Sturgeon’s Law

Ninety per­cent of every­thing is crap.


Derived from a quote by sci­ence fic­tion author Theodore Stur­geon, who once said, “Sure, 90% of sci­ence fic­tion is crud. That’s because 90% of every­thing is crud.” Oddly, when Sturgeon’s Law is cited, the final word is almost invari­ably changed to ‘crap’.

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Not So Busy Sunday

ConnecticutChanged the oil in the Emperor and rotated the tires. I did it a lit­tle early in prepa­ra­tion for our dri­ving trip to the north­east start­ing next week­end. Then later in the day we changed our plans for the trip for the 8th and final time. We’re now fly­ing into DC and rent­ing a car. I say final because we are now locked in to some non-refundable air­plane tick­ets. Two days in our nation’s cap­i­tal, two days of who knows what, two days vis­it­ing my fam­ily in CT and two in NJ, before dri­ving back to DC to get on a plane for SC.

I may get a sec­ond chance to sign the Ulti­mate Drive north­ern fleet’s sig­na­ture vehi­cle that I for­get about last Thurs­day in Colum­bia because they will be in Ster­ling, VA on Mon­day, April 8th. Its a mere 30 miles from where we are stay­ing in DC.

We went for a tan­dem ride after I got done with the car. Cruised through some neigh­bor­hoods and hit a cou­ple places to shove some bills into slots and then the Post Office to mail the rest. We ended up tal­ly­ing over 15 miles, which is about 5 more than the last few rides and it felt pretty good. A few more weeks of 2 rides per and we’ll be ready to tackle a 25 mile loop. We have gone so far as think­ing of adding some rack to the tan­dem so we can try to ride it to work some Fridays.

I re-upped for cit­i­zen­ship in the Red Sox Nation tonight. It was sup­posed to hap­pen auto­mat­i­cally, but they had the num­ber on file of my com­prised card that is no longer valid, so it didn’t hap­pen. Tomor­row is open­ing day for the FRS in Kansas City, but the real sea­son doesn’t start until Fri­day the 20th when the Bronx Bombers come to Fenway.

At approx­i­mately 9:40 PM my wife made the mis­take of flip­ping through the chan­nels and paus­ing long enough on USA for me to rec­og­nize what was show­ing — TDPM.

Will Turner: This is either mad­ness… or bril­liance.
Jack Spar­row: It’s remark­able how often those two traits coincide.

In other excit­ing news, with the 20% off coupon from Bed, Bath & Beyond that was in today’s paper, I got a new pil­low for sleepy time. We bought a new one for Donna too.

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You Mean It Counts Now?

Parking Lot PollenSome­one for­got to tell the FRS that it wasn’t spring train­ing any­more. They lost big time to the KC Roy­als today on open­ing day. I was lis­ten­ing to the game on the net until I stum­bled onto the ESPN broad­cast. Kind of wish I hadn’t. Plus the Yan­kees won mean­ing we are already a game back…

The only thing that saved the evening was my after game chan­nel surf dis­cov­ered TDPM on USA Net­work again. I came in almost exactly in the same spot as last night too.

Jack Spar­row: I really rather hope we were past all this.
Bar­bossa: Jack… Jack! Did you not notice? That be the same island we made you the gov­er­nor of on our last lit­tle trip.
Jack Spar­row: I did notice.
Bar­bossa: Per­haps, you’ll con­jure up another mirac­u­lous escape, but I doubt it. Off you go.
Jack Spar­row: The last time you left me a pis­tol with one shot.
Bar­bossa: By the pow­ers, you’re right. Where be Jack’s pis­tol? Bring it for­ward.
Jack Spar­row: See­ing as there’s two of us, a gen­tle­man would give us a pair of pis­tols.
Bar­bossa: It’ll be one pis­tol as before, and you can be the gen­tle­man and shoot the lady; and starve to death yourself.

This time I watched it all the way to the end and when I did I noticed that they added a lit­tle bit there to per­haps explain the very end of movie #2. The orig­i­nal movie ends with Jack at the helm of the Black Pearl, tonight it cut back to the cave and showed the mon­key (Jack) swim­ming past the apple Bar­bossa drops when he dies. It hops up on the Aztec trea­sure chest and picks up a piece of gold, thereby turn­ing into a skele­ton. He hisses at the cam­era as we fade to black. I guess we are to assume that the mon­key then puts the coin in Cap­tain Barbossa’s pocket and that is how he shows up in the end of Dead Man’s Chest. Did we need this to explain his res­ur­rec­tion? I was per­fectly happy to believe that Tia Dalma had brought him back to “life” by using some voodoo magic.

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Garnetman

Garnet Red MiataWarn­ing, those of you with a low thresh­old for stu­pid­ity may want to skip this post.

While wil­ing away some time on the Miata Forum I came upon a post in the NC forum from a woman about get­ting the exact car she wanted. It is a new MX-5 in Galaxy Gray which is a fairly dark gray with blue under­tones. When the folks in that sec­tion put their car color in their sig­na­tures this color is abbre­vi­ated GG. I don’t remem­ber exactly what she had to say, but I really did like her forum name — Galaxy Girl (which could also be abbre­vi­ated GG.) I could read­ily imag­ine the cos­tume a super­hero called Galaxy Girl would have, all dark blue with small sil­ver stars through­out and a big ringed planet on her chest. A chrome sil­ver cape and boots with a dark blue strap mask that had star shaped cutouts to see through.

It was almost enough to make me want to buy a Galaxy Gray MX-5 in 1336 days just so I could change my forum name to Galaxy Guy. Wait, can’t I just change it now to some­thing like Gar­net Guy or maybe just Gar­net­man. Let’s see, dark maroon uni­form with a faceted GG or G on the chest in shiny bright red. Red boots and cape with gold pip­ing. For a mask, maybe some­thing like Geordi from ST:NG.

I have com­mis­sioned a car­i­ca­ture for the last two Miatas, maybe I could get an artist to draw up Gar­net­man for me. A Google search led me to a few pos­si­bil­i­ties, includ­ing this one: The Art of Andy Smith.

Andy Smith's Superman Andy Smith's Quasar

The guy has done work for Mar­vel comics, so his work prob­a­bly wouldn’t come cheap. I may go ahead and ask any­way. I kind of like this pose of Super­man or this other one of Quasar from his Com­mis­sions page. Boy if I did get my very own super­hero alter ego, you could bet that this web page would get a redesign…

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Don’t Forget NaviGirl

SuperheroesAll Donna could do after read­ing last nights post was shake her head. (Wait’ll she sees this one.) What’s a good super­hero with­out a side­kick? While Gar­net­man can drive like the wind, spot the apex of a curve in a flash, the big pic­ture of proper course is his Achilles heel. He needs direc­tion, so who reads the maps that keep him on tra­jec­tory? Navi­Girl, that’s who.

