No moving 2day

on the orange line

After I found myself unpacking a packed box because … well, I decided it was time to call a halt to all things moving until tomorrow.

It’s good to be a citizen of the Commonwealth of Virginia. Our governor has brought back “Confederate History Month”, but he seems to have forgotten that his team lost. And our Attorney General seems to have doubts about the constitutionality of the US Constitution. Bring back the Articles of Confederation. Hummm … Lots of confederate going on around here. Now, where is my Confederate money?

moving melt down…

maybe I should get one of these? $130

Having a little moving meltdown. That is to be expected. So, I stopped for a little online window shopping. Since Mr C dissed my decorating skills I have been trying to reconsider some of my decorating choices. I have decided that milk crates – even genuine milk crates – personally stolen from a real dairy – are not suitable end tables when one is closer to 70 than 60.

Can someone tell me why one would need to hire a decorator?  Could a decorator tell my why I need a “Belmont Toilet Tissue Holder” with a 1 year guarantee? Seems to me that every indoor  toilet that I ever had had a nearby wall mounted paper holder.  Some folk have more money than sense.

Took the unloved working computer stuff to the Goodwill and the dead stuff to the recycling place today. And packed 2 more boxes.  Three weeks until moving day – trying to knock out 10 boxes a week. Plus one or two trips to the Goodwill. The Goodwill missions have to take place when Mr C isn’t watching. He doesn’t want to get rid of anything. Ever. Our new apartment is bigger – but has two fewer closets, and  less kitchen cabinet space. So, a little downsizing required.

Moving into moving mode

Packed one box today. That makes two boxes down and 28 to go.

Carlton went to the new apartment and measured the closets. He did this without being asked.

Tomorrow, Carlton and I, for no apparent reason, are having an “open house” to help sell our unit.

And, something for Easter. You can get all manner of catholic apps for your apple stuff.

The author of this app must have flunked Sister Mary David's English class

You can phone your “Do three rosaries” in. There are also novena apps and stations apps.

List #3 – Pre Going Home

Huge shave ice
The other day some kids were trying to finish a huge shave ice.
  1. get flat rate boxes – DONE
  2. decide what goes to Salvation Army.
  3. decide what gets mailed
    • Wetsuit
    • Mask and snorkel
    • FX01 and underwater housing and charger
    • All that personal care/bathroom stuff
  4. Boxes OK? – if not try different sizes
  5. decide what to carry home.
    • The Airness and brick
    • The 2 external drives
    • The L1 and extra lens and charger
    • The iPod and it’s charger
    • Cell Phone Charger
  6. decide what stays
  7. Anything left over?

It’s all about the stuff, isn’t it?

Shark with pad Thai sauce and cone sushi today for lunch. And a whole bunch of real 100% Kona Coffee.

Noticed that the “conservative convention” or what ever it is named Ron Paul as their choice for president in a straw vote. Things are getting stranger and stranger… May you live in interesting times. BTW – Confucius didn’t say that. I think John Kennedy did and mis-attributed the saying to the Chinese.

culling right along

fewer photos
fewer photos

Did a bunch of deleting today. I really have learned to enjoy Lightroom and will buy a copy when LR 3.0 is released. But, if LR 3.0 will not read the LR 3.0 Beta catalog – I’ll be hating life.

Getting the images from the first decade of the 21st century done is New Years Resolution #1.

Resolution #2 is to change my “important” password. I have used the same “important” password for too long. I am happy with Keypass – so that shouldn’t be too hard. I just have to come up with a new “important” password. Rememberable but not too hackable.

I have an idea about “body scanners” for airlines. First, if “they” want to scan me – have at it, boys. Heck, they could strip search me. But, PLEASE, don’t make me stay in my seat with my hands on the arm rests – without my iPod, book, snacks, and blanket. Anyone who doesn’t want to be scanned could be handcuffed.

Still more from the xmas parade

Kona Xmas Parade - 2009
Killer Angels

In the Pagans vs Christians Holiday Parade – this is my favorite Christian entry – giant killer angels. The angels passed out “Test-a-mints”. Of course, I took some. Didn’t read the bible verse — but gobbled down the mint part.

