Thursday, April 30, 2015

30April 2015 (Thursday)

On this day in 1953 (Thursday):
Dad took me to school this morning. Had a long marching practice this morning. Had to stay after school for a sax quintet practice [though]. Afterward a[sic] walked Barbara down to the church and we got the Dodge and drove around a little. Walked home from grandma's after supper and put in 5 hours work cleaning up the garage. Got to bed about 11:30. Boy am I tired. Monthly spending $46.50. TOTAL SPENDING FROM JAN $150.75
In 2015 dollars that would be $1,325.26. Pretty good sum, I guess. I certainly wasn't spending that kind of. . . .well, maybe I was. Hmmm.

Better day today. I slept downstairs just for a change. I think I was only asleep up here like half an hour before waking up. I had a decent workout although my back was hurting. I decided halfway through to not work out my upper body at all for the entire month of May. My forearm just isn't getting much better. I've done this before and sometimes it's the only thing that fixes things. My right shoulder has also been hurting so I think I need a break. Will not play guitar or trumpet either. I'm going to try to do as little as possible with my left arm.

Went downtown and got quite a bit done. Still having trouble matching the LEEP data with the regular Coptic stuff, but I discovered this afternoon it was because 54 of the LEEP records had two different Hope Clinic IDs (i.e.,, LEEP ID 12345 and 678910 would both link to Hope ID 445566). I only really discovered that by running it through Access and finding the dups that way. I may end up putting all of this in Access, it's easier to work with and not a huge data set.

Ate outside, a moist PB&J that's been frozen for probably a month or two. Sharon came up from campus and we talked about what we should be doing for a while. It was helpful and I think we have a good way forward. It was good to be busy today.

What else. Not much. I did feel pretty good all day, unlike yesterday. And our 10 pm Skype meeting was cancelled due to a Kenyan holiday. YAAAAAAY. 

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

29 April 2015 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1953 (Wednesday):
Stayed home from school today and [spaded] the garden most of the day. Went down to church and then went to supper at grandma's. Picked up Carl after church [throughout] and we drove around town a little. I had the dodge[sic] tonight. My car is down at the garage, to see what is wrong with it. 
Well, I guess we're both having car problems. . . . (well, mine no more).

What an up and down day. I woke up feeling great, had a really good workout, felt great going to work. . . .and then it all kind of went south. Sent a report to Teresa to review and it was awful. Crap all over the place. I think I overwrote a later copy with an older one because it looked like I had never read it before. There was something in it that I don't even remember writing. So I felt bad about that. Then the Coptic stuff wasn't working and I discovered that one whole site was missing globs of cases and started to panic that it had been bad data for a long time. I think I just messed it up this last run when I was fiddling with it. Anyway, I was feeling pretty lousy most of the day. Later in the afternoon as I got stuff squared away I felt better. Eng. came by and it was wonderful to see her, too, so that made me feel better as well. I ate lunch outside although I need to bring something or get something besides a scone. Also went for a walk at around 2.

Ride home was uneventful for the most part. We took Norma some brownies and she was doing great! All the treatments must be working fairly well. Turned out she has some "medical" marijuana too. Tincture. Which she hardly uses. I think it's unscientific voodoo, but whatever. It was good to see her so lively after several months of being tired and stuff.

So I dunno.

Oh, got another call to do some archaeological work around Warm Beach; I guess Mr. Smith must have remarked positively on us. Although I suppose if he's saying we're easy or something, that might be bad. 

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

28 April 2015 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1953 (Tuesday):
Had a good marching practice this morning. Also had a history test this morning. Didn't stay in gym today. After school went down and bought dad a birthday present a new tie $1.50. Are supper at grandma's. Took [Galena] down to see her mother at the hospital and came nail and saw Barbara for a while. Got out in the car until about 10:30. Gas $1.00. Spent $2.50. 
Well, I spent more than that today. . . . .

But, first: unassisted sleep through the night! Yay. Go me. Felt really great. Didn't even have much of any anxiety attacks last night either. I did do some worry-dreaming about the car though. Which I got this morning, taking the 65 bus up. I didn't get all irate or anything at them, but let them know anything else will have to be with a written estimate so I know what I'm getting into. In my dream they had put the whole dash back together. . . .and they did it as well! That made me glad. So, all is well with the Mustang. Back to not wanting to sell it. Until the next big thing goes wrong. . . .