Why Gar­net­man might have starved this very evening had not Navi­Girl led him to the golden doors of the China Palace. Siz­zling Rice Soup for two and a serv­ing of Dou­ble Fried Pork split down the mid­dle. Water to drink.

Meal Cost: $13.50
Tip: $2.50
Spent Today: $16.00
Year to Date: $834.49

Once again I “bor­rowed” the super­hero images from The Art of Andy Smith. I did email him to see what he’d charge for his You be the Super­hero! pro­gram. We’ll see what he says. Of course if he finds this site first and sees the lib­er­ties I’ve taken with his art, I may hear from his lawyers instead of him.

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13 Trillion Yen Man

Dice-KI was all set to lis­ten to the Red Sox game on the Inter­net tonight when I found out they played an after­noon game. On the mound was their new acqui­si­tion, Daisuke Mat­suzaka (AKA Dice-K) that they paid around 50 mil­lion bucks just for the rights to try and sign him to a con­tract. Then they spent 50 more to sign him. So far he looks like he may be worth the money, giv­ing up just one run on six hits while strik­ing out 10 in seven innings. Twenty more games like that this year and I may take up learn­ing Japanese.

Tomor­row is a hol­i­day for ASCO, so Donna and I will prob­a­bly sleep late and take a hike in the woods. Sat­ur­day we will prob­a­bly sleep late and try a bike ride. Sun­day we will get get up at 4AM to drive to CAE and hop a plane to our nation’s cap­i­tal. We are off to visit Donna’s friend Sally for a cou­ple of days. She is back from Africa for a few months and learn­ing Span­ish now, because her next Embassy assign­ment is Tegu­ci­galpa, Hon­duras. After DC we will head up the the ex-Hardware Cap­i­tal of the World (New Britain, CT) for a brief visit with my fam­ily. After that, next Fri­day and Sat­ur­day we will be in NJ for a memo­r­ial ser­vice for Donna’s aunt Mary who passed away in Jan­u­ary. Should be inter­est­ing, Mary had 4 daugh­ters, three talk to each other, but two of them aren’t talk­ing to one.

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Its Not Easy To Be Green

Dead TreeToday was chill­ier than nor­mal (I won’t say “here” because it seems like that most every­where), so we waited until after lunch to go for our walk in the woods. Nearly every­thing is green now (except for the dead trees) and the sky was a bright blue with nary a cloud in sight.

Donna had to donate a cou­ple of vials of blood for a cho­les­terol test this morn­ing. She had to fast for it, so we went out after­wards to get break­fast. That’s right a return to the New Moon was in order. Another Cran­berry Pecan Muf­fin for hijm. Every­thing Bagel with cream cheese for her. A bot­tled water to split.

Meal Cost: $3.98
Tip: $1.02
Spent Today: $5.00
Year to Date: $839.49

Aiken Standard PhotoAfter break­fast we walked across the street to put a five dol­lar bill in a pink bucket. The Zeta Tau Alpha soror­ity at USC Aiken were holdi­ing their 4th annual Rock-A-Thon to raise aware­ness of breast can­cer and to col­lect money for research. Mem­bers of the soror­ity took turns sit­ting in rock­ing chairs in front of the Plum Pud­ding for 24 hours. They had less than 4 hours to go. Last year they raised $1,500 and their goal for this year was $3,000. All the money raised goes to the to the Susan G. Komen Foundation.

The Gar­net­man Project has hit a major road­block. Andy Smith replied to my email and his price for an 11x17 B&W image and a 8–1/2x11 col­ored ver­sion is $300. I’m not say­ing that it is not worth that much, because it prob­a­bly is, but it is more than I wanted to spend. I think I was hop­ing would have come back with $100, that I could have jus­ti­fied to myself.

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Well Holed

North, South CarolinaSee­ing as we are vaca­tion­ing in the north­east next week and the tem­per­a­tures there prob­a­bly won’t get as high as the mid-fifties, we were not going to let the cold weather here stop us from hav­ing a nice day out­doors. Note to would be bur­glars: Our neighbor’s 75 lb pit bull is spend­ing the week at our house and we are only leav­ing him two days worth of food.

Our excur­sion began with lunch out at the Stop­light Deli in down­town Aiken. We both had a cup of chili to start. Then we split a Rachel sand­wich (corned beef, ham, swiss cheese, cole slaw, russ­ian dress­ing on wheat.) We both fin­ished off the meal with a cookie, oat­meal raisin for her, peanut but­ter for him. The usual water was to drink.

Meal Cost: $11.87
Tip: None
Spent Today: $11.87
Year to Date: $851.36

After lunch we drove to Ridge Spring’s Nut House to pick up a gift sam­pler for our Easter din­ner hosts. While we out we headed over towards Colum­bia to fill in a Post Office hole. Gas­ton and Swansea were first and then we were headed to two towns that I orig­i­nally marked with red dots (mean­ing no PO) on the map, North and Nor­way. Between the two pairs of towns, I spot­ted a sign direct­ing folks to a Post Office in the town of Neeses, so I fol­lowed it. We ended up get­ting pho­tos of five places even though accord­ing to map map there should have only been two.

Please tell me why two peo­ple who don’t golf (unless you count a bi-annual stab at putt-putt), aren’t really inter­ested in golf and prob­a­bly can’t name 5 cur­rent golfers, will spend 4 evenings at the end of the first week in April glued to the tube watch­ing the Masters?

While I’m ask­ing ques­tions, why in the world would the His­tory Chan­nel be show­ing The Planet of the Apes?

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Chesapeake & Ohio Canal

Lock #37 and Lock HouseWe were up at 4:00AM to drive to Colum­bia. The flight and all about it went smoothly. The only hitch was that Donna told her friend Sally to meet us at the Alamo counter at Dulles, trou­ble being there is no counter at the air­port, Alamo is off-site. For­tu­nately, by the time we fig­ured out where Sally’s Metro bus would stop, it was just arriv­ing. We picked out our Pon­tiac G6 and headed west.

Brunch was at the Cindy-Dee Restau­rant just over the Potomac River into Mary­land in a small town called Knoxville. The food was pretty good, but I wouldn’t rec­om­mend you drive out from DC just to eat there. (As a side note, I won’t be keep­ing track of the money spent eat­ing out dur­ing our trip, can’t really count it as eat­ing out because we have no choice in the mat­ter.) We were on our way to Sally’s sister’s house for Easter lunch, but Sally informed us that lunch meant 2 to 3 PM so top­ping off the stom­ach at 9:30AM was a good idea.

After they got home from church, and while the food was cook­ing, Donna, Sally, Sally’s brother-in-law and I went a half mile back down the road they live on, to an entrance to the Chesa­peake & Ohio Canal for a walk. It was a very brisk walk, in more ways than one as the tem­per­a­ture was prob­a­bly in the upper 30s with a good breeze. After get­ting back from our walk we had a won­der­ful free form Easter lunch, that if we had 60’s soul music play­ing in the back­ground, could have almost passed for scene from the Big Chill. There was Donna and I, Sally, her sis­ter Suzie, Suzie’s hus­band John, John’s sis­ter Peg, a neigh­bor of theirs in George­town, Suzie and John’s daugh­ter, one of her friends and her friend’s mother.

