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144,000 Nyjer Seeds

On Thurs­day after­noon, not long after we left the Valve Store’s™ park­ing lot, the Pur­ple Whale crossed the 18,000 mile barrier.

On Sat­ur­day morn­ing, not too far from home, the Emperor passed through the 126,000 mile mark on the way to Augusta.

After los­ing the first game of the series against the Cleve­land Indi­ans, the Red Sox have won the last three games. Is this the start of a turn around like in 2011 or is this just slight blip designed to get my hopes up, so they can drop the next 4 games in a row and crush those hopes?

Started up, went down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1136

17,000 Cars On The Road With Us

For what­ever rea­son, there was gobs of traf­fic head­ing east on I-10 with us today all through Louisiana, Mis­sis­sippi and Alabama. For­tu­nately there were no major slow-ups, except the tun­nel under Mobile Bay, so we made great time, but we were always sur­rounded by fast mov­ing cars and trucks. Mys­te­ri­ously, traf­fic thinned to almost noth­ing once we got into Florida and past Pensacola.

But wouldn’t you know it, but as soon as we got off I-10 to hit the back roads of Florida, we ran into a con­voy of farm imple­ments crawl­ing along at 25MPH. The roads were hilly and curvy enough that we, along with some oth­ers, were stuck behind them for about 20 min­utes. We thought we caught a break in Camp­bell­ton when 2 of the three went straight and only one turned right with us stay­ing on Florida Route 2. It was short lived though, as those two just took a dif­fer­ent route through town and two min­utes later popped back in front of us. Sigh.

We hunted only two caches today as we wanted to make big mileage, one was in Mis­sis­sippi and the other was in Alabama, bring­ing us to hav­ing found caches in 40% of these United States.

Tonight we are stay­ing at the same Hol­i­day Inn Express in Bain­bridge, GA as we did Mon­day evening on our way west. This time it is dif­fer­ent, and not just because we are in a dif­fer­ent room from then, but the hotel is flirt­ing with dis­as­ter this week­end as it is where the band Molly Hatchet is stay­ing while play­ing at the 1st Annual Red­neck Expo & Golf Cart Rally that’s here in town.

The Pur­ple Whale passed the 17,000 mile level near Span­ish Fort, MS.

16,000 Peanut Farms

Some­where out­side Fort Gaines, Ga the Pur­ple Whale sur­passed the 16,000 mile mark. Today we vis­ited 2 Geor­gia State Parks and a State Con­ser­va­tion Park. We scored caches in 3 GA DeLorme Map Pages and 11 Geor­gia Coun­ties. Along the road today we spot­ted a fox squir­rel, a tur­tle and a field mouse. We also spot­ted Jesus car­ry­ing a cross and a naked lady with a lizard in her hair.

15,000 Calories

Miss me?

Spent last week in Matthews/Mint Hill, NC “learn­ing” how to pro­gram our new Mori Seki NTX100-SZ to turn, lit­er­ally, raw steel into parts that in turn go into valves which make the world go round. I was not alone in this endeavor, thank good­ness, a real CNC pro­gramer (Hi, Mark!) and 2 guys that are going to be the machine’s oper­a­tors came along with me.

We drove up early Mon­day morn­ing and spent the next 5 days in class soak­ing up all we could about how to use a CAM pro­gram called Esprit. We can only hope it was enough…

Between all that learnin’ we did a whole lot of eat­ing. There were four break­fast buf­fets at the hotel and you know me and buf­fets, I eat a lot at them to make sure I get my money’s worth, even though Uncle ASCO was pay­ing. The school pro­vided all 5 lunches from local places and they were very good and all of them were larger than I nor­mally eat. Of the four evening meals, two of them were at Razzoo’s, where it is impos­si­ble to stop eat­ing once you start in on their over-sized plates of food. Plus there were Rat Toes to con­sume as an appetizer.

Some­where just north of Colum­bia, SC the Pur­ple Whale passed the 15,000 mile mark.

Started down, went up, back down, back up, down again, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1126

14,000 Orange Trees

The return trip from the Land of Orange Trees was an adven­ture. First I for­got to cre­ate a pocket query for the three remain­ing coun­ties we wanted to get in south Geor­gia. Then we couldn’t find free Wi-Fi any­where for me to get online to make one. When we did find free wi-fi at Mickey D’s the charge on the lap­top bat­tery was so low it was insuf­fi­cient to get the query infor­ma­tion down­loaded to the GPSr and PDA.

