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Hangin’ In

Today’s the end of August. i was laid off the end of June. In two months, i’ve found i can only stand so much – i cleaned my den today. i feel Washington DC should be nuked, Utah may be scenic but it’s fast losing it’s appeal, and the world in general is going to hell in a handbasket.

i borrowed the in-laws lawnmower today, and as i finished, the neighbor kids kept riding their bikes in my driveway. One even got off and walked into my backyard as i finished cleaning up. i said “You’ll have to leave, i’m locking the gate” and the loud fat-assed neighbor from across the street said “How rude!”.

In my day, i would never consider trespassing a neighbors’ yard. Here, we have the local busy body defending the ankle biters right to traipse wherever their undisciplined will lead them. Forgive me, but the indecision to clock fat ass or cookie cruncher allowed the whelp to safely step into his yard. i’m not as willing to risk jail as i once was. Neighbors 1, homeowner 0.

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At World’s End

Did a Pirates of the Caribbean marathon, and took away three things;

a) Johnny Depp is my generations’ best actor

b) ‘The world is not getting smaller, there’s just less to it’ – Captain Jack Sparrow

c) “It’s a small world after all” could be a theme song for the 21st century.

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Last Saturday we went to our favorite eatery in Box Elder County (if that’s not one of the nation’s best names for a county, i don’t know what is) after contributing to our retirement fund.

This weekend, a front moves in with sustained winds of 50mph. i always knew Wyoming sucked, because Utah’s windy . . .
Today is the weekend before Thanksgiving – one of my favorite times of the year. They’re only expecting me to show up for work three times next week.
With a half season of Jazz tix and three home games next week, i’m not going very far.

Jazz vs Clippers-1102

i get to work at home as well as at work – just ordered another mobo for all the parts i had laying around, enough to put another machine together. i swear to all that is holy i will throw every computer part out, once i get this damned Frankenmachine going – everything i’ve squirreled away that doesn’t contribute to my network. After being a PC enthusiast/paid worker for the last 15 years, i’ve got a small mountain of parts and screws laying around.

Being six weeks before this year ends, and the fact that it’s dark when i both go to work and come home, the next quarter is dedicated to cleaning up my picture library. i leave you with a capture fom 2008, my trip to New York

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[original jpg redone in Photoshop cs5, with 'Perfectly clear' plug-in enhancements.]

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One awesome trip, and 17 years of good luck

Rings

Rings

Here it is, September 15th. A week and a half since i celebrated my wedding anniversary. i was on vacation on the actual day, the picture above was from when Tania and i were on a ferry. We went to Canada – Victoria B.C. i could blame the database being down on the website, but the truth is, i shot 67 gigabytes of pictures and have been wading through them.

What a splendid vacation, and what a beautiful place – we went to the northwest corner of the country, then sneaked out for a couple of days – and were shown around Washington by our friends Kevin and Lori, locals to the area. We found ourselves in Seattle on the evening of the fourth, trying to get a table @ The Crab Pot

the Crab Pot

the Crab Pot

and found a wait of two hours. seriously? heard good stuff about it, but c’mon – we were hungry. So we put our name down on a list and wandered down to the end of the pier. Where we found The Fisherman

The Fisherman

The Fisherman

i really wanted a shrimp cocktail, but the waitress talked me out of it. Why? Because we got the ‘crab feast’ and she was right – it was a full meal. (i tipped her nicely, if you were wondering.) What a nice end to the day, i sneaked out on the pier as the sun went down (pictures to follow) and we made our way back to a hotel.

What a nice day, one of six thousand and twenty-five . . .

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Father’s Day, fishing, and the vacuum cleaner

Three weeks of June are gone. There’s a new U.S. Open golf champion, today is Father’s Day, and i got to use my fishing license for the first time this year . . .

Father in law, Captain of the scow

Father in law, Captain of the scow

My Father in law took us to Strawberry Reservoir to go fishing. i can’t think of a better way to spend a day.

Then the reality hits that the fish aren’t biting, it’s still spring in Utah, and the Open is being played. It started off a nice day (besides the fact the motor wouldn’t start) and got progressively more Hasson. By that, i mean the fish finder was in ‘demo mode’, showing us a whole Sunday School of fish – but it was an electronic mirage. Smooth sailing turned to wind and chop. Nothing was biting, except the wind that picked up off the lake. By noon, we decided to pull up and eat a sandwich.

View from the Lodge

View from the Lodge

We weren’t the only ones to call it a day – there was traffic everywhere, and for the first fifty miles, most of it pulling boats. It looked like all the dad’s were rushing home to see the U.S. Open, when Tiger and Phil and Ernie all had a chance to win a major. Dustin Johnson started the day with a three stroke lead and promptly endeared himself to hackers everywhere, with a triple bogey followed by a double bogey followed by a bogey enroute to a smooth sunday score more like an amateur flight at the local muni as opposed to the last round of our country’s premier golfing event. An event played out at Pebble Beach, a California links course thousands of miles from Northern Ireland.

