, por decir lo menos,!
Volvamos a la Internet por un segundo. La entrega de las respuestas correspondientes con toda la información en Internet es el camino del futuro. Hacerlo con la coherencia, previsibilidad, y la exactitud es el reto que enfrentan las compañías hoy en día en su lengua nativa. La posibilidad de obtener la información pertinente en varios idiomas es la clave para la explosión de la innovación cultural cruzada.
Mojofiti está en el proceso de romper las barreras del idioma y ofrece un ambiente que inspira el usuario para publicar contenido rico en su idioma nativo que se puede consumir en todo el mundo. En ese proceso, Mojofiti también proporcionará una herramienta para miles de millones de personas para comunicarse, congregan, socializar, y comprender las culturas en cualquier parte del mundo.
Hable acerca de la experiencia del usuario!
Una vez que los países y las personas de todo el mundo tienen las manos y comunicar libremente, nuevas posibilidades y oportunidades abundarán. Si miramos a China y los millones de personas que entran en las redes sociales sobre una base diaria, ¿Qué pasa si, podemos aprovechar el conocimiento y el poder de los individuos en el otro lado del mundo para fijar los problemas del usuario? ¿Y si era tan fácil hablar con alguien en el Perú sin un traductor, ya que es hablar con su vecino?
El momento es ahora, el tiempo está aquí. Empresas como Mojofiti que empujar el sobre, descubrir nuevas formas de unirse a gente de todo el mundo, y establecer un estándar en la experiencia del usuario en Internet y dispositivos de mano, para impulsar la innovación a través de culturas nunca antes visto.
Tómese el tiempo para experimentar por sí mismo en Mojofiti http://www.Mojofiti.com
The new web search…..imagine it in every language in the world!
The third annual chili cookoff
It was that time of year again for the annual chili cookoff at Andorra ct. I would have to say this was a great time, with great food, music, company, and friends. Dancing, ping-pong, darts, poker, and lots and lots of chili.
I think it is really important coming together as a community and enjoying a fun night with friends. Everyone is busy living life and working hard, so why not spend some time enjoying each other’s company and dancing the night away. Thanks to everyone that helped out! From fire-wood, drinks, chili, set-up, you name it, friends helped and I appreciate that soooo much.
So here are a couple of pictures, you know a picture says a thousand words!




Rockin at the 9th b-day party
What a bash and great time with Ally on her 9th birthday. She had 15 kids running around making slime, eating cake, and decorating pumpkins. Not to mention the music pumping all afternoon and the dancing. We had an appearance from Dorthy and Toto, a Ninga warrior, proncess, butterfly, young rocker, and sumo wrestler.
It was a great party and special time for Ally as she celebrated #9. Thanks for everyone who came and all the special gifts she received.
Response to a reader….
I woke up today and read this e-mail regarding a quote by Ali on one of my e-mails from my company. The individual wrote….
“I would of joined your program but when I saw that you had an Ali statement on there it made me sick,seriously how can you put Ali on your site he is the most disgusting person I have ever seen in my life,how can you take this man who WOULD NOT FIGHT for his country when he was called to do so,and then America turns around and gives him everything in the world,I knew people who would not fight and they went to jail,he is the BIGGEST COWARD on earth for not fighting in the war when others did,and yet people call him the greatest,how PATHETIC.”
My Response
“I commend your passionate statement, and as someone who served our country for 12 years as a Major of Marines an F/A-18 Hornet pilot, I can understand the resentment.
However, to hastily make decisions based on a couple of words shows me a great deal of lack of judgment on your part. When it comes down to any situation, unless you lived that persons life, experienced what they went through, who they were influenced by, molded by, and taught by, then passing judgment on their life decisions is unjustified.
Furthermore passing judgment on this company through a quote taken from someone who showed great courage and inspired many around the globe, shows negatively towards your attitude and the possibility to succeed.
You see, in order to be successful, you need to make lemonade out of lemons. You need to understand how to use other people’s problems and life stories as building blocks for your success, not as excuses why you can’t do something.
Say no to the boob tube!
It really sucks in life when you get toasted by the other guy, and especially when the other guy is your kid. I take it as learning experience although kids these days are light years ahead of the curve. I wasn’t half as cool as these kids in socal, with their skateboards, surfboards, and good looking girl friends. Looking at a girl made me wilt when I was in high school, although I never got many chances seeing I went to an all boys school. That isn’t funny either, but it prepared me and focused me on the future; at least that ‘s the bs spread by the teachers and faculty. 
I guess looking back it was a cool experience. Back in the day, life was just strolling along and much less hectic then today’s world. We had 5 channels on tv, count them…5. My dad let us watch 3 of them and the rest of the time it was outside with yard work, riding bikes, or playing sports. Nowadays, we have 1000 channels full of a bunch of crap that tell the kids they need more crap. It is really out of control. Consumerism is a vicious animal and undermines the reason we are here on earth, or at least that’s my opinion.