At around 5:30 Donna and I were run­ning out of steam, so we took our leave and drove back to DC. Sally man­aged to direct us back to DC with­out inci­dent, but after arrival, it took us three cir­cles of the tricky roads near the Key Bridge to actu­ally find the Hol­i­day Inn park­ing entrance.

Tomor­row, the three of us will be doing some touristy stuff, you know, see some mon­u­ments, and if we get going early enough maybe we’ll see Pres­i­dent George come out to get the Post in his bathrobe.

Is That A Monument In Your Pocket? Or Are You Just Happy To See Me?

Washington MonumentAfter a mediocre break­fast at the Hol­i­day Inn, hey it was free, Donna, Sally and I put on our walk­ing shoes. We walked down to the Arling­ton Memo­r­ial Bridge, crossed the Potomac and vis­ited the Lin­coln Memo­r­ial. Then we did the war memo­r­ial tour, Viet­nam, Korean and then the Big One, the new WWII Memo­r­ial. (Won­der where the WWI Memo­r­ial is? Kansas City) We then trooped all around the tidal basin to take in the Jef­fer­son Memo­r­ial. Even though we are mid­way through the 2 week Cherry Blos­som Fes­ti­val, the trees refused to coop­er­ate with the fes­ti­val sched­uler, they peaked a cou­ple days before. Because of last Wednesday’s rain and wind there are very few blos­soms left on the trees. It is colder and windier than it should be for this time of the year which made the walk back to our hotel a very uncom­fort­able one. I bet we cov­ered 5–6 miles.

We took a minor break to let our bod­ies get back to nor­mal oper­at­ing tem­per­a­ture and then jumped in the rental car to drive to Ster­ling, VA. Donna and I con­vinced Sally to come with us and drive BMWs to ben­e­fit the Susan Komen Foun­da­tion. From look­ing at the BMW dealer’s web­site I knew is was on VA28 north of Dulles Air­port. We got on 28 going north and drove and drove and drove until 28 turned into VA7 and dis­ap­peared. Donna in the back spot­ted a cou­ple of the Ulti­mate Drive cars going the oppo­site way, so we ambushed one and got on his tail. We hung with him until he ended up at the dealer (even with his wrong turns.) I signed up to drive, Sally was going to drive cars too, while Donna was going to do her usual nav­i­ga­tor details. The three of us did a famil­iar­iza­tion loop with me at the wheel of a 750, Sally sit­ting right seat and Donna in the back. Next, I drove a Z4 con­vert­ible and Sally drove Donna on a loop in a Z4 coupe. I went back to the rental car to get my cam­era and as I walked to the front, Donna and Sally went by in the Z4 I had just dropped off, shout­ing “Catch us if you can.” By the time I got loaded in a 335i con­vert­ible, I didn’t see them until I was fin­ish­ing my loop and they were pulling out of the dealer’s lot in an X3. I hur­ried and got in a 335i Coupe to try and catch them. No such luck, Sally must be dri­ving like a mad­woman, because not only did I not catch them, but by the time I returned the coupe they were long gone in an X5. Decid­ing that I was just get­ting fur­ther behind, I didn’t even get another car, I just waited for them to return.

After my 4 laps and Sally and Donna’s 5 we decided to take a lunch break. Before we left though we signed up to help them ferry the cars to their next dealer in Arling­ton where they would be doing it all over again tomor­row. It was a lit­tle after 2 PM and they wanted us back at 5 to get pre­pared for the big car­a­van. Ear­lier, while we were search­ing for the BMW dealer, we had passed a mall and where there is a mall, there is always a vari­ety of restau­rants. Trou­ble was we could remem­ber where it was. It took us about 45 min­utes and once even ask­ing direc­tions, before we found some­place called the Dulles Place or some­thing like that Dulles Town Cen­ter. Ended up at a Red Robin. What we all had was good, but the bill was like $40 for the three of us, which seems a lit­tle high, even for a gourmet burger place.

As if we didn’t walk enough in the morn­ing, after lunch we walked around both floors of the mall to aid in our diges­tion. We then headed back to BMW of Ster­ling to wait until it was ferry duty time. I guess we must really be glut­tons for pun­ish­ment because when we got back the three of us loaded up in a 335i sedan and did a loop with me at the wheel. Quickly fol­lowed by Sally dri­ving Donna and I around in an X3.

See­ing as we are stay­ing in Arling­ton, it didn’t make much sense for us to ferry two cars to Arling­ton, get a bus back to Ster­ling, only to have to drive back to Arling­ton in the rental car. So Donna elected to drive the Pon­tiac G6 and jump in the 19 car BMW car­a­van and fol­low us in, sav­ing about an hour and a half or two of DC dri­ving time. Sally drove an X5 and I drove a Z4 Coupe. Donna was orig­i­nally going to fol­low me, but when Sally went by first she just hooked up with her. I started about 6 cars back from them, but with all the traf­fic and stop­lights there was no way to keep every­one together. As a mat­ter of fact I got split from their group at the first light and once again never saw the ladies until I got to the end at the next dealer.

It was just a 10 minute drive back to drop of Sally at her place where we said good­bye. A quick cir­cle of the block and we were back at the Hol­i­day Inn. Man that was a long, but very fun day. The only way it could have been bet­ter was if it was sixty degrees instead of forty.

Perfect Strangers

Get Off Your Duff Will Ya We started the day with a stop at the Great Falls National Park in Mary­land and ended the day with a quick visit to the Grey Tow­ers National His­toric Site. There was a whole lot of dri­ving in between.

We left our nation’s cap­i­tal behind by dri­ving out of town on the GW Park­way until we got to the Cir­cle of Death (as Will calls the Cap­i­tal Belt­way I-495) where for­tu­nately we only had to cross the Potomac River before exit­ing in Mary­land for the drive to the Great Falls National Park. Most of the info we found on this park refers to the Vir­ginia side, but the Mary­land side has some great views of the Great Falls too. Along with another por­tion of the C & O Canal that we had vis­ited on Sun­day, this time around mile mark 15 at lock #17. They are refur­bish­ing this sec­tion of the park and we had to dodge a crane putting in a tem­po­rary dock on the canal for our walk to the falls over­look. The dock is for an excur­sion boat that takes a lit­tle cruise up the canal, through a lock before turn­ing around and com­ing back. It is sea­sonal and we were a cou­ple weeks early for a boat ride, even if the dock was ready.

We then hit the road. After zig­ging and zag­ging a bit we found our way to MD27 and headed north­east. The rest of the day was spent on Inter­states 83, 81 & 84.