We walked over to a Cracker Bar­rel from McDon­alds for lunch and as we were led to a table Donna asked if there was one near an out­let (so we could charge up the lap­top.) The host­ess made a sharp left and seated us across the room from where she was orig­i­nal intend­ing to place us. This turned out to be a lit­tle good, wall plug, and very bad, because when our wait­ress arrived with Donna’s water and my sweet tea she promptly spilled both big glasses on the table and on me. Donna didn’t get wet, but I got a kind of wet/damp on one sleeve and both upper pant legs.

After the pre lunch “bath”, things were noth­ing but bet­ter, as we were now out of Florida, off the awful Inter­state and onto the beau­ti­ful back roads of Geor­gia. But first, one of the caches we needed (Lown­des County) was within walk­ing dis­tance of the Cracker Bar­rel. As a bonus it turned out that not only did it sat­isfy the county, but was also worth a needed Delorme page.

Cache num­ber two, which was for Lanier County, took us to the lovely small town of Lake­land, GA. The “Wel­come To” pro­claimed it was the the Georgia’s His­toric Mural City. On our cir­cuitous route through town on GA135 we didn’t see any murals…until we crossed Main Street where we noticed a lot of folks dressed up and sev­eral Model A Fords parked. We quickly parked, jumped out and walked towards the excite­ment. They were film­ing some­thing with the towns folks pos­ing near a build­ing with one of the murals. We asked a cou­ple of the locals who were watch­ing like we were, but didn’t get a real solid answer. Once the thing broke up we wan­dered around a bit found a few of the appar­ently many inter­est­ing murals.

The last cache we found counted for Atkin­son County and was called “Willa­coochee Choo Choo” and I’ll let my geocaching.com log do the talk­ing here:

Just from the title I was wor­ried about this one. Lit­tle Red Cabooses are our kryp­tonite and we had already lucked out and found one on this trip, so I just knew we would never find this one! Thanks for this not being a mag­netic key holder stuck some­where on the thou­sands of square feet of metal on the under­car­riage of a train car.

It was just a plain ol’ 35mm film can­is­ter well inte­grated into the environment.

13,000 Geocaches

Well, we are 1/13th of the way there after today. Our 1,000th find came in the town of East­man, GA at a his­tor­i­cal home that is now a museum, open only by appoint­ment. The find hap­pened in typ­i­cal fash­ion, the GPSr led us to the base of a tree with a nice bit of shrub­bery all around its base, the per­fect spot to hide a cache, but it wasn’t there. Believe me, we tried to make it be there, we each walked all around the tree twice, sep­a­rately, but it just wasn’t there. We then checked a cou­ple of sur­round­ing trees and bushes with the same lack of dis­cov­ery. Finally I started look­ing under the porch of the house and there it was, thirty eight feet from GZ.

The Pur­ple Whale passed the 13,000 mile mark some where between the 1,000 find and the town of Abbeville, GA where the above court house is.

Mileage Matters

The Pur­ple Whale joined our auto­mo­tive sta­ble at the end of last April, approx­i­mately 9 months ago, and since then we have put 12,000 miles on it.

From the time the Emperor was new in Novem­ber of 2003 until the Sonata showed up in April 2011, a total of 7 years and 5 months, we drove it, our only car, for 120,000 miles. If you break that down into miles per 9 month period it comes to a lit­tle bit over 12,000 miles.

So on the sur­face it looks like our dri­ving habits haven’t changed much, 12k miles around every 9 months, but not really. The Miata, in that same April 2011 to Jan­u­ary 2012 time frame, has also been dri­ven 5,000 miles. This means our cars have been dri­ven 17,000 in the past nine months. And it is not because I’m dri­ving one car and Donna is dri­ving the other, when one car is mov­ing the other is parked.

I guess I’m going to have to go back and read this blog for that time period and see if we have trav­eled more than normal.

Started down, went went up, back down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1106

12,000 Men in Blue and Gray

On the way back from HHI we grabbed a cache in another State Park in the Sand­hills Chal­lenge, Rivers Bridge.

Easy walk to the cache. We swapped out a cou­ple SC Parks items for a cou­ple of McToys and a cov­eted South of the Bor­der bumper stickers.