We are here for one reason. To give. That’s it! Ask anyone how it feels to help another person out through a kind gesture or action. It totally rocks! However, I somehow find myself looking for something that I don’t need and really don’t want. I think the commercials during Survivor have subliminal messages! I go a month without tv and life is amazing. Turn the damn boobtube on, dad’s favorite words, and the next thing I whipping my credit card out to buy something.
So here’s my advice, if you want to listen to a guy that grew up in PA, turn the damn tv off and experience life! Set the example for your kids and take them to the park or play outside. Those experiences create memories, not watching shows.
Another thought from my head…
Helping mankind!
It isn’t a reach to give up something in order to let others live. Would you give up a birthday to help a community drink clean water and be able to live a healthy life. We can challenge ourselves to make a difference today, help those less fortunate only if by taking the lead from this guy..
Please help today…give up your birthday, run, exercise, hike, join a group to help the children of tomorrow, today!
Surpassing Your Limits!
I think everyone is born with the right stuff. Everyone is a genius when they are born and have the ability to learn amazing things and become proficient at whatever they choose. I guess it would be easy to say that some people have advantages over others when it comes to your genes, but I believe our minds can overcome any obstacle that stands in our way.

California Speedway NASCAR
In some respects I like to live life on the edge. That is easy to say after being a fighter pilot, father or three, and just a plain nut at times, well most of the time if you talk to my neighbors. The thing is I just love to live life, have fun, enjoy good company, but most of all challenge myself mentally and physically.
Many times this year I have started a routine of working out, eating, being ‘good’ only to find myself slipping back into bad habits. Why does this happen? I think it comes down to self control. Those who demonstrate self control will achieve better outcomes than people who don’t, easy as that! Easy my a$$. I am a self starter and exteremly motivated to accomplish great things, so why is it so hard to get up and exercise before starting the day?
If you study successful people they do one thing very well. They learn deliberate practice. What I mean by deliberate practice is to not just practice at working out, eating right, and doing the right thing, make it a perfect practice at those things, or at least strive for that. You can go on to an elite level only with deliberate practice, period. It requires attention and focus as well as frequent feedback against a known standard that you can set for yourself. Set a goal, and then build a plan to surpass your goal. When things aren’t going well, look back at your standards and analyze why.
If we test ourselves frequently against a known standard, then it becomes a routine and new levels are reached and you can surpass your self imposed limits. So here is what I am doing the next 30 days! I challenged myself to get up at the crack of dawn, deliver the workout of my life to get the blood pumping and internal fire burning for the day. Think I can do it? I will make it a point to write a status report on the 30 day challenge page in this blog..
Go ahead and challenge yourself for the next 30 days. I would love to hear what you are going to do to surpass your limits!
Life’s curve balls, a story of faith and universal power.
I think it is safe to say that I have a good deal of ability. I don’t say this with my chest pushed out and in a cocky manner, but with
confidence after what I have learned, achieved, and persevered through. Success doesn’t come easy and there are plenty of times I look back I say, “I could have done this or that better.” The reality is that at that very moment in time, I did my best and let the chips fall where the may.
I don’t live in the past, but I do recall past successes and try to take those positive experiences and push farther and harder to realize new horizons. After entering the US Naval Academy and becoming a Marine Corps fighter pilot, the challenges of everyday life seemed pretty darn simple. Then life threw a curve ball and I found myself at the mercy of a greater power as my new born son lay in critical condition after a emergency c-section at 30 weeks.
I tell this story as it happened through my eyes. The date was Sept 7th, 2001, and I just left my wife, 18 month daughter, 7 month daughter and pregnant wife on the ramp at Miramar CA. My squadron was leaving on deployment for the second time in three years and it was my time to serve my country abroad and bring peace to the world.
Ask any service member and they will tell you how tough it is saying goodbye to your family and watching the tears roll down their cheeks. Those emotions are trumped by the return and seeing your loved ones for the first time in 6-7 months, the hugs are the best int he world, bar none!
So we took off headed West and off to Japan. Through Hawaii and landed in Wake Island for a quick overnight stay on Sept 10th. Then the world changed as Sept. 11th came and went. The emotions of being away from the country, not being with your family, and setting off in a direction to tell the world that the US was prepared for anything and everything were very tough to deal with.
The country was in shock, I was in shock, but had no way to comfort my family back at home. It was a true testament to the strength of my wife and the fortitude of her will, what a total kick ass gal!
Fast forward 4 months and it is Dec 24th in Guam on alert. Waiting for my present was a tough thing to do because it determined the future! For the first time, we decided to find out the sex of our third child. After two health girls, I had my fingers crossed for a boy and like a special message sent from the heavens, my wife called me with the news that we were expecting a baby boy in May of 2002. to tell you I was on cloud nine would have been an understatement.
Sidebar: I will comment one day on some amazing stories about Guam, Siapan, Iwo Jima, and Japan, but for now back to having a boy in 2002.
The months rolled on and I was getting excited to come home in March, hug my girls and be there for the birth of my son. Watching a birth is the greatest experience I have ever witnessed in my life. Absolutely %$#ing awesome!