When we ran out of dri­ving steam it was in the small town of Mil­ford, which is just about the last town in Penn­syl­va­nia on I-84. As we drove into to town look­ing for lodg­ing and a meal we saw signs for the Grey Tow­ers National His­toric Site, so we fol­lowed the signs up a hill to a great stone house. It was closed for the sea­son, so we couldn’t tour it, but did walk a bit about the grounds. It was the home of Gif­ford Pin­chot who is the great grand­fa­ther of Bron­son Pin­chot who played Balki Bar­toko­mous on the TV show Per­fect Strangers. Just kid­ding, he was a con­ser­va­tion­ist, a Penn­syl­va­nia gov­er­nor and America’s first chief Forester. It is built in the manor of a French chateau, but if I was cast­ing a movie and needed a place to stand in for an insane asy­lum, this would be it.

Tomor­row we take I-84 all the way to my old home town of New Britain, CT. Wednes­day isn’t sup­posed to be half bad weather-wise, but they are call­ing for snow/freezing rain on Thurs­day. OH, BOY! We are never com­ing up north again until it is at least mid May.

Sally took that pic­ture of me as I tried, in vain, to get a dif­fer­ent van­tage point to cap­ture the Lin­coln Memorial.

Best Buy, Worst Service

Ice Scrapin' ManThe bat­tery in my digi­cam is get­ting tired. After tak­ing only a cou­ple dozen expo­sures it is start­ing to shut down and it has always been doing 2–3 times bet­ter than that. Yes­ter­day, some­where in Mary­land, after strik­ing out in a Radio Shack and a cam­era store, we ended up at a Best Buy. They didn’t have a Kodak labeled bat­tery, but they did have a generic. For $20.99 I was out the door.

When we stopped last night I opened, with great dif­fi­culty, the plas­tic oys­ter shell and put the bat­tery in the cam­era. All three lights on top of the cam­era started blink­ing, mean­ing that the bat­tery was fully dis­charged and would be a while before it would be ready for use. In the morn­ing all three lights were still blink­ing. Bad news.

Today on arrival in New Britain, Donna wanted to got to Friendly’s and I wanted to go to Best Buy. My brother knew just where to go, a shop­ping cen­ter on the Berlin Turn­pike. We started at Friendly’s where we were seated and promptly ignored. After wait­ing 5–6 min­utes and no one even acknowl­edged our pres­ence, we walked out.

In Best Buy I went over to the Ser­vice Desk and explained that I pur­chased this bat­tery at a dif­fer­ent store in a dif­fer­ent state and that it wouldn’t charge. The CSR started enter­ing stuff in a ter­mi­nal from my receipt, mid type another employee walked up with a phone and handed it to my CSR say­ing, “This per­son wants to speak to some­one in cus­tomer ser­vice.” The CSR stops what he’s doing and starts to talk on the phone. After a half minute or so when it is appar­ent he isn’t wrap­ping up the con­ver­sa­tion, Donna looks at him and says, “We were here first.” He takes the hint and tells the per­son on the phone to hold on a sec­ond. More typ­ing and then he hands me a paper voucher and says go to the cashier and they will give me my refund.

The cashier takes one look at the papers and says, “I’m not nor­mally at a reg­is­ter, I don’t know how to do this.” She gets on her radio and asks for help. After some non essen­tial chat­ter we finally see another CSR head our way. She tells our cashier this is how you han­dle a sus­pended trans­ac­tion and pro­ceeds to hit an 8 or 10 sequence of keys so fast I don’t know if any­one could fol­low. When she gets to the end, she goes, “Uh-oh. Did you buy this in another state?” “Yep,” I tell her. “Must be the tax mess­ing it up.” Off she goes with our cashier in tow.

After another cou­ple min­utes the orig­i­nal CSR walks over and hands me $21. I guess the extra penny was because I had to wait so long.

Brrrrrrr!

Ice PossibleEven though it was sup­posed to be cold, rainy, and maybe sleety (if that is a word), Donna and I decided to get out and see the sights. I Googled for “Cen­tral CT Attrac­tions” and the 6th link on the 2nd linked page was a list of cov­ered bridges. Con­necti­cut has a whop­ping 5 of them and there were three that were located no too far from each other in the north­west cor­ner of the state. A plan was hatched. We stopped in and asked my mom if she wanted to go, fully expect­ing her to say no, but she was up for the ride, so the three of us piled in the rental car.

Today’s high was a low 40s, but that was this morn­ing before the pre­cip­i­ta­tion started, and it went down­hill all day. Our help­ful lit­tle Pon­tiac G6 reminded us, every time I started it up, that the road might be icy. There were sev­eral times that the ther­mome­ter read 32 degrees, but it was always rain com­ing down. Maybe it was sleet those cou­ple of times that the sound of what splat­tered on the wind­shield deep­ened or maybe not, but we did see a thin coat­ing of ice on some of the trees at the higher elevations.

Of the three bridges, two were built in the mid­dle 1800s and still in oper­a­tion, you could drive right over them. The third was built in the mid­dle 1970s in Kent Falls State Park and was erected as a point of inter­est for the park. The falls looked inter­est­ing, but because of the weather we will save them for a dif­fer­ent day.

We had pizza for lunch in the town of Kent at a place called Paisans, it was good, but I won’t rec­om­mend you go out of your way to eat there, unlike yes­ter­day morning’s break­fast spot.

If you ever find your­self in Port Jervis, NY seek out Cafe Rox­anna. We had break­fast, but from look­ing at the menu their lunch would be worth the stop as well. Eclec­tic food served on funky din­ner­ware, pho­to­graphic art from locals hang­ing on the walls and laid back jazz on the sound sys­tem, the only thing miss­ing was the word Moon in the restau­rants name.

Tomor­row we shift the show to the Gar­den State…

Egg Wiggle

Table Full of CousinsIt is great when fam­i­lies get together to talk and com­pare notes from the past. We gath­ered around the kitchen table at Donna’s cousin Mary’s (3rd from the left.) Her other cousin Susie, is 2nd from the left. Susan’s hus­band Alex is, well, the only guy in the photo. Mary’s daugh­ter is next to her, stage right and the other three girls belong to Susie and Alex. Mary’s hus­band Jim is off stage left and their son was on the couch in the back­ground just a sec­ond ago. Donna is under the cam­era and I’m behind it to com­plete the cast.

One thing that sur­faced was a strange food con­coc­tion called Egg Wig­gle from the cousins’ past. An inter­net search was of no help, but the best I could gather from them was that it was sliced hard boiled eggs and canned peas in a cream sauce served over toast. I won­der if Rachel Ray would have a recipe?