Since we are on the Christian theme – wouldn’t it be great if Oral Roberts came back from the dead?

politics and medicine aside…

Walker - Groundskeeper

Walker – our next “room” neighbor and hotel groundskeeper

Politics and medicine aside… I bet that if the government had said that we don’t need as many colonoscopies there would not be outraged cries of “government rationing” but rather dancing in the streets.

Oops the power just went off – but for some the internet seems to be hanging on. Will quickly post this.

Lunch is late these days – 3:30pm today. But it was worth the wait. Yellowfin Tuna – 4 minutes in the steamer bag seasoned only with pepper, lemon and a little butter. Rice, avocado and tomato to round out the meal. Around 8:30, we’ll have a little turkey sandwich with some fresh pineapple.

entirely too tranquil…

I am entirely too contented. A little warm air, a little sun on my porch, a cup of coffee, my iPod … life is good.

So, maybe the world is going to end in Dec 2012. I doubt it. It will be damned interesting if it does. I wouldn’t miss it for the world. But, that bozo in Colorado – Richard Heene – father of Balloon Boy – seems that he believes that the world is going to end in 2012 – so he needs to make a lot of money real fast. Earth to Richard… if you really believe – you will max out your credit cards and live large until Dec 21, 2012. Then, poof.

While I am at it – Why exactly should us old people be getting $250? Aren’t we the same selfish people of have been saying “keep your mitts off my medicare – we got ours and we ain’t going to share”?

And, I noticed that Obama’s staff scolded the Wall Street types for taking HUGE bonuses. I could stand all manner if verbal abuse for the kind of money they got. More than $250, I am guessing. Along with good health care.

Now, for something fun. Photoshop Disasters Check them out.

new neighbor

We have a new construction crane in the neighborhood.
We have a new construction crane in the neighborhood.

Nice day today.

I went down to the Mall to take in the Bi-Annual Solar Decathlon.

Watching the evening news. Now I am mad. I always knew that congress persons had darn good health insurance – mostly paid for by us kiddies. But, what I didn’t know, and hope isn’t true, even after the bastards get out of office – being voted out, scared out, or run out – they and their families continue being covered. Until they reach 65. Isn’t that wonderfully self-serving behavior? I hope this is just poor reporting. I hope we are not still providing health insurance to losers from the past. Bad enough we have to pay for the incumbent crooks.

More about the Solar Decathlon later.

i so need one of these

dog couch - frontgate
dog couch - frontgate

The dog couch. Extra large, which would fit me, costs 169 bucks. On sale. Monogrammed pillow an extra $20. Looks nicer than my furniture. Damn comfy looking too. I can see me curled up on the dog sofa.

Our best-in-class Comfy Pet Couch is crafted as well as sofas designed for people. Ultra-plush, this pet couch offers unsurpassed support that ordinary dog beds can’t match. We’ll also toss in a personalized bone pillow. Now that’s a treat any dog would love!

  • Inside, a 3″-thick orthopedic foam cushion and lofty spun-polyester fill relieve pressure points and provide support
  • Outside, breathable microvelvet, 8 times stronger than cotton, keeps pets comfortable in all seasons
  • Removable couch covers are machine washable

EARTH TO SHOPPERS – Dogs like PEOPLE sofas.

The real question is “What was I doing at Frontgate.com?”  I saw a print ad for the dog sofa in today’s WSJ. I had to find out more.

A no-tech weekend on tap

Heading off to the wilds of Lake Anna for the weekend. I am making it into a modified no-technology retreat. Oh I am taking the L1 w/new killer lens and the iPod and maybe the charger for the pod. But, that is it. No computer. No online. For 48 – 72 hours depending on how long we stay. Doesn’t that sound like fun boys and girls.

I really hate the country. Peace, solitude, maybe deers that jump out in front of your car. Yellow jackets and snakes too. The lake is warm. That is the good news. The bad news is that it is warmed by a nuclear power plant. Sigh.

If I survive life in the country then I get to move on to a visit to the dentist, a mammogram and cystocopy. These are strung out like little “jewels” during the rest of September.

I just decided – the iPod charger is definitely making the trip. Tunes to out shout the buzz of insects.

Look on the darker side maybe there will be stars. We don’t have stars in the city. Sometimes I feel like I am living in the Isaac Asimov sci-fi classic Nightfall.

So, if I don’t blog for a few days I haven’t died. I am just enjoying pastoral solitude – cemeteries are like that too.

Truth in bitching. We have yellow jackets in the city too.