Had a decent leg workout. Back did okay. The heating guy came out and was decent enough. Looks like $6-8k for either the heat pump or a new furnace. I still like the heat pump idea. Need to get a couple more bids though.

I drove from Brad's right to Cascadia, Janet drove over to QFC with me so she could ride in the beast. I got a couple of things squared away today, including finding out what an oldish project was doing (I was afraid we'd just dropped the ball on it). I was trying to finish up a report around 2:30 when Word decided to barf all over itself, so I was ticked at that. Got it mostly done though. Left there around 3, and stopped to mail out a report. Came home and didn't do much. It started to rain this afternoon so we went to UVil to walk and cash a check. 

Monday, April 27, 2015

27 April 2015 (Monday)

On this day in 1953 (Monday):
Just made it to school in time this morning. Had a[sic] assembly this morning of the apple blossom festival [follow] of [Westlakes]. Had a test in history and in [unk]. Didn't go to sixth period today but came home and worked on the car. Did about 3 and a half hours of history tonight and also did some on the garage tonight. I am so tired. 
So, ya wanna hear my latest mantra? "I'm good at public health, I'm good at archaeology, I will show it every day and improve every day". Yeah, I get these things every now and then. See, I think that if I repeat something like that to myself over and over again, it will sort of brainwash me into believing it. I usually pick something that I either think is fairly true about me -- which I think the above is -- or something I can reasonably see myself doing, and then try to get it into my head through repetition. I did, in fact, get into this mess by doing something similar, so it might work.

But at any rate, I did try to do that today. I got a decent amount done on the data today, including posting a lot on the collaboration area. Felt really good. When I got to work Jillian was really friendly as well. So was Jen and Matt. That is the way it needs to be; integrated and friendly with most people there so they want to help me. That's actually something I've known for a long time, and is kind of a truism in job-marketing circles, so it's really just something I'm trying to implement.

Let badly last night. Daisy woke me up soon after half nodding off because she had to tell us she'd brought the neon squirrel tail over. I ended up sleeping on the couch for a while and then on the floor, or maybe the floor all night. Had a big ol' anxiety attack in the middle of the night. At the time (that's when I came up with the mantra too) I was thinking that, because I hadn't had one while I was away, it was either because A) It really has something to do with being here in Seattle with this situation, or B) I was so wrapped up in everything the anxiety was just kind of swamped. Part of that mantra above is to generate something of an attitude that I had while there. While at the conference I was always meeting people, schmoozing and doing different things; maybe doing the same here would help swamp it, too?

I left downtown at 1:30 when I realized I had to run something kind of long and decided I'd rather do that at home with the cats and open doors and windows than there in my little carrell. I did that, worked until 4:15, dinner, walk, etc.

Good day. Not looking forward to tomorrow and getting (and paying for) the car. 

Sunday, April 26, 2015

April 26, 2015 (Sunday, flying back from Houston)

On this day in 1953 (Sunday):
Barbara call[sic] up this morning and she came down and took George and I to [church]. After dinner down at grandma's we drove around town a little and got [someplace] [unk] [boto] eat $.30 and then went to a show at the Yakima $1.00. Went to church tonight and after church I took [benj] home and I took Barbara home. We sat outside in the car until midnight night[sic]. Gas $1.00. Spent $2.30.

Neglected to make any entries the last two days owing to rather late nights. Well, not on Friday night; then I just decided not to do anything before bed and forgot. What has happened. I didn’t go to bed until almost midnight Thursday night and woke up at 6:15 Friday morning, which shouldn’t have been that bad but I was deathly tired all day Friday. I went to several of the sessions, including hmmmm. . .am completely blanking on her name (Salima Ikram). It will come back to me. I think I went to lunch by myself because I was too hungry to seek anyone out and I wanted to just get something quickly. I went to McD’s that morning and, sadly, saw that a small bird had flown into a window and was on the sidewalk dead. On the way there his buddy was standing there with him/her but had flown away; made me sad.