Donna and I are stay­ing at the Newark Air­port Mar­riott cour­tesy of her brother’s reward points. Thanks Jimmy! Jim is com­ing in for the ser­vice as well, and Donna bartered the room stay for the Deluxe Bog­a­r­dus Limo Ser­vice. He is com­ing in from Cal­i­for­nia on the red-eye and will catch a few hours of snooz­ing before we chauf­feur him to the memo­r­ial ser­vice for Aunt Mary in Ruther­ford. After the ser­vice we will then high­tail it south to the grave site in New Brunswick. After that cer­e­mony there it is a din­ner planned about half way back up in the town of Sum­mit. After din­ner we will return to the Mar­riott where we spend a sec­ond night. Sun­day Jim flies back to Cal­i­for­nia and Donna & I drive to DC to fly back to SC.

Wired-for-Business

Why is it that you can stay at the $75 a night Qual­ity Inn off the inter­state and you get free wire­less high speed inter­net, but spend the night in the $250 a night Newark Air­port Mar­riott and it costs you $9.95 (plus applic­a­ble taxes) a day?

The pre­vi­ous two nights were spent in a New Britain, CT extended stay hotel that caters to busi­ness folks and it cost me $4.95 a day for high speed web access. Yet the local Motel 8 was giv­ing it away.

Not only is is fast and free at the national chain places, I have never had an issue hook­ing up. Tonight at the Mar­riott I suc­cess­fully man­aged to log in, agree to the con­di­tions, check yes to the fee and get to view one page of the Weather Chan­nel web site for los­ing con­nec­tiv­ity. I rebooted, I swapped out for my cat5 cable and rebooted again with no luck. I ended up hav­ing to call the 1–800 num­ber to get a help desk per­son. A five minute wait and we did a cou­ple of things, includ­ing dis­abling the wire­less (remind me to turn that back on later huh) and dis­abling the wired NIC and re-enabling it so I could get back on line.

That time I man­aged to stay con­nected for about 2 min­utes before being dumped off. Back to the 1–800 num­ber. This time we ran over a few other things and the CSR tried a cou­ple of resets on her end. I am auto­mat­i­cally get­ting an IP address, but I’m not get­ting a DNS address. The CSR said she would report this up the food chain and see if they could fig­ure out what the prob­lem is, but for now we left it alone as I’m back online. I just don’t have a high con­fi­dence that I’ll stay connected.

Good Morning Sunshine

SunriseThis is the sun com­ing up over Man­hat­tan as seen from the 8th floor of the Newark Air­port Mar­riot was pretty much the bright spot of the day (if you don’t count the fact that the guest laun­dry is free.)

The church ser­vice for Donna’s Aunt Mary was today, but the inter­ment had to be can­celed. Cousin Lau­rie (the one in SC that we visit) was bring­ing the ashes, but her hus­band had some med­ical issues and had to be rushed to the hos­pi­tal in Har­ris­burg, PA. The repast still went on, just with two empty chairs.

I would love to write some more. but this inter­net con­nec­tion keeps drop­ping and it is frus­trat­ing. To only way to restart it is to crawl under the desk and “reboot” the modem/router by unplug­ging it, count­ing back­wards from 100 by six­teens and replug­ging it back in.

Just Flew In From Washington DC

Terminal C at DullesAnd boy are my arms tired. Bada-boom.

Good to be home. On the 60 mile drive home from the air­port this evening we saw maybe a cou­ple dozen cars, in the north­east if you go 6 miles you see a cou­ple thou­sand cars.

Just real­ized that last Sun­day I for­got to change the the top count, I didn’t leave the top down all week while the car was at the air­port, it actu­ally went up before last Sunday’s drive to Colum­bia. Tonight when we landed back in South Car­olina it was just about as cold as it was when we left Jer­sey this morn­ing, so although we wanted to ride home with the top down, we didn’t want to that bad. It stayed up.

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Easing Back Into It

Today at work wasn’t too bad, man­aged to get one thing off my desk that popped up hot. Tomor­row I’ll see if any oth­ers showed like it in the week I was gone and if not, it’ll be reach­ing in to the pile and pick­ing something.

Washington's "Falsie"Catch­ing up on our house­hold chores tonight and by Wednes­day it will prob­a­bly be like we never left. But I have about 4 or 5 lit­tle vaca­tion sto­ries to tell over the next few days. Then there is the weed­ing out of the 132 pho­tos I took last week into at least one gallery page of 24. It may be more but not by much. There are 17 BMW Ulti­mate Drive pho­tos that will come out of that 132 for sort­ing and thin­ning to be added to that gallery. This one won’t make the cut in either gallery.

I always have one of those “one day at a time” desk cal­en­dars at work as a con­ver­sa­tion starter. Last year it was a Jeop­ardy! and this year it is Spot the Big Fat Lie. You are giv­ing two dif­fer­ent state­ments and it is your job to pick the false one. I’m usu­ally pretty good at it, but today’s was easy because I knew the true one right off: One of P.T. Barnum’s famous “odd­i­ties” on dis­play was the Fiji Mer­maid, which was really the top half of a mon­key sewn to the bot­tom half of a fish.

And how did I know? Episode 20 of Sea­son 2: Hum­bug.

MULDER: Mis­ter Helm, I wanted to ask you about this menu illus­tra­tion. I rec­og­nized most of the his­tor­i­cal por­traits you’ve drawn here, but what’s this here?

(Scully rolls her eyes at the words “his­tor­i­cal portraits.”)

HEPCAT HELM: It’s the Fiji Mermaid.

(He walks back to his desk car­ry­ing the menu.)

HAMILTON: Is that what that thing is?

SCULLY: What’s the Fiji Mermaid?

HEPCAT HELM: The Fiji Mer­maid. It’s, it’s the Fiji Mermaid!

HAMILTON: It’s a bit of, uh… hum­bug Bar­num pulled in the last century.

HEPCAT HELM: Bar­num billed it as a real live mer­maid but when peo­ple went into see it, all they saw was a real dead mon­key sewn on the tail of a fish.

Who said watch­ing the X-Files wasn’t educational.

The lie: P.T. Bar­num owned more than 200 famous pairs of den­tures, includ­ing the falsies worn by George Wash­ing­ton, Marie Antoinette and Robespierre.

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Max and Ralph

Two very elderly friends, Max and Ralph met in the park every day to feed the pigeons, watch the squir­rels and dis­cuss world prob­lems. One day Ralph didn’t show up. Max didn’t think much about it, fig­ur­ing maybe he had a cold or something.

But after Ralph hadn’t shown up for a week or so, Max really got wor­ried. How­ever, the only time they ever got together any­more was at the park, and Max could not remem­ber where Ralph lived so he was unable to find out what had hap­pened to him.

A month passed and Max fig­ured old Ralph had gone to his heav­enly reward. But one day Max went to the park and, lo and behold, there sat Ralph. Max was very excited and happy to see him and told him so. Then he said, “For cry­ing out loud Ralph, what hap­pened to you???”

Ralph replied, “I have been in jail.”

Jail???,” cried max! “What in the world for???”

Well,” Ralph said, “you know Sue, that cute lit­tle blonde wait­ress at the cof­fee shop where we get cof­fee sometimes?”

Yeah,” said Max, “I remem­ber her. What about her?”

