Sunday, June 30, 2013

30 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day.
Wanda slip halter [wild?] with Bill stake out!
To Arl[ington] after 11 a.m. $5.00 roll stamps Leah 1.00.
2 hrs total gardner mow hay!
2 1/4 hr Lois Lenvold "" pasture
To Arl[ington] a.m. State check to Bank 158.30 [-] 38.30 cash 120.00
Use Chas roto tiller p.m. 1 hr. Leah - Deposit
Visit Frances & Dennie Pierson Hal & Gert, Herman Fry
Busy day! That was a Friday, btw. I hope Wanda the cow was okay!

Hot today, up to 92, so not really "perfect" here in 2013. We just had oatmeal for breakfast. Sometimes just a simple little bowl of oatmeal is okay for a weekend morning. We started out on the basement by 7:30 taking down ceiling tiles. Whew. That was a lot of work for some reason, maybe because it was still pretty warm. Got most of the big room done and all of the plumbing in there exposed. We decided all of the pieces of wood they'd put up to secure the tiles would have to come down so at least we can quit removing all of the ($^@(*^% staples. HATE. THEM. Probably leaning towards doing all the demolition and preparation ourselves and then paying a contractor to put in the actual ceiling. We could do it, but a pro would get it done quickly and well, and half the battle (and cost) is demolition anyway.

MY BIKE IS FIXED. That makes me happy. I took it to Recycled Cycles this afternoon (after lunch and shopping at UVil) and he put a new/old derailleur on it and a new chain and it works fine now. I haven't ridden it yet, but it works well up on the rack anyway. I'm glad; I've had it since I was probably 15 and though I haven't ridden it much the past 20-odd years, I get a kick out of having the same bicycle from when I was a teenager. And getting a new one would have bothered me: big $$$ for occasional riding. So I can ride it for, oh, another 35 years or so.

Am listening to Nat King Cole right now; for some reason, it's gotten stuck in my mind as a Summer Album. I think I first listened to it a few years ago in the summer and it also has a specifically summer song in it -- Lazy Days of Summer -- so it has that, too. I like the latter song; talks about beer, bikinis, sodas, etc. I have no real memory of the sort of summer he sings about, but I suppose I also have some memories of watching old Twilight Zone episodes over the July 4 holiday and a lot of those revolve around mid-century summers and such.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

29 June 2013 (Saturday)

On this day in 1967:
Nice day.
Roland Ensign here 6 p.m. - 7 p.m. Mrs. Lesvold here 4-5. Chas & Palmer here got Roto tiller. take to Harold Stanger adjust auto throttle. Cut Gardners field of flowers & see Ward. Use hand lawn mower adjust gas feed. Wanda bred about 1 p.m. today!
Wanda is his cow. Pretty busy day I guess.

Warm day today, around 87. Nice morning though, kind of cloudy and a squall line of showers went through around 6 a.m. I managed to sleep until 4:45 (good for a weekend) but the Spousal Unit was awakened before 6. We went out for breakfast. I was going to go to the IMA but they don't open until 11 in the summer so I nixed that. Instead we did some yard work (I edged) and then went to an estate sale in Laurelhurst. Big expensive house with not a lot of stuff for sale and all outside, so more of a garage sale. I bought a couple of CDs ($1) and a SU got two plastic bins. Then we hit the UDist for hair appts, and I had a new (to me) chick cut mine. She really did a great job, too, I might go back to her. Had lunch at Pagliacci's (yum) and then went up by NGate in search of an estate sale -- which we found! The house looked small and dumpy from the street but it was huge on the inside, just room after room after room. It had apparently been abandoned for a few years because the wife died and then the husband went into assisted living. He was a video enthusiast, had one room with drawers and drawers of tapes, all neatly labeled. That was also his Man Room with a collection of porn videos and magazines. Heh. Big garage with lots of tools and several big tools, like a drill press and such.

Yes, I got some speakers. $20 for a pair of Baby Advent IIs, made around 1993 or so. Nice looking, good sound. Woofer foam is mostly intact; they're playable (at low volume) for a while, but will need to be refoamed soon. I think I will use them in the TV room instead of the Bostons. I dunno, for whatever reason I don't like the sound of Bostons. I acknowledge their inherent quality, but I just don't care for them (I have some in my car though which I like).

I made the crows happy by putting fresh water in the bird bath.

I cleaned up the Advents, lemon oiled the wood parts, and hooked them up to the TV receiver. Sound very nice. I'll probably keep them, at least until I find something better for in there. Then I kind of vegged for a while before making dinner (salmon), walked, etc. Kind of a relaxing day. Plan on removing most of the basement ceiling tomorrow morning to make up for it.

Oh, bought a book: John Crossan's "The Historical Jesus". Had a nice line in it which he attributed to Jesus' philosophy: Dress like a beggar, but don't beg. I like that.

Friday, June 28, 2013

28 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Nice day. Roto till corn. Steve use our lawn mower. Jim up gas gets!*?? [???] berries. Everett Graham 2 Daughters & 1 son (51 cents 2 boxes)
Mow some lawn tries to adjust gas jets?
Warren Report $1.00 vote Ronald Regan! G.O.P?

Yes! Regan! He was governor of CA at the time in his first year. Don't understand the rest of that stuff.

Today starts a 'heat wave' with temps in the 80s and 90s for several days. Today was supposed to be like 78 so I started out in jeans, t-shirt and a polo shirt on top of that, but by the time I got back from the gym I decided to wear shorts and one less shirt. And I was right! Went up to 87 today. I did some research on my alcohol project and then walked up to the Safeway at 75th and 35th for a mocha and then came back and Skyped with C on that. Yes, I woke up in the middle of the night last night having a panic attack because I figured I didn't know anything about epi stats and C. would find out and laugh at me or something. When I have one of those attacks these days I tamp it down by repeating to myself words to the effect of "I control what I think about, I decide what to think about" etc., and just (in my head) blabbering about nothing just so I can't think of anything of any consequence. Went back to sleep relatively quickly (it was 2:45) and slept until 5.