Attended a couple more sessions in the afternoon and then sat around a lot. I eventually met up with “Poppe” (forget her first name) but she was an older lady, friend of Ryan’s, who I met last year. Talked to her for a while and then someone else she knew came out (smoking area) and we totally hit it off. Yeah, she’s kind of overweight and smokes but she was a riot (Rachel). I was meeting Christine for dinner, albeit at like 7, so I escorted the two of them into the banquet room while I waited for Christine to swing by and we had much fun with the fact that I was ditching them.

Dinner was fine. Went to a place in an old house and we sat outside on the old porch. Took way too long though, I think we got there at 7:30-ish and didn’t leave until after 9. I had a cup of the best gumbo I’ve ever had, which isn’t saying much if I’m honest, but it was deeelish. Well, plus some appetizers. Still, didn’t eat a lot. That’s when I went home and just went to bed.

Saturday I slept better so I wasn’t so dead. I went to an Einstein’s Bagels nearby for breakfast, came back and went over my talk again, then went down to the room. The first person (Eugene Cruz-Uribe) was great, the second guy was kinda dull and just read his thing (d-u-l dull). He went short so I talked with the woman before me for a few minutes, who was a delightful (and attractive) English (actually Dutch by extraction) lady. Kind of a dull talk though. My turn came and it went less well than I’d thought it would, but still okay. Crowd was small because A) Greco-Roman doesn’t draw as well anyway, and B) I was up against Betsy Bryan (big shot). So maybe 20 people. But it went fairly well, and there were some good questions afterwards. Our session chair told me afterwards that there was a book out now that detailed all of the Egyptian/Roman baths which obviously would have been invaluable back then) and happily I got pretty much everything right. I’d said we’d dated the thing to post-Ptolemaic times and she said that was correct, so yay Sonali and her ceramics! Free free free!!! after that. I went to a couple of sessions and then agreed to meet Leslie for lunch, which we did and talked about all sorts of things archaeological and Kom el-Hisn; I gave her some maps and ceramics documents. She mentioned asking me to do a field school in the future but who knows. Our lunch was late and she was somewhat complainy about it, so we got our lunch free!

I think I went to one session after that (guy from Harvard who, along with Leslie, is thinking about going back to Kol el-Hisn) and then walked up to a huge liquor store (Spec’s) and got a bottle of wine for the party that night. Nice walk. Stopped at an SBux on the way back for a smoothie because lunch hadn’t stuck with me. Met with Meredith about KeH ceramics at 4:30 and then took a quickie nap before heading to the next event, a reception at the local museum.

I introduced myself to an attractive Russian women whom I’d seen several times; meh, kind of not exciting. I mostly hung by myself there at first but then when the reception (with alkyhol) started I hooked back up with Poppe and Rachel and had a grand old time. I drank and entire glass of wine and we were all starving so we all descended on each plate of hors d’ouerves like, as I put it, “a bunch of zombies at a car wreck”. I took the 8:30 bus back to the hotel and changed into my Hawaiian short and went down to Ryan’s room for the party. Drank more wine. He was quite pleased and surprised that I’d brought the Egyptian Grammar book for him with me. Had to go downstairs and get a corkscrew for my wine (it was meh) and people started trickling in. Didn’t get going until the women showed up, of course. I mostly hung out – on the bed! – with Rachel and some other chick she knew and we laughed our asses off. I finally left around 11:45 and slept okay.

As for Sunday, oh boy. Slept okay (until 6:45) and went to McD’s again for breakfast. Then the adventure started. The shuttle driver called to say he was early and would I like to go early?  Well, okay, so I went down a little after 8:30 and then he kept calling to say he was at the hotel looking for me etc. Finally turned out he was at the wrong Doubletree. Okay. I was getting ready to call a cab when he finally showed up – actually on time, he’d just gotten the wrong Doubletree – and off we went. Well. He missed the exit to the airport and we proceeded to go all the way around the entire airport partly on these junky 2-lane service roads. I finally questioned whethere we were really headed to the airport and like three heads jerked in my direction. I finally got out my phone map and found out where we were going – all the way around the airport on service roads – but I made sure he was going in the right direction. Sheesh. I don’t think he got any tips.

More later.