Well, one day last month she got mad at me and to get even, she charged me with rape. I was so proud of what every­one would think an old fart like me could still do, that when I got into court, I pled ‘guilty’.”

The judge then took a good look at me and gave me 30 days for perjury.”

I Know Why He Did It

Red Sox NationChewie is so excited he wants to blast some­thing. His Red Sox Nation mem­ber­ship card came in the mail today. There is a small bumper sticker that goes along with it and he’s going to put it on the Mil­len­nium Fal­con when Han isn’t looking.

While in DC the other week, after we walked to a lot of the war memo­ri­als in West Potomac Park we headed over to the Tidal Basin to see if we could find any cherry trees that still had blos­soms on it. Unfor­tu­nately there were only a few. There are about three or four vari­eties of cherry trees planted around the basin so that some of them bloom at dif­fer­ent times, but dur­ing our walk we only came across about three trees that looked like they were at their peak. Because of the great dis­tances between bloomed trees, my dream of a sweep­ing panorama of bloom­ing trees with the Jef­fer­son Memo­r­ial in the back­ground (very postcard-like) was squashed. I did take a cou­ple of close ups of one bloom­ing tree. As we strolled along I was look­ing down review­ing my last pic­tures when — SMACK –my head hit a low hang­ing branch. I know now why George Wash­ing­ton chopped down that cherry tree. It wasn’t bad enough to make me see stars, but I did decide from then for­ward that I would wait until I was stopped to look down at the camera’s LCD.

Our free Char­grilled sand­wich from Chick-Fil-A cost us $8.09. We used the coupon from the Chick-Fil-A cal­en­dar, but to get the sand­wich you had to buy a small fruit cup and a medium soda. We some­times split a meal when we go out, but that amount wouldn’t be enought so we added a Chicken Strip Salad to the tray.

Meal Cost: $8.09
Tip: None
Spent Today: $8.09
Year to Date: $859.45

I’ve added a for­warded email joke to the Joke Page.

Also added 8 pho­tos from the Ster­ling, VA BMW Ulti­mate Drive. No cap­tions yet, prob­a­bly tomorrow.

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Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 118

Princess Leia Gets Hers Too

Red Sox NationPrincess Leia’s Red Sox Nation mem­ber­ship card came in the mail a day after Chewbacca’s. She’s not sure where she will put her bumper sticker yet, but right now she is lean­ing towards plac­ing it on C3PO’s back just out of his reach in hopes of send­ing him into an infi­nite feed­back loop of fastidiousness.

It is sup­posed to be a glo­ri­ous spring week­end here and we are not exactly sure what to do with it:

Option #1, and the most unlikely, is to drive 250 miles to Colum­bus, GA and do one last BMW Ulti­mate Drive before they are entirely out of reach. (+) it sure is fun to drive BMWs. (–) 3 times a charm, but 4 is slightly obses­sive. (–) it would mean another hotel room and another mediocre break­fast buffet.

Option #2, and slightly more prob­a­ble, would be a drive of 125 miles to go to Beau­fort, SC to see the Blue Angels. (+) air shows are cool. (+) there would be the chance to get a pic­ture of the Post Office on the Marine Corp Air Sta­tion where the show is. (–) big crowds of peo­ple and we just left that party in NJ. (–) we really don’t want to go any­where hav­ing been trav­el­ing the last two week­ends. (+) a meal of crab cakes at Bar­bara Jean’s might be just the entice­ment to tip the scales towards going down there.

Option #3, and most likely, is din­ner out in Augusta with friends on Fri­day and stay­ing around the house. I really need to to clean all the pine pollen off the tables and floors on the screen porch. The fur­ni­ture cush­ions need vac­u­um­ing too. It is spring and this is the best time to enjoy our meals, etc out there, but the porch needs some spruc­ing up first. And if we get rest­less we could always drive to Colum­bia on Sun­day morn­ing and take some Post Office pictures.

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Save Internet Radio

Time is run­ning out for US based inde­pen­dent web radio streams. From the savenetradio.org website:

On March 2, 2007 the Copy­right Roy­alty Board (CRB), which over­sees sound record­ing roy­al­ties paid by Inter­net radio ser­vices, increased Inter­net radio’s roy­alty bur­den between 300 and 1200 per­cent and thereby jeop­ar­dized the industry’s future.

At the request of the Record­ing Indus­try Asso­ci­a­tion of Amer­ica, the CRB ignored the fact that Inter­net radio roy­al­ties were already dou­ble what satel­lite radio pays, and mul­ti­plied the roy­al­ties even fur­ther. The 2005 roy­alty rate was 7/100 of a penny per song streamed; the 2010 rate will be 19/100 of a penny per song streamed. And for small web­cast­ers that were able to cal­cu­late roy­al­ties as a per­cent­age of rev­enue in 2005 – that option was quashed by the CRB, so small web­cast­ers’ roy­al­ties will grow exponentially!

These exor­bi­tant rates go into effect on May 15 (retroac­tive to Jan 1, 2006!). With­out Con­gres­sional action the major­ity of web­cast­ers will go bank­rupt and silent on this date. We need your help. Please take a moment to send a let­ter to your mem­ber of Con­gress to keep Net radio from being silenced.

Go to the Act Now! page on the Savenetradio.org and fill out the form to email your leg­is­la­tors and ask them to stop this huge rate increase on web­cast­ers. Don’t know who your rep­re­sen­ta­tives are? Nei­ther did I, but by fill­ing out your address infor­ma­tion you will get their names and a mugshot so you can rec­og­nize them on the street or CSPAN.

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The Real Baseball Season Starts Today

The 2007 Major League Base­ball sea­son has been in process for a cou­ple of weeks now, but tonight is really open­ing day. The dreaded Yan­kees are in town for a three game set. I am appar­ently not the only one excited by this series of games this early in the sea­son, tonight’s game is on ESPN, tomorrow’s is on Fox and Sun­day night it’s ESPN again.

So far it looks like the Sox are play­ing like I feel, a lit­tle out of it. Woke up this morn­ing with a sore throat and a runny nose. Of course the rea­son they are los­ing 5–3 in the sev­enth could be those ugly green uni­forms they are wear­ing tonight (sup­pos­edly a Boston Celtic / Red Auer­bach tribute.)

Or it could be some bad karma I caused with my lit­tle phone call prank on my boss the Yan­kee fan this morn­ing. Thanks to XM Radio I sent him a voice mail from Big Papi, David Ortiz, telling him about MLB on XM and I cus­tomized it so David would call him a Red Sox fan.

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Well, At Least The FRS Recovered

When I blogged last night things looked grim for the Sox and they were trail­ing the Yan­kees 6–2 when they came to bat in the bot­tom of the eighth, but they scored 5 times to end up win­ning the game. In this afternoon’s con­test they were back and forth until the FRS scored three in the bot­tom of the fourth and kept the lead until the end.

