Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
This Blog started in 2001 as a Trip Log to record a summer in Alaska. Since then, it has morphed into my online diary.
Yesterday, I did not take in the nude bike race, but rather the Hawaiian Cultural Festival at the Indian Museum.
Decided to take Lightroom for a 30 day test drive. Since it is a $200 chunk of not-Unix software – it has got to prove its worth. So, to that end, I am starting a 30 Squares in 30 Days photography project. Each day a new – square – photo. Processed with Lightroom.
Always check to see if it is “gay pride” weekend before you get on public transit. Otherwise, you’ll end up like I did this afternoon. Thinking “where did all these people come from?”. If I had only known… I would not have missed the “nude bike ride” among other events.
Oh yes, there were also about 35 kids on a school trip in my car in addition to 5 swarthy men speaking some unknown language each carrying a 12 kilo bag of what I sure was hoping was rice. One of the men kept blocking the door open at each station. Maybe he was afraid of the pierced lesbians who were next to him.
And, somewhere under the Potomac River the subway stopped. It was time to fire off a prayer to the Metro Goddess.
But, a nice young man gave me a seat.
No photos. Do you really think I would whip out a camera in the middle of all that?
Took the day off from the volunteer job. Took the day off from vigorous exercise, excessive technology and just about everything else. Also took the day off from the big brick camera and used the little one with an IR filter. Infrared seems very suitable for grave yards. And a fine grave yard it is too. Columbia Gardens Cemetery – check it out if your want a nice walk.
WordPress keeps trying to get me to install the “new improved” version. And the photo gallery thing that I haven’t figured out completely also wants me to “upgrade”. Next rainy day – I’ll get around to it. Maybe.
Notes to old people: Infrared is very flattering to aging skin. And Carlton’s converter boxed analog TV’s are working.
Walking home from (volunteer) work today, I almost stepped on these ducks. It seems that neither of us was paying attention to where we were going. Real question is why were the ducks on the sidewalk? Guess they are tired of having wet feet, too.
Went to Fort McNair to see the Canadian Army Band tonight. But, the concert was call due to rain. Wouldn’t want to get those fuzzy hats wet. I got to see them marching back to their bus.
And, it didn’t actually rain. They just thought it might rain.
Whatever happens is what I planned. Then I went marching back to the subway.
The trip to the dentist wasn’t but so bad. Actually, it was a trip to see Melinda the Malicious. My dentist just had a baby and she is out for a while. But, the hygienist, she was there. Power washed my gums.
Thinking about moving many of my photo collections into this version of the blog.
There is a lot I have to learn about this plugin/feature. So, I’ll leave things like this for the time being. Stay tuned, boys and girls.
Well, I figured out how to get the images sorted in the correct order. (June 12)
Time for my summer photo fun, hunting for the perfect bee shot. And, the best magnolia.
But, let’s bitch. I am a senior. Hate that title. I am an old person. You can only be a senior citizen if there are junior citizens. And sophomore citizens. What’s wrong with just being old?
Well one thing wrong is being bombarded day and night with messages like this one:
We anticipate there will be a lot of seniors who come out of the woodwork when they realize their TVs go black,” said Theresa Lambert, who leads the digital TV outreach efforts for the National Association of Area Agencies on Aging. “No matter how much information is out there, it’s not until those TVs go dark that you get their attention.”
Hello World, us old people didn’t actually invent the Internet – Al Gore did that – and we didn’t invent the computer or the television – our parents and grand parents did that. We are not Luddites. We designed, built, repaired, operated and programmed those big iron computing machines. Machines that supported the Manhattan Project, machines that landed men on the moon and got them back home. Ray Tomlinson actually invented E-Mail. And he is a senior. We can figure out converter boxes.
Found some more pictures to sort. No surprise there. I am no where near finished. 2005, 2006 are all done and 2001 is almost done. 2001 is all cataloged. But, some additional deleting is required.
Been thinking entirely too much about getting a new camera. I want a new lens for my L1. But, the one I want isn’t available. I am on a wait list for one. Sort of like being on a list for Hermes bags. We know that Hermes will keep making bags. Not so sure about my lens, not much market for thousand dollar lenses for an extinct line of camera.
So, I went an snagged a couple of songs from iTunes. As if 6 days of music isn’t enough. But you can never have too many tunes.
Not doing much on a rainy Friday. I did my forced march around the inside of the building. And, the dog walkers exercised their charges by tossing tennis balls up and down the hall ways.
It is the American way. We the people have the right to TV, but not to health care. If you are one the unfortunates that have neither cable nor digital TV’s – that would be Carlton – our government will send you a coupon for $40 off a converter box. And, if you can not figure out how to set up your converter box – the government will send an Americorps person to your house to set it up. (Carlton had me set up his converter boxes.)
All things considered, wouldn’t you rather have a government who would send you a coupon for $40 off your medical care. And, a doctor to check on you in your home when you are ill.
Yesterday morning, I was just Peg. This evening, I am an old woman. My medicine cabinet is outfitted with not one, but two, blood pressure drugs. I have to go get lab stuff done tomorrow. And get EKG. And, I have to go back and see the Doc in less than 2 weeks. I suppose I should be glad that she thinks I’ll be alive 12 days from now.
But, how is that for medical service. Within 24 hours I decided to see a doctor, I got an appointment and saw a doctor. All thanks to our county’s Outpatient Clinic. It is cheap. $38 a visit. Your doctor is a resident. But, heck, if you were in Medora North Dakota or Skagway Alaska – your medical care provider would be a nurse or a vet. So, figure it is a good value. My two drugs were selected from the $4 list from Target and WalMart. The waiting room leaves much to be desired. And, the exam rooms are sort of Motel 6-ish. But, the residents are from a fine medical school.
I think I need a treat. Maybe a new toy.