[Later]
Sitting here at my desk and apparently the anxiety is washing over me. Even before we landed I felt it creeping back in. Is it situational? Is it this place? Has Seattle just got too much baggage for me anymore? Or is being away and among strangers and doing all sorts of different things constantly just swamping whatever anxiety is already there? Most of the flight I was actually looking forward to being home, going to work tomorrow with the same sort of energy I had there, but most of this afternoon I was practically dreading it again. I just don't know. I was even thinking that I needed to try to somehow. . .SOMEHOW!. . . .retain those feelings for longer than a couple of hours.

So I dunno. I keep hoping the idea that "it's all in my head" will click at some point and I'll just cast it all aside like I did in 1984 or so when I was going through much the same thing. I did read something in Frankenstein this afternoon: "For nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose." Which is exactly what I've been saying. 

Anyway, the flight went well. Napped a couple of times. We got in early by about 25 minutes I think. Stopped off at the grocery store on the way back. I unpacked and did some cooking, etc., and went for a walk. 

Perhaps. . . . .I should try to keep imagining every day is almost like my first day here.

23 April 2015 (Thursday, Houston)

No 1953 entry; I left the diary at home. I just got back from dinner (although I didn’t eat anything) at Cyclone Anaya’s Mexican Restaurant. Apparently he was a wrestler in the 1950s or something. Went with a nice group of people. I met Meredith first time I came down to the lobby and went over and sat with her and just started talking to people, and off we went. About 1 miles away and we walked. Two people here are really interested in Kom el-Hisn so we’re going to talk about that while I’m here and they’re even working on going back.

Anyway, to start back at the beginning, I woke up at 4:30 after something of a fitful night. Jack wanted to sleep with me in the TV room, by sitting on my nightstand and meowing at me and then ran in front of me in there. Flight was okay, etc., although I napped a couple of times. Got to the hotel okay, nice room, although no free WiFi, darn it. Walked to the CVS pharmacy to get some eyeball solution and caffeine free soda, although I didn’t drink any of the latter.

Houston seems okay. Downtown is pretty clean although not a lot going on at night. One guy I met is at Harvard, the other from Roanoke College in Virginia, both are the Kom el-Hisn people.

So, at least to this point all of the worry I had has of course come to naught, and so far I’m quite pleased with things.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

22 April 2015 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1953 (Wednesday):
Took the car to school this morning. The starter on it went out today. Carl came home with me after school and we put in a new starter. Afterwards we went up to the High School and worked on [Light]s] car. We drove around town a little while tonight. Carl ate supper at grandma's with me tonight and is staying all night with me tonight. Am a little tired. Coke $.05. Spent $.05.
Egads, just got the invoice for the heater core on the car: $1200! They estimated around $600 and that was before I removed some of the stuff for it. Must. . .well, I dunno, I may request they put it all back together for that kinda dough (they were going to leave it as it was). Gads.

Anyway, slept kinda badly last night, at least it took quite a while to get to sleep after I woke up the first time (which wasn't long after I first went to sleep either). Just working on my talk in my head. I did, however, figure out a good funny opening. I worked out the slides this morning and I think it will liven things up a bit. I started feeling much better about it all after that and all day was looking forward to it.

Had a decent workout although my shoulder hurt the rest of the day, not sure what is doing it, but probably the vertical presses. I came home and ate my bagels before heading off to Cascadia. I finished up the one report -- Mike just has to add his stuff in, which I had expected him to have done by now -- and left word with what to do with it. Left about 11:45 and went to lunch at Pagliacci's on the Ave before I got my hair cut at 12:45. She just trimmed it up to look okay for this weekend. Went home after that, got some stuff done for the trip -- shuttle reservation, etc. -- and then played with the cats a while, played my trumpet for a while, and then went to the QFC quick to get some dinner stuff.

Fashion note of 2015: I drove by both a high school (Roosevelt) and the UW and I guess over half of all the females were wearing some form of leggings.

Ate too much for dinner. We went to UVil to get me a bagel and cream cheese for the plane tomorrow and a few other items. 

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

21 April 2015 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1953 (Tuesday):
Went to school this morning and played in our sax quintet for the [honor society] assembly and then came home for the day. Did a little [about] work and slept most of the afternoon. Cleaned up the garage a little this evening and then drove around town until about 1:00 this morning with [Kevin]. Eats $.40 gas $1.00. Spent $1.40. 
What a tiring day. Last night was weird. I woke up at who-knows-when (probably around 12:30) and had a bright and shining moment of clarity, an epiphany in which I determined how I would not allow worry and anxiety to control my life, that I was making a change of solid and really workable proportions. Really.