While I, on the other hand, if any­thing, got worse. The sore throat peaked this morn­ing and is going away, but I’m in full blown (pun intended) run­ning nose, watery eyes and body aches. I’m hit­ting the show­ers as soon as I’m done typ­ing this and going to bed.

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I Got the Sunday Paper

The end of the dri­ve­way is as far as I’ve been all day. A close sec­ond was I retrieved a load of laun­dry from the garage, but that nearly wore me out. I’ve taken at least four 1 to 1–1/2 hour naps. Bar­ing a mir­a­cle cure over night I plan on spend­ing tomor­row in the same man­ner while my co-workers toil away at the valve store.

The bad news is that while Donna has been an angel in tak­ing care of me, this after­noon she started to get a lit­tle sore throat which is how this whole thing started for me.

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Feeling Nearly Human

Took the day off from work and laid out to help get over the yuck I got some­where. Snagged a cou­ple of major naps and now I start­ing to feel bet­ter. The body aches are now mostly gone and the fever appears to be his­tory, but I now have a icky lit­tle cough. I took some Vicks 44 this morn­ing and it helped, but this after­noon I took a table­spoon of some of Donna’s left­over pre­scrip­tion stuff that is laced with codeine. Big mis­take, that stuff made me stupid.I set out to fin­ish up tweak­ing and post­ing our vaca­tion pho­tos from the other week. I had 48 selected and only man­aged to 34 done. I uploaded them and man­aged to get cap­tions on 8 or 9 before I couldn’t main­tain the intense con­cen­tra­tion required post pic­tures on the internet…

Cou­ple of ran­dom thoughts after watch­ing the FRS on TV three straight days;
a) the new style hats the big lea­guers are wear­ing this year look like a truck­ers hat, you know the kind with a foam front and a mesh back.
b) The green shirts they wore on Sat­ur­day looked very elfish with the red long sleeve under­shirts.
   1) but I do like the green hats and may get one…
c) when you put a bat­ting hel­met on Willie Moe Pena it looks like he has to squeeze his head to get it in there.

While we are talk­ing base­ball and blogs: Curt Schilling’s got one.

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Forgot Something

We had Chi­nese take out for din­ner. Two Egg Rolls, Won­ton Soup for 2, Beef & Broc­coli with some Shrimp Fried Rice for Donna’s lunches this week.

Meal Cost: $21.45
Tip: None
Spent Today: $21.45
Year to Date: $880.90

Love Me Do

Paul's in the NationLeft over story from our north­east visit: After the ser­vice for Donna’s aunt the fam­ily gath­ered at a nice Ital­ian restau­rant in Sum­mit, NJ, where we were served a five course meal. Donna and I sat at kind of the “kids” table with the youngest cousin, her hus­band and their young daugh­ter, a cou­ple of fam­ily friends and the daugh­ters of the mid­dle two cousins, Susan’s two girls Meghan 14, Jes­sica 12 and Mary’s 14 year-old Kris­ten. When they came around tak­ing drink orders those three girls to my right ordered Shirley Tem­ples, I had a glass of red wine and for fun Donna ordered a Shirley Tem­ple too. I’m not to sure who started it, might have been Jes­sica, but the girls decided to see if they could take their cherry stems and tie them into a knot in their mouths using just their tongues.

Meghan was the only one of the three to actu­ally accom­plish the feat, we of course applauded her suc­cess. If I was her father I’m not so sure that I’d have been that proud and I would have def­i­nitely instructed her not to demon­strate that tal­ent on a date with a hor­mon­ally charged teenager.

Arri’s Grill for sup­per. Two 1/3 lb hand formed pat­ties of ground chuck served with let­tuce, tomato, onions, pick­les, mayo and mus­tard. We split an order of fries.

Meal Cost: $10.37
Tip: None
Spent Today: $10.37
Year to Date: $891.27

I’ve got a 485 CD col­lec­tion that is rarely used any­more. Mat­ter of fact, if it wasn’t for the rental car the other week and the one we’ll be dri­ving out west in another month they wouldn’t ever leave the shelves they sit on. So I have decided to rip them all into MP3s and store ‘em on my hard drive. I’ve done about 30 so far, but I haven’t really been apply­ing myself to the project. I mean if I do get them done, what do I do with all that plas­tic? Maybe I can find some­body to whole­sale ‘em to about 50¢ a piece…

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Toilet Seat Condom

I ran into some­thing I had never seen before at that Ital­ian restau­rant in Jer­sey from last night’s post. My wife tells me she has seen a bunch of them, but maybe because most of the time I’m using a dif­fer­ent appli­ance and there is no need for some­thing like that for what I use.

Didn’t use it here either, but the door was open so I noticed the device and was intrigued. I just had to try it out. Wave your hand over a sen­sor and a fresh tube of plas­tic wrap is auto­mat­i­cally pulled out of one side and dragged around to the other side, cov­er­ing the toi­let seat. Just a whirring noise and it looks like a snake molt­ing its skin or something.

Ladies, I guess you have already seen this thing, but guys maybe pic­tures are bet­ter than my stum­bling words: Sani-Seat.

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Imagine

What Would Yoko Say?You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope some­day you’ll join us and the world will live as one.”

Right now I’m work­ing at my rip­ping CDs project and lis­ten­ing to the FRS come from behind to whoop up on the Bal­ti­more Ori­oles. I’ve almost got one shelf of the ten total done and I’m up to Bog­guss, Suzy.

I’m still leak­ing copi­ous amounts of Brain Lubri­cant, but I made it all the way through the work day with­out the over­whelm­ing desire to take a nap. I made it all the past din­ner before hav­ing to catch 20 winks.

When I woke up Fox News was in the mid­dle of wall to wall cov­er­age of a low speed chase in LA, some knuck­le­head in a stolen car was lead­ing cops and news heli­copters around town. At one point, rid­ing on noth­ing but the rims, the “sus­pect” did sev­eral dough­nuts in the mid­dle of an inter­sec­tion leav­ing nicely marked up asphalt in his wake. When they finally stopped him, he imme­di­ately hit the ground flat and about 20 LEOs pounced on him. I’m sure it would have caused a big uproar in the media, but I was actu­ally hop­ing they would beat the crap out of him for being so stupid.

Uploaded the other 24 pho­tos from the north­east trip, but I’ve still only got cap­tions on about eight. I’d bet­ter get busy because 4 weeks from tomor­row we are off to the other side of the coun­try for 10 days.

The screened porch is still cov­ered in a layer of pine pollen and my hope is to get out there after work tomor­row and wash it off.

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Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 126

Small Pickup

StuffedFinally hosed off the screened porch this evening. Even with a good vac­u­um­ing, the cush­ions on the patio fur­ni­ture still looked a lit­tle yel­low. Plus they were also get­ting a lit­tle tired look­ing. Hey, this is the fur­ni­ture we have had out there since we built the deck back in 2000. A com­mand deci­sion was made to go to Lowe’s and buy some new cushions.