After find­ing the cache we walked the mile straight trail to visit the bat­tle­field. I guess because we are close to the anniver­sary of the actual Feb­ru­ary 2nd & 3rd bat­tle there were a group a Civil War re-enacters tour­ing the site as well. We stopped and lis­tened as one gen­tle­man read a let­ter from a Con­fed­er­ate sur­vivor of the battle.

Thanks for bring­ing us here.

On Feb­ru­ary 2, 1865, a Con­fed­er­ate force under Maj. Gen. Lafayette McLaws held the cross­ings of the Salke­hatchie River against the advance of the right wing of Sherman’s Army. Fed­eral sol­diers began build­ing bridges across the swamp to bypass the road block. In the mean­time, Union columns worked to get on the Con­fed­er­ates’ flanks and rear. On Feb­ru­ary 3, two Union brigades waded the swamp down­stream and assaulted McLaws’s right. McLaws retreated toward Branchville after stalling Sherman’s advance for only one day.

Although his­tor­i­cally not a large bat­tle, the Bat­tle at River’s Bridge was sig­nif­i­cant because it is the last defen­sive effort of the Con­fed­er­ates against the march of Sherman’s army to Colum­bia. Actu­ally, only in total, approx­i­mately 6,200 sol­diers were involved in this bat­tle — 5,000 Union sol­diers, and 1,200 Con­fed­er­ate. 262 men were killed — 92 Union and 170 Confederate.

Some­where on I-95 North this morn­ing the Pur­ple Whale passed over the 12,000 mile mark.

11,000 Episodes

100 episodes is the usual limit that once a TV show passes, it becomes eli­gi­ble for syn­di­ca­tion, and appar­ently, The Big Bang The­ory has recently crossed that thresh­old, because it is on all over the place.

Being a minor geek, I of course had heard about the show, but never watched it. Until now.

BBT has now replaced Two and a Half Men as our 7 to 8 PM must see TV as it airs then on the local CBS affil­i­ate. It is also on TBS, where if desired you can waste all of Tues­day night away watch­ing back to back episodes for 3 solid hours.

The Pur­ple Whale crossed the eleven thou­sand mile thresh­old on Sunday.

10,000 Miles To Egypt

Some­where a lit­tle south of Egypt, GA the Sonata passed the 10,000 mile plateau. I was hop­ing for a Wel­come To sign to add to my Trav­els With Brian gallery, but there was none and really the only thing to dis­tin­guish Egypt from any other stretch of south Geor­gia road was that I had to slow to 45MPH for about a 1/4 mile as we passed a crossroads.

The photo is of a M3A1 Stu­art Tank used in WWII from Thursday’s stop at the Geor­gia Vet­er­ans State Park.

9,000 Gallons of Black Oil

This is what the Pur­ple Whale looks like reflected in the side of a tanker truck, pos­si­bly car­ry­ing Black Oil, on one of Eisenhower’s Inter­state High­ways. Early this morn­ing, some­where not too far from Aiken the Sonata’s dig­i­tal odome­ter blipped past the 9,000 mile mark.

We searched for a total of 10 caches today and found 7, while DNF­ing 3. Those finds were very pro­duc­tive though, as they did net 7 GA Coun­ties, 2 GA Delorme pages and one State Park.

8,000 Pieces of Risky Business

Spent the day look­ing for more of those caches in the RISK Series. We found Argentina, Cen­tral Amer­ica, Green­land, Ice­land, North Africa, North­ern Europe, North­west Ter­ri­tory, Ural, West­ern Aus­tralia & Secret Mis­sion #1. Twenty five down and twenty one to go.

If we had trav­eled to all those places we might have had to drive the Sonata more than the 8,000 miles it now has on its odometer.

7,000 Widgets

Went to SOUTH-TEC 2011 Expo, AKA the Char­lotte Tool Show, today with some co-workers. We were there to place eye­balls on a new fancy-schmancy CNC machine we bought and won’t take deliv­ery of for another 16 weeks. And of course, wan­der every aisle and mar­vel at all the wid­gets on dis­play, while man­ag­ing to score free pens, cheap bags and multi-colored lan­yards to give away to the unlucky souls back home who didn’t get to go. We might have even picked up some use­ful information.

When I first heard we going it was in the company’s Ford 9-passenger van. Ick, who wants to spend 3 hours each way in that thing. When it was con­firmed that it was just 4 total going, I offered to drive the group in the Pur­ple Whale. Even with it rain­ing for almost all of the trip, I def­i­nitely enjoyed dri­ving in my own car than rid­ing in that van for 340 miles.