ANYWAY. We had a good talk about this stuff and I understand some more. Of course, when I went back to my data I found some errors so all of my preliminary numbers are wrong. Grrr. Spent most of the rest of the morning starting to fix that. I worked until 12:30, took care of some Cascadia stuff and then left for an estate sale in Shoreline a little before 1. Texted F. and decided I could meet her at 2 at SBux in UVil. Estate sale wasn't worth going to, he had some receivers, but I don't need those, and a BIC turntable. Bought nothing. Took almost an hour to get back since I5 was jammed at 145th and surface streets were slow. Had a nice chat at SBux. Sat outside enjoyed the scenery (she even had some! well, one), it was quite pleasant. Came home, started dinner, did dishes, etc. Oh, finished some Cascadia paperwork as well. We went to UVil again to get my prescription (tetracycline) and then to City Peoples' looking for a fan, but they didn't have one but we had two anyway. I'd like to get a room AC device but the Spousal Unit doesn't.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

27 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Drizzle a.m. Cloudy. Nice day.
Strawberries [Lullerenz?] 2 boxes. See Mrs. Smith. GI BRAKES weed carrots, Steve take Herald? Watch Warren Report. 
I took a look ahead to tomorrow: something interesting!

Slept until 5 thank God. Oddly, I had a tough time at the gym. Really took a while to get going, although by the end I was doing pretty well. I admit that, even though it was leg day, I did some sets of upper body stuff at the end solely because I'd decided to wear a polo shirt because it was supposed to be nice out. Yes, I confess that I work out differently in the summer.

Kind of a boring day though, except for the meeting with C and E. That went well, but it's obvious I'm not much of an epidemiologist. But I enjoyed meeting with them. Gave C her going away gift, a couple of pillows I got in Egypt. She thought they were a great gift. . ."for a guy". Ha. Also finished up some of the alcohol plan. I think I have a pretty good idea of what it will look like, but have to work out the overall plan with C. tomorrow. I'm working at home and stopping around 12 or 12:30 to go do some things that desperately need doing, like getting receipts for bridge tolls. And taking bike in. Estate sale. . . .

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

26 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Nice day. Cloudy.
Trip to Stanwood & Ruby & Mary Schleman[?].
" "  " Elmers Auto Repair!
"  " to Mark Kimball watch.
Install hot plate - fast! Sprinkle p.m.
Warren Report.
Aha, a bit of historical reporting! Odd though, the Warren Report came out much earlier, 1964. Ah, looked it up and CBS did a TV special in June 1967. Guess he was watching.

I managed to sleep until 4:30, that was good. Had a pretty decent workout, too. Ran on the track for 10-12 minutes, but my knee started to hurt. Work was okay, I started going through the computed variables program to check for errors because I'd found a couple of them that had bugs. May have found another one, but I have to check it some more. I don't believe these were ones that I did anything with or to.

Went to a "KRP meeting" (Kenya Research Project) that had posters of computer-related projects that have been going on. Some were kind of interesting including one that could read data forms from a photo of it on a cell phone. Mostly I sat at my desk and piddled with code. Bus was late, hamburgers for dinner, walked to Metropolitan Market for lunch tomorrow and a bag for C's gift.

Kind of sunny, showery, around 70.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

25 June 2013 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1967:
Nice day.
Boys to S.S. & home $1.20.
Needed 163.20 Each Sunday
Expected June 18 489.60
Rec'd 344.90
Well, the day started out crappy: I woke up at 3:45 and was ANNOYED. I have nothing to worry about at all and I STILL woke up and started thinking about all kinds of junk. DAMN it. I was so irritated I got right up, grabbed my computer and did some stuff on it. Just mad mad mad. Of course, I neglected to check my phone where T. had sent a couple of texts seeing if I could be there at 6:30 instead of 7. . . . .

Still got out there at 6:45 anyway, brought T. a donut cuz she went out. I was raining hard at 4 but had stopped by the time I got out there (520 and Bellevue Way exit). It started raining again about an hour later, but I had a piece of equipment to stand under so no big deal. Ended up doing very little today as they were just moving junk around, until around 1:30 or so. I almost left around 11 but then the foreman came by and changed the plan so I was there until 3. Went to Burgermaster for lunch. Actually took a couple of short naps in the car while waiting SINCE I WAS SO TIRED. *harumph*

But, eh, it was mostly sunny so reasonably pleasant. I'd forgotten to plug my phone in last night so I couldn't even fiddle on the Web while waiting around. But it wasn't too bad. A squall was coming through after dinner so we walked at NGate. Still rainy.

This waking up thing particularly annoyed me because yesterday I was very pleased with myself for not getting all whigged out (like the Spousal Unit did) at the cell phone bill; I just said I'd fix it and I did, and I felt good that I wasn't particularly fazed. I used to be like that and I was really thinking that is one trait I'd really like to get back to -- and excessive worrying has been one of the things that has been happening the last few years. So what'd I do at 3:45? Worried. Grrrrrrr.

Monday, June 24, 2013

24 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Nice a.m.
Ed Hoffman funeral, Everett. Saw Bill & Mary[?] Penney. (married Leah 1957)
Hmmmm. . . .anniversary? Don't know where the "married Leah" part belongs.

Anyway. Had several really weird dreams last night and the last one made me wake up at 4:15 or so without getting back to sleep. I think a previous one had to do with Egypt and when I awoke from that one I started lapsing into a big ol' anxiety attack. I managed to put that in check with the trick of blathering a lot of words at myself (in my head, of course); that's about the only thing that works, flooding my mind with lots of words so I can't think about anything else. So I had a decent workout due to the usual Diet Coke before the alarm went off at 5. Spent most of the day at work figuring out why the income/earnings variable was bad and found yet another bug in the computed variables program. Happily (at least minimally) it was old code that I didn't change and didn't check, grrrrr. Also did some more reading on alcohol in Africa, including a study measuring the alcohol content of home brews (actually home-based business brews), which was still fascinating. This whole alcohol thing is pushing all the right buttons.

Tired though. Went to UVil grocery shopping because we couldn't go yesterday. Saw one semi-trashy chick with shorts so short the bottoms of her butt cheeks were poking out. I suppose in some contexts that might look hot but she just looked kinda skanky.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

23 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Nice day. Chas. H. Smith work for me 12 to 4 roto tiller!
Sold 3 ton hay John E. Bartlett $45.00
R2 Box 100A GE5-2702
Once again I woke up as the birds were starting to chirp but managed to slip back to sleep until 5. Was drizzling at that time and continued until probably 9. Still warm and muggy today. Went to Mass, got dropped off cuz the Spousal Unit was going to grocery store. Ha. Fr. Oliver thought it was funny. I said I'd finally gotten her trained. . . .after 23 years.

