morrowlife

Here’s the lagoon at the famous Coco Palms Resort on Kauai.  The hotel was partially destroyed back in 1992 in a hurricane, but we were able to tour around it just a bit.  Wish I’d been there when the hotel was still in business.  It looks like it was quite a cool place.  Elvis thought so too.  Great Art courtesy of the exclusive iPhone-4s-cam and part of my famous Vacation series.

Long, long, long time, no write.  Life’s been good anyway.

Lots to talk about.  Three days after my last post, my program was ended by our government customer.  Very sad.  My people are all looking around for their next assignments, and I certainly hope they all find something.  Working hard to make it happen.  I believe I have my next thing lined up – just have to wait for it to all fall into place.  More information on that as it unfolds.

Less than three months before LRN1 comes home!  I can’t believe it.  The time has gone so quickly.  I’m really looking forward to having him home.  And I believe he’ll be with us for about two months before he heads back to school.  Should be a good time for him to decompress.

LRN4 is sick.  She’s had pretty serious cold symptoms for a few days now.  Can’t sleep well, but needs to sleep.  She has my pity.

Time for bed.  I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this exciting Morrowlife Employment Agency job opportunity: highly-skilled hobo!

See you tomorrow.

Here’s Waikiki beach, on a beautiful mid-October afternoon not too long before sunset.  Great Art courtesy of the exclusive iPhone-4S-cam (I think) and part of my famous Vacation series.

Time for another post.  I’d hate to miss a whole month.

But nothing has really happened lately.  So let’s see . . . Oh, yeah.  We had twenty people over for Home Evening last night.  LRN4 wanted to start up an “empty nester/singles/young marrieds/anybody else without kids at home” group.  So she did.  Last night was our first meeting.  I had a nice time, and it seemed that everybody else did too.  So there’s that.  We’ll meet again in December.

And . . . umm . . . I’m about done.  Lots of stress at work as we determine our future.  Or rather, have our future determined for us.  My people are nervous, and I don’t really blame them.  This next little while will be interesting.  For me, I don’t really care what happens.  As my Loyal Readers know, I’m dying to retire and take up iOS programming full-time, so it would be great to get myself into a position where I could do that.  Also, I like having money, so it would be great to keep working where I am for the next several years.  So either way our program goes, it’ll be great for me.

Anyway.  Time for bed.  I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this exciting Morrowlife Employment Agency job opportunity:  spitting and urinating chimps.  I have a feeling we’ll be getting several applications.

See you tomorrow.

Here’s Gilligan’s lagoon.  At least it was for the show’s pilot.  Also the opening sequence of every show.  After that, they were in Hollywood.  What a beautiful place this was, though.  Part of my famous Vacation series.

Welcome back to us!  Hawaii was great.  The ship was great.  Being together was great.  It was all great.

Well, almost all of it was great.  I got sick one night.  Really sick.  Didn’t tell the ship’s doctor, of course.  I’d still be locked in my cabin.  So I just got sick and stayed quiet about it.  But not anymore!

Anyway.  We truly had a great vacation and it’s (mostly) nice to be home.  Everything was fine here and everyone appears to have been fine too.

Broke the spring on the garage door tonight, though.  LRN4 will get it fixed tomorrow, hopefully.  In the meantime, the Taurus is trapped in the garage.  Luckily, it broke when LRN4 was closing it after pulling her car out.  My beloved pickup is behind the other door, so we have two cars we can use until the door is fixed.

Otherwise, situation normal.  I report a lot more on the Hawaii situation as time goes by.  Gotta milk this thing a little.

And it’s late, so I’ll quit.  I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this exciting Morrowlife employment agency job opportunity: terrorist beaver.

See you tomorrow.

Here’s the final installment in the Modesto Pops stage picture series – the nighttime view.  It was a pretty stage, and it didn’t collapse even once.  The power just went out.  Great Art courtesy of the exclusive iPhone-cam and part of my famous Event series.

Extreme short shrift.  It’s getting near 10:00 and I’m already exhausted.  I have no idea why.