Some­where just south of the South Car­olina state line on the way home the Sonata hit the 7,000 mile mark.

6,000 Boards of Knotty Pine

We are in a cabin out­side Gatlin­burg, TN tonight, shar­ing the place with Donna’s old­est brother and his wife. We are here because we are vis­it­ing with some cousins of Donna & Jim from Canada who are in the area while on their vaca­tion. Because we passed right by, at about the right time, we had to have lunch at our favorite place in Hen­der­son­ville, West First. They had the whole of down­town Hen­der­son­ville, NC blocked off for a clas­sic car show, so we had to walk a lit­tle extra bit to get to the restau­rant. But that was no real incon­ve­nience because there was plenty of cool old auto­mo­tive iron to see, but only one was pixel wor­thy, this spir­i­tual suc­ces­sor to the Miata, a 1965 Lotus Elan.

The Sonata passed the six thou­sand mile mark some­where between Gatlin­burg and the White Oak Lodge & Resort

5,000 Train Cars


We orig­i­nally thought that when we returned from out west, we would use the remain­ing days of the week on vaca­tion to go Geor­gia State Park geo­caching. Then, while we were on vaca­tion, we thought we might just go back to work on Thurs­day & Fri­day, to save the vaca­tion days for use at another time. Well, we ended up going with Plan A.

Spent about 15 min­utes with a cou­ple of train enthu­si­asts chat­ting rail­road­ing while we waited for a train to pass by here at the Folk­ston (GA) Fun­nelFrom WikipediaWith vir­tu­ally all rail traf­fic headed to Florida pass­ing through Folk­ston, the rail lines through the city have acquired the nick­name “The Folk­ston Fun­nel”. As many as 60 trains a day pass through Folk­ston head­ing into and out of Florida, which some years draws ten times as many rail­fans as peo­ple who live in the city. To pro­vide for a safe (and advan­ta­geous) view­ing sit­u­a­tion, the town has fol­lowed the exam­ple of another high-density rail town, Rochelle, Illi­nois, and has built a plat­form for vis­i­tors, along with pic­nic tables, chairs, BBQ pits, restrooms, and grills. And at night, lights shine from the plat­form onto the dou­ble rail so if some­one wanted to, he or she could watch after sun­set. Trains that come from the north move south toward Savan­nah, go through the Folk­ston Fun­nel, and arrive in Jack­sonville. Trains that come from Florida do the same, just the oppo­site direc­tion. At the cov­ered view­ing plat­form, there is an active scan­ner run­ning and vis­i­tors can lis­ten to train engi­neers as they run the trains through. As of 2006, there is also free WiFi for lap­top users.

The Pur­ple Wale passes 5,000 miles some­where near Dublin, GA. We find 8 geo­caches in 6 dif­fer­ent coun­ties, also fill in 3 DeLorme pages and snag 1 State Park.

4000 Picofarads

The Sonata passed the 4,000 mile mark on the way to a friend’s house this evening.

A week ago I received a piece of mail from Ama­zon inform­ing me that they had made it eas­ier to use my accu­mu­lated reward points right at the check out page and that I had a whop­ping $27.61 points avail­able. Donna was feel­ing expan­sive, so she said go ahead and spend them. And because I have been such a good boy I could have an extra ten bucks to cover ship­ping. I really didn’t need any­thing in that price range and briefly con­sid­ered a stuffed pur­ple whale for the back deck of the Pur­ple Whale, but instead opted to upgrade my cheapo com­puter speak­ers to some slightly more expen­sive ones — Cyber Acoustics 3 pc Subwoofer/Satellite Sys­tem.

Last night I installed the speak­ers. First up was to remove the old set and if your PC setup is any­thing like mine, it required a trip under the desk to the land of the Dust Bun­nies who live under the moun­tains of Power Strips and Volt­age Con­vert­ers. I sorted through the hang­ing wires round­ing up the ones asso­ci­ated with the old speak­ers, unplug­ging here and there until I had the two small satel­lite speak­ers, the 3″ cube that passed for a sub­woofer and the power plug/converter in a pile in the bot­tom of the trash can. The new setup went together with lit­tle issue and sounds leaps and bounds bet­ter than the one it replaced.