Drove down to Gig Harbor, kind of fun, short day. We actually ate lunch at 1! After that they played some table games and I went off to the bank (Cascadia check, $722), Ace hardware for a spray bottle for anti-fungus (roses) ($9) and some mints at Riot Aid. I also checked out the Goodwill and almost scored some speakers, but I used my new smartphone to check them out first! They were "HED by Cerwin-Vega" V-10s, 10" 2-ways with a rear port. Nothing too exciting so I left them there. Putzed around when I got back and loaded up the Spoual Unit's old bicycle into the back. It's much smaller than mine but in way better cosmetic shape. Might take as much to get it running again as mine though.

Traffic coming back was okay, had some slow spots from 16 onto 5 and then hitting downtown it slowed up some, but not too bad and we were home by 5:15, again way earlier than usual.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

22 June 2013 (Saturday)

On this day in 1967 (Thursday):
Cloudy. Send $3.00 to National Reunion Fund
4217 Walton Ave, Los Angeles 90037
147 slugs.
Olson Bros pd me $25.00 (Phil Artist)
Checked out the National Reunion Fund, I wonder if it's this one? Was he home schooled?

Pleasant day today, all things considered. I woke up at 4:15 but thankfully managed to doze off again at some point. . . .until 5:05. Which is okay for me. It was sunny from the get-go so I read a book on on the front steps for a while and then came back in and took down another section of basement ceiling. I'm doing sections at a time to control the chaos somewhat. And to save my wrist because taking out staples is difficult. Two sections down, no surprises yet.

Went to an estate sale right across the Montlake bridge before noon; neat house. Old and run down but really cool (albeit odd) layout. I kind of want to buy an oval rug, but probably won't. After that we headed up to Rainin' Ribs for lunch and then another estate sale in that area (145th and Lake City Way). That place had some neat stereo stuff that apparently was gone in the first 15 minutes or so, otherwise nothing I really wanted, although the Kenwood turntable would be nice. Hit yet another sale in Laurelhurst after that. Kind of fun, I was asking about a oldish organ -- not a really old BIG one, but a smaller solid-state one -- and a woman got interested, too, because the seller was showing her daughter how it worked, so we double-teamed her to get it for her kid. Heh. Actually, I think we bought a couple of items at the second sale.

Then we went to Peaks for custard (YUM) and visited the pet store to see the many cats and kittens. Then came home and mowed lawn.

Now, I had decided to go to Ivar's Salmon House for dinner and it almost turned into disaster. Well, I'm a bit disappointed. We got there 5 minutes late because parking sucked, and they sat us (by mistake?) in a section where no other people were and no server apparently even knew were were their either. After a few minutes I was starting to think maybe this would be the one bad experience I've had there, but happily another waiter noticed we hadn't been looked after and she got us going. After that a regular guy came over, but we were still alone in the area. So, it was okay after all. Turned out they were closing after 6 because of a broken sewer pipe so at least we got in and out.

After dinner we parked at UW and walked around there. It's a really beautiful campus and without students it's kind of quiet and peaceful. The fountain was on and there were a few ducklings in the pond. We chased away a crow that seemed to be eyeing the ducklings with ill intent. Jerk.

After this post I am going to attempt to download this entire blog for safe keeping. . . .

Friday, June 21, 2013

21 June 2013 (first full day of summer)

On this day in 1967:
Rain a.m. Put [cripples?] in calf shed. Take conveyor back to Arl[ington] Feed & Farm, $5 fee - 2 days. Mailed Harold & Mary $60.00. [unk] Artificales[?] 16 cents [several unknown words]. Saw Maud & Bert - Jim Montgomery fire permit. Pat McKennan at store. [unk] & Viola & Olympics 157 [lugs?].
Damn, I wish he'd write better. I suppose I should say "have written" huh? I try to guess what some of these words are and, barring that, write what I see, but sometimes it's just to garbled.

Slept through the night again, Ambien free once again and had a very good workout. Few more people there today including some females -- they tend to disappear over breaks. One was a very short but very buff asian; I think she must compete because she's got a very good form, even tan, etc.

I came home and spent most of the morning on alcohol and risky sex. Heh. Reading about it anyway. I had to read a couple of papers just to write one sentence. Many will just copy a reference from someone else, but I am loathe to do that for fear that I will just continue someone's mis-citing something or other. Turns out there is a link between alcohol consumption and risky sex (hence STDs and HIV transmission) but the causality is not so clear. Anyway, it was interesting, albeit off the beaten track. Worked until around noon, ate a small biscuit sandwich lunch, and did my paperwork for Tuesday's archaeology work. Then off to UVil and SBux with F. It was cloudy until after 5 or 6, so even though we sat outside of SBux it wasn't overly pleasant. Not too many people around either so we didn't have a lot of fashions to comment upon.

The guitar is still coming along slowly. My fingers are still not toughened up sufficiently so it is still painful to practice for too long. Yeah, I'm getting a little frustrated, but I do have to keep reminding myself that it's not easy and that just practice, practice, practice and it will eventually come. I really need to remind myself OFTEN that this is a long-term project.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

20 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Nice day. Perfect.  Alan & Joan Leave 8:30 a.m. Took snap shot. Mike come 8:30 says it may rain!
Rain 5 p.m.
9:30 Alan Macamber 11.25
Steve Gordna 21.00
Mike  " " "   6.00
Mike Roger 19.50
Conveyor 5.00
[unk]  1.50
6.50 59.75 Labor 109.44
Lots of numbers and names, kind of a confusing entry. I like how he said it was a perfect day and then it rained.

Which it is doing right now: raining. Hard. Been raining all day. Yer basic soaker of a June day. I did manage to sleep through the night though. Had a decent workout and came home a bit early so I could go to that estate sale. The speakers were already sold when I got there (8:45) but they were listed for $165 which I wouldn't have paid anyway so no big loss. Went to SBux after that. When I got back, I got back to work work, but checked Craigs List for Advent speakers and some guy had some Smaller Advents (like I have and love) for $200! Pricey. Said they had been "reconed" so I emailed and asked if he really meant that instead of 'refoamed' since the former would seriously screw up the speakers. He meant the latter so he changed the ad and that was my good deed. Well, I offered to buy them for like $50 if he can't sell them. Heh.