Well, it had to happen sometime soon.  Steve Jobs has died.  Lots has been written about the products he brought to market and about his other personal successes and failures.  I don’t think I’ve seen anything about his responsibility for Microsoft Windows, Android phones, and numerous other non-Apple products.  He may not have had a direct hand in them, but if Apple hadn’t been what it was and is, those things would have never been invented.  So even the Apple haters owe Mr. Jobs a debt of gratitude.  Not that it will ever be acknowledged, of course.  I don’t understand the haters.

The work week is done.  Next week’s work week starts . . . tomorrow.  I’m going to work half a day to get my performance appraisals finished (or at least in draft, anyway) because I just can’t seem to get to them while I’m at work.  This will also let me take Tuesday off.  The plan now is to get up on Tuesday morning, get packed, and head out at around 9:00 or 10:00 in the morning.

Lots to do before then.  I really ought to get the pool and pond filters cleaned, I need to pick up a reserved library book (and might as well check for a few other vacation-fodder books while I’m there), probably should download some free titles to the Kindle app on my iPad, need to prepare my Sunday lesson, and need to make my packing list.

The above plans means that I have exactly one more day at work before the trip.  I’m absolutely ready to go.  Sure hope it’s fun.  At least I’m pretty sure the food will be good.  Probably the entertainment as well.  Also the company.  And even if the bed isn’t comfortable, at least the room will be plenty dark.

Which reminds me.  I need to put a flashlight on my packing list.  Might just as well get started now.  Hold on a sec.

I’m back.  I have the first 30 things on the list.  I’m sure there’s more to come, but it’s a start.  Going to need some pretty large suitcases.  The problem here is that it’s impossible to carry enough stuff to last for two weeks.  So we’re going to have to do some laundry.  The question then becomes: how many days should we pack for?  Eight?  Ten?  I’m thinking eight to ten.  I’ll have to see how much I have and how much will fit.  Plus, I need to fit plenty of reading material.  I’m planning to download several free books onto the iPad, which will be a whole lot easier to carry than a bag full of books.  But of course I’ll probably also carry a bag full of books.  Also a computer, my iPad, my iPhone, my iPod, and my work phone.  Sigh.

Enough blabbering.  I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this shocking food violence news: Mr. Whippy beating!

See you on Monday.

Here’s LRN1, in a particularly dirty state.  Explanation below.  Great Art courtesy of one of his companions and part of my famous Guatemala series.

As promised, I’m not mentioning anything about how long it’s been since I last posted.  Not a word.

Had a decent weekend.  Friday afternoon, we went with our friends Don and Lynn – with whom we’re cruising next week – out to a place called Woodward Reservoir to try out their kayaks.  We told them we’re kayaking in Hawaii and that we’ve never done that before, so they invited us to go get some experience.  It’s easy, of course.  Although perhaps just a bit tiring.  I expect to have somewhat sore shoulders and arms after doing it for a couple of hours.  Don and Lynn also brought their waverunner, which I availed myself of a few times, and their motorized kayak, which LRN4 and I both tried out.  That thing is fun!  It’s quiet, smooth, and relatively fast.  You control the motor with a potentiometer (I used full forward and then a bit of reverse as I beached it when I was done) and steer it with aircraft-like rudder pedals.  Easy and great fun.  I want one!

Saturday and Sunday we watched general conference, which was very nice.  I’m really curious to know what caused President Monson to arrive halfway through the first session.  Must have been quite pressing, whatever it was.  We washed all three cars between sessions, and that’s pretty much the sum total of what we got accomplished on the weekend.  Sunday morning, our friends Doug and Connie came over for breakfast and conference, which was nice.

Enjoyed LRN1’s weekly letter today.  He spent part of his preparation day exploring a nearby cave.  Hope that was a safe and approved activity, incidentally.  Especially the safe part.  Anyway, he sent us the above picture of the muddy aftermath.

I’ll leave my Loyal Readers with this shocking food violence news: ice cream feud!

See you tomorrow.