This after­noon I needed to recharge some AA bat­ter­ies so I placed them inside the charger that rests on the right side of my com­puter desk. I leave the lit­tle sucker unplugged because the man­ual for it said that doing so would increase its lifes­pan. When I plugged the the con­nec­tor into the back of it, noth­ing hap­pened. Hmmm, usu­ally the dis­play fires up so you can mon­i­tor the charg­ing process. Think­ing I might have dis­lodged its power con­verter plug when installing the speak­ers I returned to the Land of the Dust Bun­nies. I fol­lowed the wire down to the power strip and, nope, it was plugged in. I unplugged it and looked at the back of it. It read Altec. Uh oh, that was the brand name of the speak­ers I just took off. So I rooted around in the trash to retrieve the power plug that I had mis­tak­enly thrown away. Hooked up the cor­rect power thingy to the charger and the dis­play was still blank. Dang.

The photo above shows what hap­pens to capac­i­tors* when 9V AC is applied to where 3V DC is sup­posed to go. So not only am I hard on bat­ter­ies, their charg­ers are none to safe around me either.

*I have no clue if these are 4,000 pico­farads or not, but when I looked up farad on wikipedia this phrase caught my eye, When speak­ing of capac­i­tor val­ues a pico­farad is some­times referred to as a “puff” or “pic”, as in “a ten puff capac­i­tor”. Kind of apt as the capac­i­tors in this charger sure went up in a puff of smoke…

101110111000

On the way to Colum­bia today the Pur­ple Whale passed through the 3,000 mile mark. We were going there to do a lit­tle geo­caching and we ended up find­ing 3 caches and not find­ing three caches. And as expected one of the ones we didn’t find was the rea­son for the whole trip (this might be a blog post of the future.) This evening I washed the Sonata, so it would stop being jeal­ous of the Miata which got a bath on Friday.

2,000 Foot-Candles

A few months back I moved into a new addi­tion to our build­ing. Today Donna got to move into the newly remod­eled office space on the oppo­site end of the front office from where she was. Like those of us out back, every one up there got shiny new cubi­cles, with shiny new mod­u­lar fur­ni­ture inside shiny new short walls.

Sev­eral years back, when the com­pany pres­i­dent made one of his quar­terly state of the com­pany addresses he told us that he likes low walled cubi­cles because they fos­tered com­mu­ni­ca­tion, so now instead of the pre­vi­ous 60″ high walls every­one now has 48″ sur­round­ings. Fos­ter com­mu­ni­ca­tion is cor­po­rate double-speak for I want to be able stand on one end of the office space and sur­vey my row of min­ions like a proud farm­ers look­ing over his acres of rows of corn. What I have found out on the serf level is that fos­ter­ing com­mu­ni­ca­tions really means that you can hear everyone’s con­ver­sa­tions, busi­ness and per­sonal, every shuf­fle of paper and every burp and fart for a 6 cubi­cle radius.

More inter­est­ing is in Donna’s area, as opposed to mine, is that they installed alter­nat­ing rows of 2′ x 4′ flo­res­cent light fix­tures and the same size white tiles for the entire length of the 70′ long room. The effect is lit­er­ally blind­ing. The car­pet is a light tan/gray, the walls are a light beige, the cubi­cal walls are light gray and the desk sur­faces are light beige. The effect is some­what akin to stand­ing on the side of the planet Mer­cury that faces the sun. OSHA states the min­i­mum light­ing for office spaces is to be 30 foot-candles, they don’t list a max­i­mum, but my guess is the title of this post is not too far off to what it is in this new area. By the after­noon, Donna’s eyes hurt so bad that she put on her sun­glasses at her desk. Tomor­row she is tak­ing in a visor…

The Pur­ple Whale passed the 2,000 mile mark on the way home from the brightly lit cube farm.

1,000 Raindrops

The Sonata passed the thou­sand mile mark on its way to DD this morn­ing in an inter­mit­tent rain.

If you stick around on a page here for more than 10 sec­onds you will notice that I have indeed added a photo of the Pur­ple Whale to the ban­ner. I cheated and just “pho­to­shopped” it over the top of the Emperor. I’m not sure I like it for a few of rea­sons, 1) the sud­den blast of blue in an oth­er­wise maroon and gray page, b) the cars rel­a­tive scales and iii) it looks photoshopped.

It looks like the only thing that can keep the Red Sox from beat­ing the Angels is the rain. It is tied 0–0 in the 5th inning at Fen­way and the tarp is on the field. Look­ing at the Weather Chan­nel map the rain will taper off about 11:00 PM, so if they do play this I’ll be read­ing about it in the morning.