Had to take a few minutes to unclog the rain chain. The drains are constant problems on this house: they're just holes at the corners of the roof so the needles from the blue spruce in the SE corrner is always clogging them up. PITA.

Did mostly data work on the alcohol paper today, tomorrow I'll clear that up some and do some more reading. I'm really liking this as a long term project. Still! We'll see what the others have to say.

I listened to most of Jesus Christ Superstar again. The end still gets me very emotional, mainly because of, well, the stuff I've been going through. I also broke down and bought Christina Perri's "A Thousand Years" song from iTunes. Gorgeous song for a silly movie. I really like it.

We went up to NGate to walk because of the rain and hit the Barnes & Noble as well.

My fingers still hurt playing the guitar. JAYsus, they're just not getting toughened up as quickly as I'd thought.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

19 June 2013 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day. $4.00 to Alan for Blue[?] certificate.
Steve 5 hr 25 min cut hay Olsen's.
Mike 5 hr 35 min
Add 2 ton hay game warden $30.00
Odd stuff there. Paying off the game warden?

Not a bad day today, mostly slept through the night. Decent enough workout (back), not a lot of people there this week because it's between finals/graduation and summer term, so it's mostly us regular guys. I spent most of the day reading about alcohol which was kind of interesting but tedious. I'm actually contemplating concentrating on alcohol instead of cervical cancer: there is a lot of historical and archaeological potential for alcohol which there isn't in cervical cx. Not that the public health work would deal with that stuff, but it would integrate nicely with my own interests. Plus there is also a great deal of anthropological work that could be done regarding the social context of drinking. I dunno, it has really been piquing my interest. I guess we'll see.

So mostly a lot of reading all day. The Spousal Unit called in sick today so I was on my own in the morning and trying to be quiet. Forgot my banana this morning so I bought two at the cafe near my building. Since giving up bagels I think my guts feel better, not as bloated maybe. Checked my weight this morning, too, and I was almost up to 147! That's like 8-9 pounds I've gained since coming back from Egypt. And it's mostly muscle. I've remained *knock wood* relatively injury free since then and have been able to work out really hard. I changed my strategy and now I do several of one general area in a routine -- like three kinds of biceps things, 3-4 kinds of back things, etc. -- and that's made a difference. I believe I'm now in as good of shape as I've ever been in. Not bad for 51!

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

18 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
[Father's Day] Mike 5 hr @ 1.50
Steve 5 hr @ 1.50
So anyway, almost back to normal: house is reasonably cleaned up although it still needs a LOT of dusting. My drain seemed slow this morning. Jack was shown the new hole in the wall between by room and the bathroom but was unsure about it.

Slept okay last night for the most part. Work monitoring was dull, dull, dull. They did very little excavating at the one place (Culvert H), then useless spot-checking at some "pot-holing" at another site (Culvert A; they used a vac truck to excavate holes), and then nothing at another. Wasn't my morning: Got to UVil and found I'd forgotten my bag, then missed the exit on the way. I think I did maybe 1/2 hour total of actual monitoring out of 5.5 hours. But at least it was sunny.

Got home by 1 and after putting stuff away I worked on GH stuff until 4 so I have some time built up for later in the week. Mostly reading articles on Africa, alcohol, etc. Some interesting stuff. It was supposed to be all showery today but it was sunny nearly all day.

Monday, June 17, 2013

17 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Noon, Frank FLATT. [Bale tit?] 4:30 p.m. Hay too green. Rake all fields A.C. P.M. to Arl[ington] Thrifta [prob. Triftway?] Food, Safeway & Bills!
Just a few minutes for this entry, it's almost 8 and we've been cleaning since 5:30. The plumbers re-piped the bathroom and kitchen sinks, at least the drainage parts so the place was a mess and we have two holes in the wall in my room (back bedroom). Dust all.over. Things are mostly back to normal.

Bad day in a lot of ways. Woke up at 3:30 and couldn't get back to sleep, the toilet was running on, missed the bus AGAIN -- they changed the schedule slightly without my knowing it -- and I squished my banana in my backpack. But I had a decent, if somewhat shortened, workout. Met with Michael the PI on the Coptic project and I will have Christine's position at the end up July, so at least 17% from August on for a year and he said they'd find more if they could. Must send thank you email to Michael. Came home and started cleaning. AM starting another Great Purge of books and junk.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

16 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day. Cut hay back of barn?
Maybe he was cutting hay all day and nothing else?

Busy day today, fairly productive at that. Woke up shortly after 4:30 thinking it was later, darn it. I took a nap later anyway. Spousal Unit didn't roll out until almost 7. I didn't go to Mass because A) I was tired and B) It's Father's Day so they always make all the men stand up for a blessing and I don't like that. Instead I took the aforementioned nap and then took down the ceiling tiles in the dropped-down area. The tiles came out easily enough but there were a lot of staples. Hate. Them. But I discovered the walls were insulated already so that's a load off my mind. I was not looking forward to taking the walls out and running the risk of the paneling all coming apart. So now we just need to worry about what ceiling to put up.

Went to the hardware store before lunch and bought some junk for taking down tiles -- they're not asbestos but we need eye and lung protection anyway. Off to UVil after that. After we got home we decided not to take down any more tiles but went to City Peoples hardware to find a nut for my bike derailleur (no luck) and then over to Recycled Cycles by Fremont (again, no luck). I fear my bike may be at its end; unless they have a decent derailleur to replace it with, I think I'll just part it out and get a new/used one. Sad to see it go but I really haven't ridden it much the last 20 years or so and it doesn't work or look very good.

Made kofta for dinner, meh; too garlicky. Walked. Thunderstorms over Bellevue but only a few stray drops made it over here.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

15 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day.
6 hrs to mow 7 acres. Also piece N of corn patch. Get files & Lee Overalls.
I like the overalls. Oddly enough, today was a perfect day as well, weather-wise: A bit cloudy in the morning but sunny with high clouds and about 77 degrees. Just about ideal.

Slept until 4:30; meh, not too bad I guess. Went out for breakfast (Burgermaster) and then while the Spousal Unit worked in the yard I did a bit of blogging and research into ceiling materials. I'm kind of leaning toward this pseudo-dropped ceiling tile business that go directly onto the rafters. But drywall might still be the best option. We'll see. The plumber's called and said they'd be out Monday to do the bathroom stuff so tomorrow we'll have to take down a portion of the tiles.