Feb 27th, 2002 – sitting in my apartment in Iwakuni Japan, making a little breakfast before work, in ran a great friend and fellow pilot DB. The first words out of his mouth were a tad alarming and perplexing. He said, “your wife just had a miscarriage, but the baby is ok.” I said, “What, are you joking, how is my wife and son?” we got the story straight and fortunately both were ok, but the true story was yet to be told.
I can’t say I was really thrilled because I felt initially sad that I missed the birth of my son. It was a strange emotion, but I felt that experience was stolen from me somehow. After six months away from the family, with the expectation of coming home and celebrating our son’s birth, all gone with one message. Then I woke up…
My son was born still, and resuscitated after birth, life flighted to Balboa Naval hospital and put on life support. When he took off on his flight, I was preparing for my journey home through the Red Cross. Four buses, three trains, and three plane later, I arrived in San Diego and rushed to the hospital to meet my family and son! I was so excited after receiving the message that everything was great and both my wife and son were coming along and out of danger.
So here is a decision for you. Would you go see your son first or you wife and girls? That was a hard decision but I chose to visit my son and see how he was doing before the emotional reunion with my girls. I remember walking up the stairs and into the NICU to find his bed surrounded by numerous nurses and doctors. In fact, I wasn’t allowed to see him and was rushed to another room and briefed by the head RN that my son had a serious heart condition and might not make it through the night! To say the news was devastating would be and incredible understatement.
Family time. I rushed to the room to see my wife and two daughters, and god were they a site for sore eyes. My youngest picked up the phone, looked at me and starting talking because that is the only way she remembered how to communicate with me for the last 6 months. It was precious to see her eyes when when she finally realized that daddy was home and she could just look and talk face to face.
Emotions were running pretty high at that point and the celebration of the reunion was short lived as the doctor entered the room to give us the news about our son. The news was tough to hear. He had been born with congenital heart disease, enlarged kidney, lung issues, and a double thumb on one hand. The real issue was the heart and what we needed to do for his recovery.
I don’t know what it was that day, but for some reason one doctor made a split decision that saved my boys life. the planets were aligned I guess, and my son had more to offer the world. At 2 lbs and 6 ounces, he was as big as my fist I couldn’t fathom how they could fix anything that small. Fortunately we had some positive vibes in our lives as my son made it through his first surgery and arrived back in the NICU with a small smile on his face.
Life really stood still then, as my wife and I split time at the hospital, home, work, and driving to and fro. You don’t have time to be in shock, you just cope and get through the day to fight the next one. I remember one Saturday night I was sitting with my son and he started to go downhill for no apparent reason. After his first surgery to put a band on his pulmonary vein and fix a coarctation of the aorta, he had been doing well and growing slowly. But this night was different from the others, something wasn’t right.
After seeing his SAT levels drop in the low 40s, I immediately asked the on call doctor to look at my son and make a decision as to the next steps. The low oxygen levels were dangerous for brain development and it was extremely scary seeing my boy the color of the blue sky. the decision was made and off to Children’s hospital we went.
My son underwent another surgery to repair the pulmonary band, which had slipped. This time it was a complete success and we were back in the NICU working on getting healthy. Far from out of the woods, my son started to become a little guy and grew enough to come home on May 7th, 2002. It was a relief to have him at home and be with us outside of the NICU and all the bells and whistles.
Let’s just say he was not used to sleeping in a bed all by himself as the nurses, wonderful as they were, took a liking to my son and spent many a night holding him as he slept. At this point he was on about 6 medications that had to be given every three to four hours. That alone was a chore as the med chart was like reading a large manual as to when and what kind of meds he needed. Not to mention the fact that we had a 2 year old and 14 month old running around. Let’s just say life was a tad hectic.
The goal, grow my son to at least 10 pounds for his open heart surgery. He needed a conduit to repair his heart as well as a ventricle repair to make his heart a four chamber normal heart. The decision we had to make was to go with a cadaver or bovine conduit for the surgery. The real difference was that our son would have 2 less surgeries throughout his life to put in a new conduit every 15 or so years depending if we went with the bovine conduit.
At this point in time, people all over the world were praying for Ty and his health. In fact we even received word that groups in England and the Asia had Ty in their thoughts and prayers. How powerful they were to be.
The day finally came to have the by-pass surgery. It was tough letting the doctors take your son with the possibility that he would not survive, but little did we know that a higher power was at work. Eight hours later, after three or four movies, the doctor called and gave us the news. Ty had made it through with flying colors and magically his anatomy had changed such that he did not require a conduit AT ALL. That meant he didn’t need to have another surgery for the rest of his life!
We were absolutely astonished by the news and could not believe what we just heard, but shed many a tear for the amazing news and work by the doctors. Our son was going to make it, and make it with flying colors!
So life threw a challenge my way, and I reacted as best I could. I needed to be the rock for my family and provide the emotional support for my daughters and wife, but at the same time deal with the emotions of how precious life really is. There is a higher power in the universe, some call it God, others Ala, and I am reminded everyday I get to go throw a baseball with my son.
Live everyday like it is your last and appreciate that you have the ability to experience life. Whether it is good or bad, life is what you make of it. When it gives your lemons, make lemonade!
So here we are, seven incredible years later!

My son
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