We got about a 1/4 of the way there when Donna asked had we deter­mined whether we needed mid back or high back cush­ions. I made a U-turn and we came back home to mea­sure our exist­ing cush­ions. They were 46″ long, high back.

We had pre-shopped online the other day and had picked out some cush­ions we liked, now we hoped that our local store had enough of what we wanted in stock. We have a big table for 6, a chaise lounge and two rocker/swivel chairs, mean­ing we need 8 seat cush­ions and one chaise cush­ion. We were in luck as they had just 8 of the chair cush­ions and a bunch of the chaise cush­ions. We picked this pat­tern because it is reversible and we could use one side for the six chairs at the table and use the other side for the chaise rocker grouping.

All those cush­ions take up a lot of space. Mmmm, should we call our friend with a pickup or our neigh­bor with a pickup. Ooops, for­got the cell phone. I am fond of say­ing that the Miata is as good as a pickup on a sunny day and now it is time to see just how true that is. I was dis­ap­pointed. I could only get 5 chair cush­ions and the chaise cush­ion in the car, so I had to make 2 trips. If I had a cou­ple of bungee cords I prob­a­bly could have got­ten all the cush­ions in and on the car, but I still would have had to make two trips because I would have had to go back to get the wife.

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Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 130

57,000 Little Purple Flowers

FlowerWe went for a hike in the Woods this morn­ing. In our quest to walk on all the trails in there we entered in a dif­fer­ent spot than usual and pur­posely walked on some trails that really didn’t go any­where spe­cial, just looped and/or spurred out along the edges. We did stum­ble on the big field that was full of these lit­tle pur­ple wild­flow­ers (botanists feel free to let me know what they might be.)

For lunch Donna had a han­ker­ing for Mex­i­can so we headed over to our new favorite place for that regional cui­sine, Maria’s. We got the usual Car­ni­tas and for­get­ting that we really didn’t need them, 3 hard shell tacos. Sierra Mist to drink for the lady and I had ice water.

Meal Cost: $15.27
Tip: $2.73
Spent Today: $18.00
Year to Date: $909.27

On the short 1–1/2 mile drive back from Maria’s the Emperor ticked past the 57,000 mile mark. To make up for pass­ing that major mile­stone on such a short trip, tonight when we went gro­cery shop­ping we took the 28 mile long­cut to the store that is only a mile away.

I found this cool place on the web that will cre­ate just the right striped back­ground image for you, Stripe Gen­er­a­tor 2.0, now I just wish this tem­plate wasn’t so con­founded com­plex so I could add some stripes here.

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Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 130

Mmmm Mmmuffins

Miataless Post OfficeWe bought this morning’s break­fast from the New Moon Cafe after yesterday’s hike, a low fat Blue­berry muf­fin for her and a Rasp­berry Coconut muf­fin for him (which we ended up split­ting 50–50.)

Meal Cost: $2.65
Tip: 35¢
Spent This Meal: $3.00

After break­fast we tried to make up for the last 3 weeks on non-activity in the Post Office quest by head­ing to the cap­i­tal city of the Great State of South Car­olina and get­ting a photo of all 13 POs. Mis­sion accom­plished. The only Post Office not accounted for that lists Colum­bia as the city is the one on the Army base, Fort Jack­son. (They have an Open House on the 18 & 19 of May for Armed Forces Day so we might try and sneak in then.)

A few years back a favored Sun­day lunch spot was an Ital­ian fast food chain called Fazoli’s, but they closed up shop here in Aiken and we have missed eat­ing their food quite often since then. Well, Colum­bia has two Fazoli’s and both are close to some of our des­ti­na­tion Post Offices, so we thought it might be a treat to eat there for lunch. I guess our mem­o­ries have been col­ored by time (or maybe it was this par­tic­u­lar restau­rant) because it didn’t seem worth the trip. The Twice Baked Ziti with Hearty Meat Sauce was good and the bread sticks were prac­ti­cally drip­ping in but­ter, but the salad and the dress­ing left a lot to be desired. I had a foun­tain Coke and Donna had water.

Meal Cost: $10.76
Tip: None
Spent This Meal: $10.76
Spent Today: $13.38
Year to Date: $923.03

Five out of six isn’t half bad. As a mat­ter of fact it is 83% good. After look­ing lack­lus­ter on Fox yes­ter­day the FRS came out swing­ing against the dreaded Yan­kees today and came out on top of a 7 to 4 score. Big Papi con­tributed a homer, as did the com­ing out of his funk Manny Rameriz, but those guys are expected to smack the long ball. A nice bonus was a homer from our util­ity infielder Alex Cora. Now we have 19 warm up games until we come back to the “House That Ruth Built” on the 21st of May.

Started down, went up, back down, back up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 133

Spontaneous Debadging

The Emperor has been sur­viv­ing on sponge baths, AKA Meguiars Quik Detailer, for a while now, but today after work I gave him a proper wash­ing. Then I decided to lay a coat of wax on there too. I used some Meguiars paste clean­ing wax I had under the cab­i­net. Looks a whole lot bet­ter now, but the fin­ish doesn’t feel baby butt smooth. Maybe tomor­row when I get home from work I’ll put another layer of wax on. I have a bot­tle of some­thing else under there, I think it is called Black Magic and maybe that is what I used last time. If one layer is good, two have got to be bet­ter. Right?

While I was tak­ing off the wax, get­ting it off around the edges of the chrome Mazda logo on the back end, it came loose and one side fell down. The badge is held on by 2 pins and one was broke, so I pulled the badge off the car. There are usu­ally these fancy one way push wash­ers on the pins, but there wasn’t one on the non bro­ken pin and there was some adhe­sive behind the let­ter­ing hold­ing the badge on. What the heck, I might as well take off the MX-5 Miata badge on the other side too. On my ’95 the Mazda was held on by two pins, like this one, and the Miata was just held on by dou­ble stick tape. I went in the house and got a piece of den­tal floss to “saw” through the adhe­sive. The floss broke three times in about the same spot. That is when I real­ized on the ’03 the MX-5 Miata badge was held on by two pins as well. I wrapped a screw­driver in a rag and pried off the badge. Turns out it was held on by no adhe­sive and only one push on washer.

I now have 2 small holes on both sides of the license plate. With the dark color car they are hardly notice­able, but I think I may fill them in with some­thing and then use touch up paint to hide them bet­ter. When I debadged the rear on the ’95 I replaced both badges with hand cut repli­cas made of blue reflec­tive vinyl. The blue on blue was very sub­tle in the day but really stood out at night when head­lights hit them.

Now, as I write this, I know why the badges were held on so hap­haz­ardly. The body shop weasels did it when they repaired my lit­tle trunk ben­der from last year. The adjuster put in the cost of new badges when he did the esti­mate. Satcher Ford’s Body Shop reused the old badges and charged the insur­ance com­pany for new ones.

Started up, went down, back up, still up.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 01/01/07: 135