I did practice my guitar for about an hour. They say if you practice anything for 10,000 hours you become expert at it; I think I've only got around 9,994 to go!

We went to an estate sale close by this morning (nothing there except pushy people) and thence to Sam's Club and PetSmart and Ivar's on Aurora for lunch. After that we came back to the U District to one of Marianne's sales over by 21st and 50th. What a gorgeous house! It was one of those barn-style ones and I just loved it. I dunno why, it felt old but not old if that makes sense. Really classic but still comfortable. Wow. No garage though (I don't think) so it wouldn't work for us, but I would love love love one like it. We bought a little kind of stereo cabinet for $40. It's kind of small and has two sliding doors where records -- records! -- go, but it's mid-century and in quite nice shape. I didn't even suggest it, the Spousal Unit did. I cleaned and lemon oiled it and it looks fab.

I sat in the sun out back for an hour and read a new book on the making of 2001: A Space Odyssey, kind of a weird book but I'm enjoying reading commentary from the 1950s and '60s. All in all I've been in a neat little retro mood this afternoon.

Friday, June 14, 2013

14 June 2013 (Friday)

On this day in 1967 (Wednesday):
Fog a.m. Nice day. Nice day to Stanwood. See John & Lyla. Got water left Dads. $7.82. Howard Chip [unk]. See John & Lyla. Hamburgers & 2 day egg $2.01. Leah gave me $3.00, Loaned her $6.00.
I'm sure that reads "2 day egg" but I have no idea what it means. Stanwood is near to where they live, right on Camano Island. Fog and then sun is kind of usual for early summer around here: you get marine air overnight creating low clouds and fog and then it clears away in the afternoon.

As for me, I slept in the bed until around 3 and then went to the other room and, happily given my mood, went pretty much right back to sleep. Had a Skype call planned with Richard at 7 but I checked my email right before 6 and found that his mother had died, so that was cancelled. Worked  out at the usual time instead; really good workout, too.

The plumber came by around 10 but was unable to snake the drain and said the T-joint between the two sinks had loosened, etc., etc. and that he couldn't really do anything with it. Don't know. . . .he was a new and younger guy, but I know the regular plumber had problems with those in the past, so I dunno. They are not working for now and the plan is for them to re-plumb the whole area next week as part of the whole-house re-plumbing and just fold that into the price. Should work. Kinda whigged me out though, having to actually start the process already. It needs desperately to be done but there's a lot of work to do with it. I shall, however, boldly go where I have not gone before. . . .in terms of home remodels!

I mostly did some minor programming and then did some more literature searches. Stopped at 1 and then went to UVil and SBux. Was pleasant although we didn't have much odd fashion to make fun of. UVil is doing their sidewalk sale so there was a lot of people there. After I got back I did some Cascadia work and emptied the dishwasher. Dinner we did our annual McD's and then. . . .the sidewalk sale! It's just kind of fun to do that every year. I bought another Eddie Bauer polo, although not at the right price. Eh, close enough. I am now polo-enabled for the next ten years. Not much else exciting.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

13 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Foggy a.m. Leah take hair do. 10 a.m. Dr. Drummeheller 3:30 p.m. David & Mrs. Molsey here p.m. cookies! Plant corn til 8 p.m. [clip?] pasture? Wed. 6-14
Wonder if the "Dr. Drummeheller" has anything to do with the Drummheller Fountain at the UW? Seems like such an odd name to be a coincidence.

So, today. I slept in the bed. . . .all the way until 5! Wow. I almost didn't know what to do with myself I got so much sleep!

Skype call did not go off, and I learned they're canceling it until later July. So I stayed home for nothing. Well, all the hot babes seem to go to the weight room after I usually leave (hmmmm) so there's that, although I'd still rather be there early. I worked at home all day and got quite a bit done although most of it was fixing errors. Yesterday I found I was getting different numbers than Engi was drawing certain cases from basically the same data. Which, obviously, shouldn't happen. Took quite a while, but I finally figured out my (newer) data had a LOT of missing age values. Turns out I copied the wrong age calculation code to some new stuff I'd inserted and didn't have the ages for anyone from the pediatric files. Ooooooops. After I got that straightened out I did some other stuff with my alcohol data, namely recalculating baseline, 6- and 12-month values from the date they started ART.

I washed my car quick after I got done working and then made leftovers for dinner. We walked up to the Riot Aid.

Last night I finally broke down and started practicing some chords on the ol' guitar. I was getting tired of just doing fingering drills so I decided to start practicing some chords. I'd thought my fingers had gotten toughened up, but not really, they're placed differently for chords. Still just practicing going to and from one and another without having to look and 'manually' place each finger on each string. C and G for the time being.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

12 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Cloudy a.m. With Jim & Marge. Plan to go to [unk] meeting 7:30 Frontier Village. Write [Oric?] D. Gamble [unk]. Thunder shower 6:45 p.m. Plant sugar [King?]
Rec'd [unk] refrigerator papers today. Heavy shower (p.m. 8)
Spousal Unit is back and I actually slept in the bed all night, or at least until sometime after 4. Which is good. Did not shave this morning so I had more time and, of course, I missed the bus. Grrr. Spousal Unit drove me to the IMA where I had a decent workout. Might have been getting checked out by an adorable young female or perhaps (and probably more likely) she was worried I was a creep or something. Anyway.

Work was reasonably okay, morning was kind of boring. I went back to eating a banana and cottage cheese after working out which I have done on occasion. The last few years I've been eating two bagels but I've been feeling fat lately so I switched. Went okay, I guess. Had lunch out on the Harborview deck in the sun, fairly pleasant, and then Engi and I sat down and went through her data. Found some issues, she thinks I'm brilliant, blah blah blah, the usual. =) I enjoyed that; I really do like helping students or anyone else with data. Grace saw us in there so maybe I'll get more of it in the future.

We were going to walk to the Riot Aid on 85th but got Norma chatting so we just did a shorter walk. Now trying to get this done, do some ArchaeoBlogging and then have enough time to fiddle with guitar.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

11 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
S.S. & Church.
Lois & Dian Duet. Bertha to Palmer Sather[?] $2.00
Clyde & Lee Conference Tacoma
Buget[sic] 1967-68 8486.00
Needed each Sunday 1632.20
June 4 208.58
I think that June 4 number might be off?