An event won by an Irishman, the first time since 1970 someone from the U.K. won the event. It did not suck, unless you were a golfing superstar, an American golfing superstar to be more specific.

i bring up things that suck because i cleaned the man-cave today, and in a rare concession to modern appliances and contrary to everything Father’s Day stands for, i ran the vacuum cleaner in my den. It left behind various bits and pieces, so i can say, it didn’t suck either . . .

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D – Day, golf, porterhouse steaks, and a rainbow

What do they have in common? i celebrated each, in it’s turn, today. Sixty Six years after the landing at Normandy, today’s world bears little resemblance to that one. The wars we are fighting today are not against a conventional enemy, and we cannot mount an Operation Overlord that would establish a beach head on enemy soil. We are already there, fighting an enemy that is more an idea than a regulated army. A Fourteenth century idea, but an idea nonetheless. . .

We went to Meadowbrook today, and played nine holes. My play was atrocious, but like Utah weather there were glimpses of something nice. i putted especially well.

After golf we threw a couple of steaks on the bar b que. A little sangria, and settled in to watch ‘Treme’ (one of the best shows imho, an American original – much like the city it portrays). As we watched, i had opened the door to the back patio. The sun was out, but we heard the tell-tale patter of big drops on the awning. Rain, accompanied by intermittent thunder and lightning.

i went on the back patio to see which direction the lightning was happening, and i saw it

rainbow

rainbow

In the West, threatening clouds gray and menacing. In the East, the last rays on the mountain and a rainbow. A pretty way to end the first week in June . . .

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Memorial Day weekend, 2010

Memorial Day sunrise

Memorial Day sunrise

From last year, a picture of our flag. This year, i spent time at Wheeler farm on Saturday, and we went to Wendover Sunday. We are going golfing today, and all in all welcome the unofficial beginning of summer.

Wheeler Farm is right in the middle of Salt Lake valley. They have done a good job of preserving what farm life was like here, so many years ago.

Wheeler Farm

Wheeler Farm

The trip to Wendover (on the ‘Fun Bus’ – two words that don’t belong in a sentence together) was fairly uneventful and gave us a chance to throw away $200 with nothing to show for it. Another reason to love our country. Wendover the town straddles the state line of Nevada and Utah, and owes it’s existence t0 the fact that gambling is illegal here. It’s a hundred miles west of Salt Lake City and the drive is so boring that someone actually built a tree in the salt flat.

Wendover Tree

Wendover Tree

So, although spring is still on the calender, summer kicks off with a pause to remember who made this all possible.

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‘Twas the morning of the Night Before Christmas

i’ve just returned from the grocery and bread stores. Before we left the house, i took a picture.

House before Christmas

Beginning a four day weekend, i feel like this year went by too fast. i’ve already had my Christmas present a month, and snow came fairly early this year. There is still much i want to do, so much i feel needs to be done.

At the heart of this Holiday season, i wish everyone well and a Merry Christmas. i hope the season brings you joy, and time to reflect on it.

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Twas the weekend before Christmas

Tania and i went on a photowalk. We met a group at the Salt Lake City Library, heard a short lecture on shooting at night, and went to Temple Square along with sixty other people.

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One of those other people was Scott, who took this picture. Thanks, Scott.

As Tania and i were downtown, she had said to me “Ya know, buying a second camera was one of the smartest things we’ve done.” i couldn’t agree more. i had shown her this weekend some Lightroom tricks, and now she threatens to be autonomous with her pictures. For me, editing is almost half of presenting my pictures (the one above was heavily cropped and resized) and it can make a difference in what other people see, as opposed to what you were trying to capture.

Another bonus of having good cameras is everywhere we go becomes more interesting. i hope the season brings you joy, that you find that which you enjoy, too.

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And now, it’s December

. . . just like that. Thanksgiving’s over, Black Friday’s done, and the lights went on the house tonite.

bones

bones

Honestly, we still have a bit of the bird leftover. We ate pizza tonite. A four day weekend, spent for the most part, miserably. Tania and i both came down with something. Monday, back to work.

“Ha Ha” i’m thinking instead of ‘Ho Ho’. i thought i pulled a fast one, the lights weren’t on the house. Silly me, the wife never missed a chance to decorate. And decorate for Christmas?

a big light

a big light

Of course we’re putting the lights up! So, i’m on my yearly adventure to the top of the house, when i saw the picture above. i saw it, and had Tania hand up the camera. Despite it being cold and not knowing how the camera was set up, i took the picture i saw. It almost made the trip to the roof worth it.

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