Archive for August, 2008

River

Tuesday, August 19th, 2008


Here’s a river. Picture taken . . . umm . . . somewhere in California. It was certainly a beautiful place, wherever it was. Part of my Camping series.

How nice to hear from Loyal Reader Number Sixteen yesterday. It was the Great Art that did the trick, as usual.

Bought a truck today. It’s a 2001 Ford Ranger (link note: this isn’t the actual truck, but it looks just like this one). It’s an extended cab XLT with all the normal power stuff (windows, locks, mirrors, etc.). It has the 3.0 liter engine with automatic transmission. Not much power – 150 ponies – but it’ll be okay. It’s in great – though not perfect – shape and was an absolute steal. I’m planning to pick it up tomorrow. It will stay in Sunnyvale and be my station car. It can come home when a pickup is needed, of course.

The Taurus is going to Loyal Reader Number Three, if he wants it and will come get it. He’ll decide within a few days, I expect. Otherwise, it will probably go as a gift to our non-Loyal-Reader friends here in Lardville. If they want it. Otherwise, we’ll sell it or something. Loyal Reader Number One might be slightly sad to see his first car go, but he has indicated he expects the trauma to be slight. I remember being delighted to get my first car (link warning – very hard to hear commercial audio) and even more delighted to see it go.

Today’s controversy: Who could have seen this coming? My answer: Me. And you. And just about every other living being, including plants. But not the press. By the way, didn’t somebody already ‘fess up on his deathbed to making up the whole Sasquatch thing? Of course, Yetis are a completely different story. They’re totally true.

See you tomorrow.

Shooting

Monday, August 18th, 2008


Here’s Loyal Reader Number Eighteen helping to put down a rebellion. Good work, LRN18! We have high hopes for the Union.

I have no memory of the weekend, so it will be a little hard to report. Except that the high priests group social was an unqualified success. Which I guess makes me an unqualified host.

Also, I vaguely recall staying up way too late every night. One of those nights, I was getting my Sudoku-solving program running. It’s just a command line thing, but it solves at least one puzzle. Remaining work: make the puzzle input file name a command line argument, test it against a bunch more puzzles, and clean it up for publication on Gardenville. And publish it, of course.

Sunday was As Usual. Loyal Reader Number Two did a musical number with a non-Loyal-Reader friend. She played the flute, he played the piano. Her performance was very nice. His was flawless. Great job, LRN2! Also, choir has started back up. The group was small but fun, and we started a nice song we’re going to perform in September.

Plans for spinfo.info are coming along well. Rather than going to the trouble of actually making any products, I’m planning to make tons of money simply by generating a lot of Internet buzz. The idea is to make my site extremely valuable simply because of all the traffic it gets. Then I sell the site. To that end, I’m planning to make a bunch of spinfo t-shirts. The first one will go to Loyal Reader Number Three as part of my sponsorship package of his archery efforts. He’s gotten on the ASU Archery Team, and apparently he can get sponsorships. So I’m sending him five bucks and a t-shirt. Fortunately, he works cheap. The juggernaut rolls on!

LRN3 is our immediate family’s first Student Athlete at the collegiate level (link note: There’s absolutely no proof that LRN3 is that tall “X” guy in the middle. None whatsoever.).

Today’s Morrowlife controversy: Should the mayor of this Australian town have chosen his words a little more carefully? My opinion: Oh, yeah.

Time for bed. See you tomorrow.

Ford’s boathouse

Friday, August 15th, 2008


Here’s Henry Ford’s boathouse. It doesn’t look much like a boathouse, what with the lack of water, but it’s a boathouse. See if you can spot where they filled the watery spot in.

No post yesterday. I had an appointment in the evening, got home late, and didn’t have much to say.

Still don’t have much to say. Not my favorite week.

So I’ll leave you with this. Are these people nuts? Or just crazy.

See you on Monday.

Another picker

Wednesday, August 13th, 2008


Here’s Loyal Reader Number One having at that cherry tree. It appears he didn’t get the full “in the tree” experience like Loyal Reader Number Two did. Too bad for him.

Nothing to report today. I got up, commuted, worked, commuted, ate dinner, and here I am.

I’ve been watching the seventh season of Home Improvement. Loyal Reader Number Six loaned me his entire collection, consisting of seasons one through eight – the entire show. I’ve never seen any of the shows before, and I’ve generally enjoyed them. Until season number seven. I think they’ve run out of scripts. They’re obviously trying to be “edgy,” but it turns out to just be “stupid.” And of course they’re tackling The Issues. Very disappointing. Shut up and sing, guys. I’m expecting Tim to waterski-jump over a giant shark (link warning: video and sound of Fonzie actually jumping over a shark) any minute now. Sheesh.

Anyway. I’ve moved on to much better things iPod-wise: I’m now in the middle of Attack of the Giant Leeches. Now that’s good entertainment. I’d love to see the MST3K version.

Wait a minute – I think I found a copy. I’ll let you know later.

Time for peppermint ice cream. See you tomorrow.

Cherry picker

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008


Here’s Loyal Reader Number Two picking some cherries. Looks like fun, no?

Extreme Short Shrift today. I had to go to the dealer and pick up the Honda. It seems to be going straight now. Thanks for asking.

I’ll leave you with today’s Morrowlife controversy: Do you care even as much as one iota about the Olympics? If so, are there any events worth watching? My answers: No and curling, which isn’t even available in the Summertime version. Feh.

One more controversy: Do you think doing the elevator trick in today’s first link is ethical? My answer: No, not really. It’s pretty childish, but I think we all have to admit it’s tempting to try it.

See you tomorrow.