Had a little anxiety attack in the middle of the night and went to the TV room anyway. Took a while to get back to sleep but slept until 4:45, though I was sleepy all day.

Work was. . . .interesting. Got there around 6:30 and they had exposed a concrete and asbestos pipe yesterday, so I had to photograph that as it was probably 60+ years old. Then around 7:15 they hit a gas line so we all had to vacate. I went to the Tully's up the road and got to hang out with the Beautiful People (literally and figuratively) for an hour. By the time I got back they'd shut off the gas and were getting ready to dig again. Pretty dull work, nothing much to see. Rained a bit. They were done at 2:45.

Didn't do much upon getting home except putting stuff away, made mashed potatoes and vegetables for dinner, then at 6:15 went to Sea-Tac to get Spousal Unit. Traffic was pretty bad through downtown so I didn't get there until almost 7 and only had to wait about 30 seconds in the cell phone lot.

Monday, June 10, 2013

10 June 2013 (Monday)

On this day in 1967:
To Lyla & John [Mellin?], not home.
Not a very exciting day, apparently.

Not so mine.

Well, kinda anyway. Started off rather awkwardly when I woke up and swore I heard birds singing -- yay, I slept until at least 4:30! Errr, no. No birds and it was only 3:30. Happily, however, I managed to fall back to sleep. I could tell because I was dreaming about standing at the kitchen sink putting shampoo into my (dry) hair and thought "Hey, I never do this, I must be dreaming, yeah!").

Got up, did the usual, then tried to Skype Richard in Kenya, but the call wouldn't go through. Eh, whatever. At 7:30 I left on my bike to go to the IMA and made it almost there when, cruising down the Burke Gilman trail, I heard my rear derailleur make a loud noise and then the back wheel seized up and I came to a screeching halt. Hmmmm. Some other guy had stopped right across the way to answer his phone, so when I looked back at my derailleur wedged in the wheel I looked at hims and said "That can't be good". So I futzed with it to get the wheel unjammed and finally got it out. The guy was pretty nice, asked if I had a phone and, after I said I did but my wife was in San Diego, he offered to let me park it at his office nearby. Fortunately, I was close enough to the IMA to walk the rest of the way so I said no thanks and off I walked.

Had a pretty decent workout though, albeit a somewhat shortened one. Left my bike parked there and took a bus home.

once I got back I was only marginally productive, futzing with the eligibility and OnART or ART-naive variables, and then doing some more literature reviewing in the afternoon. I think I've got a good handle on the references, at least enough to make a decent abstract. After working, I drove back to the IMA and retrieved my bike and got a better look at it. The good news is that it was just a nut that came off, not a broken derailleur. The bad news is. . .well, I don't know if I'm going to fix it. I've been kind of thinking about getting rid of that bike, mainly because it doesn't work all that well, is very heavy, and I just don't ride it that much. I've been kind of attached to it, but I'm sort of losing a lot of those old attachments to things. I kind of feel like just letting it go and getting a nice, reliable, light, well-functioning cycle for my IMA trips. But we'll see. I'll probably take it to a shop I know of and see what they think.

Otherwise, I got a Dominos pizza for dinner -- I like them because they make decent pizza these days and their pan is kind of like Rock Rococos back home AND you can order and pay ALL online -- and then went to UVil to the bank and Office Despot for pencils and pens for the field. I got out of a 12-hour shift and am now working 6:30-3 tomorrow instead. Finished my Wildcat post as well.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

9 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Plant beans? To OSO. Nina Armstrong & Sandy Graves 2.00 each. 89 cents slug bait OSO
Thankfully managed to sleep until 5. I actually woke up at probably 3 and read Moby Dick through half-closed eyes for probably 20 minutes and then nodded off again. Moby Dick puts me to sleep like that.

Hence, I went to Mass. I could feel myself getting calmer halfway through the service, it just does that. For breakfast I made a waffle using leftover batter; turned out okay I guess, although a bit overdone and I had to eat some toast later (before Mass at 8:30). In between breakfast and Mass I did a load of laundry, did the dishes, and cleaned the kitchen and some of the bathroom. Sadly, the bathroom sinks are slow to backing up. After Mass I did some more cleaning and such and was actually rather productive, finishing my Car Lust piece on the Wildcat. I met F. for lunch at the Big Time Brewery in the U District. I used to go there a LOT during my early grad school days (it opened in 1988) and it's still largely the same: same wood floors, same framed old beer ads on the walls (I love those things), pretty much same decent food. No hot dogs though, I used to like those. They're doing more pizza these days I guess.

I left her at the Bookstore and went to UVil to do grocery shopping. I bought some spare ribs, aka baby back ribs, and they turned out pretty well with only 3 hours' cooking. I used a bit too much heat, but they turned out well. While that was going on I changed the sheets and did some other stuff around the house, including a bit of gee-tar practice. And another load of laundry.

One thing: a longstanding mystery was solved last night: Back around 1983-4 I saw a movie called Looker, not the best movie ever made, but I liked it and it brings back fond memories. It also happened to be part of what piqued my interest in Vivaldi. There's a scene where the doctor walks in and says something like "Let's have Vivaldi this morning" and they played it while he was operating and then also later on during a hi-tech scanning sequence. I've always wanted to know what the piece was and finally it turned up on Wikipedia: Flute concerto in G minor Op 10 No 2 RV439 la notte IV allegro. I thought I might have had it on CD somewhere, but I didn't so I purchased it in iTunes. Decent piece, not spectacular, but nice. I'm listening as I type this.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

8 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Cloudy all day. [Oregon?] visit a.m. DRY. Grange Aux. here, take flash photo.
Give Lothian boy knife for graduation!
Rick Lothian thanks for (knife). Thoughtful [unk]
I swear that says "Oregon". Interesting he gives a kid a knife for graduation, doubt many people around here would do that nowadays.

Not the best of days, but not too bad. Woke up way too early, before 4:30 AGAIN. Sat around until 6:10 or so when I decided I was sleepy and I think I slept for a while anyway. Went to Burgermaster for breakfast, and it wasn't too bad, although I didn't stay for long because the WiFi wasn't working so instead of a leisurely breakfast reading stuff on the Interwebs and sipping iced tea, I just ate and left.

Started on a Car Lust post when I got back, on the Buick Wildcat. Need to finish that before Monday so it can go out next week. Got a bit longer than I'd thought, but I may severely edit it down. Headed to the IMA around 9. Decent workout. Lots of females down there this morning, unlike the rest of last week for some reason, including a couple of the regulars (none of the regular guys were there though, oddly). Came back and cleaned some, mostly dustmopping the floors. At 11:30 I headed out to do some estate saling. I ate at Rainin' Ribs (YUM) and then hit the sales, two up by Acacia cemetery. Nothing much of interest there. Well, some neat stuff but nothing I'd want to buy. I went to Agape's up in Windermere and that was a neat house. Bought a book. Oh! At the second house I got out of the car and found a little pink wood cat figure. I think it's one of those Oaxaca things. Apparently, someone had bought one at the sale but dropped it. I barely missed running it over, but one leg was broken off. Still, easily fixed. Neat.

Have done not much of anything since coming home, except watched the movie 21 Jump Street. Pretty good. Changed the litter and Swiffered my room's floor. May go see F. this evening to do something vaguely interesting.

UPDATE: Just went to UVil and had a sandwich outside. Very pleasant. Spousal Unit called, talked to her, walked around, F. called, talked to her, walked around some more, enjoyed the scenery, bought a shirt at Eddie Bauer, came home.

Friday, June 7, 2013

7 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
New moon. Contac[sic] $1.56 [unk]. Bleach Thrifty Foods try to see Frank Flatt hamburger at Leeders! Dug mole p.m. 3 cans peaches!
A busy and productive day. Slept until 4! In the bed! Which wasn't too bad actually. I took today as vacation but still "got up" (after getting up at 4:10) at 5 as usual. Rode my bike to the IMA and had a pretty good workout, rode home, ate a bagel, and then drove the Spousal Unit to the airport around 8:30. She is now in San Diego until later Tuesday for a conference so it's just me and the cats. I drove home via 405 which I thought would be better than I5 -- which was jammed northbound south of downtown -- but it was pretty slow, so I got off at Renton and went to Frye's and bought a 32 gig memory card for my phone and they installed it there. So I now have 48 gigs of memory. Wish it was continuous, but I'll take this anyway. I hit home and did a little Cascadia paperwork and then took it all down there, and then whipped over to Sam's Club for some stuff and made it home by noon.

There was an estate sale in Laurelhurst so I left for that around 1, and got five LPs:
-- U2, War and Boy (had the former back in the early '80s)
-- Kansas, first album and Masque
-- Blue Oyster Cult, On Your Feet or On Your Knees

After that I decided to go to the Uvil SBux anyway even though F. was busy. Pleasant. I fiddled with my phone some, downloaded Pandora (music streaming) and figured out a few other things. Thence to Assumption to drop off some stuff, and then home to clean and listen to my LPs. ALl in good shape so far. May or may not go back and snag a couple more.

So, here I am by myself. I plan on cleaning quite a bit this weekend, but mostly relaxing. May do something fun with F. tomorrow.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

6 June 2013 (Thursday)

On this day in 1967 (Tuesday):
Nice day. Hospital p.m. Kiwanis! Eats $1.30
Mary should buy silver for today.
Well, bad night of sleeping. Woke up in the middle of the night all hot and sweaty and went to the other room, went pretty much right back to sleep. But then I woke up all hot and sweaty at 3:30. I was having a bizarre nightmare type dream: I was in Fond du Lac for our high school reunion -- Michael Jordan was there! -- and having trouble with my motel room (kept getting the wrong room or there was no bed or something), and then I was walking towards Lakeside Park and cut across the street right in front of a policeman who was driving a weird trailored paddy wagon and, while I believe I may have drank a couple of beers was decidedly not drunk but he decided I was going to be arrested anyway and he shoved me in with a bunch of drunks and right then I woke up. Grrrr.

But whatever. Splendid day mostly. Started working at 6 and never got Skyped in so I left for the IMA at 7:30. Halfway decent workout I suppose, but I didn't blow my legs out because I was biking home. Pretty useless working most of the day, took me nearly the whole day to get the baseline eligibility junk worked out, but I did find some errors in what I'd done. So not too bad. Spent the last couple of hours looking up and reading papers. Then after 3:30 I did some cleaning and started dinner stuff (leftovers). We went to UVil to Eddie Bauer, QFC and then to the Verizon store for screen covers.

Verizon. Just found out today the NSA has been data mining phone calls by the millions. A few years ago I wouldn't have been concerned, but I trust the government at all levels less and less and I am fully certain they are not just hunting specific terrorists with the data. Of course, the local news makes it sound like it's a wonderful terror-fighting tool and we shouldn't worry about it. So nice when the president has a 'D' after his name, everything is right with the world. . . .at least as far as the media is concerned.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

5 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day. SS. Leah $63.20 + 50.00 = 113.20 -40 = 73.20
Plant beans, mow lawn, ride to park.
Not sure what the "SS" means, nor what the money calculations are all about.

Pretty perfect day here in 2013, too: Sunny, some high clouds, 80, though it didn't feel like it. I slept all through the night in the bed so it started off well, too. Decent workout, not spectacular. The muscular chick was there with extremely short shorts today. Back.

Work was okay, I spent most of the day deciphering the eligibility calculation and think I got it, but it needs some testing. Had lunch out on the deck in the sun, which was pleasant. Really kind of a pleasant if unexciting day.

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

4 June 2013 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1967:
Leah phone Mary no buy?*
S.S. & Church. Take 1st of church service! Aylsworth sing -- His Eye is okay, the sparrow[?]. Ruby still at Obbrgs[?].
Home after church. Clyde & boys catch white fish, cake & ice cream, beans & meat balls.
Needed 7457.84 Rec'd 7724.20 May 8.
Bum left open Huey in barn [unk]
Well, still nothing about the fire. This one was very difficult to read, the one "[unk]" is a whole line of text.

Slept until 5 this morning, thank GOD. Amazing what it does to one's mood. No work out as I had to be over at 520 by 7, stopped at QFC and got a mocha and an apple, much needed (the former anyway) because it was kind of chilly this morning. Had to wait a bit for the crew to show up, and when he did I texted to C. "A track hoe cometh". Heh. I like this new phone thingy!

Mostly a dull say, all they were digging through was fill and nothing interesting about it either. I kind of enjoy watching the operators though, they're usually very good and it's fascinating how they maneuver everything around and really make quite a neat and tidy job of it. It was sunny so I was in short sleeves by 11.

Stopped by QFC again on the way back (left at 2:30) and got some chicken and made faux souvlaki. Not too bad. Walked. Will now practice gee-tar for as long as my fingers hold out. I'm starting to believe I need to be really anal about playing even simple little things until I get them down pat and perfect.

Monday, June 3, 2013

3 June 2013

On this day in 1967 (Saturday):
Showers a.m.
To see John Mullun[?] Camano Island Mt. Vernon. Tony Marcella. Pauline. FIRE IN BASEMENT. Bob Olsen's cattle in [tow?] & pasture. Irene Ruby to OBERCE
Cut grass along fence p.m. $5.50 to Numrich  Arms Sorp. West Hurley NY.
Still don't know what happened with the fire in the basement. Must not have been too bad though since he just mentioned it in passing.

Not the best day today. I think I woke up at 3:30 and may not have dozed back off again, when I woke up for good at about 4:10. I didn't feel too bad until I finished eating and then felt awful. Almost didn't go to work. But I knew I'd feel better after working out, and I was feeling better even just getting into the IMA building. Had a good workout. Felt awful again around mid-morning and was thinking of heading home, but then C. wanted to meet at 1 so I stuck it out. Ate lunch on the little park on top of the hospital overlooking the Sound, very pleasant and got me a bit more energy. Good meeting, and I found out Nelly was begging Michael to keep me on so she's not alone with the data. Even was trying to get me to Kenya. Am thinking more about concentrating on HPV stuff, involving lab work and selective analyses.

Anyway, made it until 3:30. Very sunny today, just beautiful. We walked to Post Office and mailed cell phone rebate stuff and I got a BLT at Subway for lunch tomorrow (on 520). And now I shall practice my guitar a bit -- haven't for like 4 days -- and give Daisy lots of attention.

Sunday, June 2, 2013

2 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Cloudy. Showers all day. Leah to/with? Gladys Olsen. Scott to Arl[ington] 10 a.m? No come eat lunch Les. 255 slugs pick up. Fire in basement! Letter from Lori Lee. Grange-home 12:30 p.m.[a.m.?]
Picked up 255 slugs and then had a fire in the basement!

I just had a loooooong and booooooring day. Up at 4:15 again and headed off to Blahvue at 5:15 to monitor. It was raining when I woke up (and earlier) but I checked the radar before I left and it all seemed to be heading south. Showered a little bit on the way and after I got there, but mostly cloudy most of the day over there. Was kind of cold for a while. They were drilling on the east side of 520, a BIG drill this time. I was there from 6 until 2:30, blehh. Just slow drilling a lot of the time, through heavy cobbles and clay and then a couple of holes went to 50 feet. So I was bored a lot, read a book on my new phone, surfed the web a bit, yawned a lot. They started the last hole around 1:15 or 1:30 (my shift supposedly ended at 1) and immediately hit a boulder which they just started grinding through and mostly walked away. Around 2:30 Teresa texted me to "see how it went" and I was still there ("Still here. Big rock."). She said to call Cassandra and see if I could leave, and she said okay, so I did. Not a bad drive home, got back around 3:15 or 3:30. Tired.

We had dinner at the UVil and then did some minor shopping and had a yogurt at Menchies.

One thing I dislike about fieldwork is having to come home (often late) and then have to put away, clean, and etc., all of my field junk. Hate. It. If I end up in archaeology, I want a mostly desk job!

Phone's great. I only surfed the web when I was supremely bored, but I was glad to have it available. Am texting as well, which is pretty easy and quick to communicate with Teresa about odds and ends. And phoning galore. Kind of wish I hadn't waited so long.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

1 June 2013

On this day in 1967:
Perfect day. Use scythe. Cut grass & weeds. Bank 158.30 - 20 cash. 138.30 Leah. 1 beet pulp 50 cents. Beans Mushp[?] 2.27
Beet pulp $1.75 Beans 52 = $2.27
1 party line 5.50-9.35 10 party 3.35-6.80
2 " "    "  "  4.45 - 8.15 ave add $2.73
4 " "   " "   3.45 - 6.90 Arl[ington] bus 153 one party line
telephone meetings Business line 10:10 - 18.15
Mrs. Cooper sat in R. Phone to [unk] 550.000
Snohomish bisness - 13.50 month
JAYsus, anal retentive much? Wonder if those were for personal use? Nah, can't be, who'd need a 10-party line? I didn't even know they still used those in the late '60s, we certainly never had one I don't think.

Tiring day today. I used my new phone as an alarm this morning -- 4:15 -- and it worked perfectly, left the house at 5:15 and got to the work site a little before 6, the start time. Over in Medina around 84th and 520. They were just drilling holes and I think between 6 and 1:30 I did actual work for maybe an hour; that is, watching sediment come out. Otherwise, just waiting around trying to stay awake. Decent day, kind of cloudy in the morning but sunny later on and I was in short sleeves by the end. Not a bad crew, asked a few questions, pretty friendly. I got some stupid little sandwiches at a nearby gas station for lunch; I'd thought there was a Tully's (coffee) close by but couldn't find it. I even used my phone to check an email and open a spreadsheet to make sure I was at the right place! I didn't do much with the phone most of the day though; I don't think I'll become addicted to being "in contact" all the time, especially out in the field. Today I mostly just liked watching everybody do their work and the people walking by, etc. Was nice to at least check the email a couple of times so I didn't feel totally cut off. And I checked the map before leaving. So, it's working out quite well. Need to put the traffic maps on it though.

We watched a couple old eps of Murder, She Wrote, a 1980s (mostly) TV series that mostly old people watch. Heh. Actually, I never watched it when it was on, except for a few near the end of its run in the early '90s, but when I was walking to the lab every night, round about 1996-2000 I would come home and the Spousal Unit would be watching it and I got hooked. Just nice, simple TV. Very formalized and such back then, almost like stage productions. I'm finding I don't like a lot of the really "intense" programming anymore, not out of shock or nostalgia, but I'm finding I prefer that simple sort of escapism. Maybe it's age-related and having seen too much crap in the real world to see it on TV, too.