And then I forgot it all. JAYsus. Really. I had some thought in my head involving two words that I would not allow all that stuff to impinge upon. . . .and by the time I woke up I forgot what they were. Still haven't remembered. The Spousal Unit used to talk in her sleep and many nights I would lie there awake listening to her and I was bound and determined to remember exactly what she was saying and I wold lie there and repeat the words several times. . . .and then forget it by morning. I never remembered. I could remember the act of listening and repeating -- or in this case, that I was thinking something very profound -- but simply could not remember the exact words. The brain is really in a different state at night.

So anyway. Woke up at like 3:50 and don't think I went back to sleep (I may have, I was doing multiplication tables in my head and swore I couldn't have been doing that for an entire hour). Felt awful but did okay, mostly. Really restless at work. Workout was pretty good; the PT had me practicing squats on my heels mostly, and I tried it today and it seemed to not put as much strain on my back. Not even a tweak.

All I had for lunch was a yogurt, granola and fruit parfait. For some reason I haven't been really hungry by noon the last two days. Dunno why. But I sat out back behind the hospital and it was reasonably pleasant (still a bit sunny). Bus ride home was uneventful, by which time it had clouded up considerably and was starting to sprinkle. We walked at the mall so the Spousal Unit could get some facial stuff at the Clinque counter in The Bon/Macy's. I still call it The Bon.  

Monday, April 20, 2015

20 April 2015 (Monday)

On this day in 1953 (Monday):
Got up in time to take Barbara to school this morning. Had a marching practice this morning. I skipped sixth period today and came home and work a little on the car. Went to supper down at grandma's and then rest up and saw Barbara's mother who is still up in the hospital. We got into a bull of a[sic] argument [today]. Didn't [do] and [stating] though. Bought play ticket Spent $.75.
Well, first day back at GH as a working' stiff. Whew. Tough sitting in that little carrel for 7 hours. Rowena is glad to see me though. I think she was getting a little lonely sitting back there amongst the graduate students. I got a decent amount done, mostly just looking through some of the data. Might be tough to keep occupied though.

You know, at one time I really reveled in being a "working stuff", just riding downtown every day and doing a job. After being in school so much and doing manual labor during the summers it was nice for a while to just work for a living. That was in probably the late 1990s through 2002 or so. After that when the anxiety started building up it got unpleasant. I could see myself enjoying that again after all of the upset over the last few years.

Anyway, I slept kinda badly last night. Neighbor called at 10:30 to say our garage light was on. I didn't eve hear it, but the Spousal Unit got up and listened and turned it off, but I was awake and was not going back to sleep. THEN I went and woke up at 3:30 AGAIN!!!!! Grrrrr. WHY do I keep waking up at 3 frickin' 30??!! It's not enough sleep. It's not. So why do I do it? I don't always start worrying, but end up just running off at the mind. GOD it's irritating. I took a/4 ambien anyway and went back to sleep, thank God. So I felt okay most of the day.

Workout went well. Got downtown in short order. I started drinking iced tea instead of Diet Coke with my bagels, mainly so I wouldn't sit there and have to burp a lot (when there are people around). Worked out well. Rowena and I went to get coffee. I had a scone for lunch and sat out behind Harborview in the sun. Only for a few minutes but I had to get away from that damnable carrel. Took a walk in the afternoon, too.

What else. Took the 76 bus home for the first time in months. Much nicer than the 71 which has a lot of riffraff and takes longer. I might need to get my hair cut tomorrow or Wednesday before Houston, it's looking a little ragged.

What else. Went to UVil for our walk Beautiful day, sunny and 73. Just about perfect.

I did a bit of pre-packing to make sure I have all the relevant materiel for the trip. Hopefully it will ease off any STUPID WORRYING AT 3:30 TOMORROW MORNING. 

Sunday, April 19, 2015

19 April 2015 (Sunday)

On this day in 1953 (Sunday):
Went to church with Barbara this morning. Came home and had dinner and then did some school wok and wrote a letter to [Ron]. Picked Barbara up about 7:00 from [sloan] at the church and we went to a show at the Yakima. A 3rd D [amiptand] affair. Drove around a little after the show and went and got some eats at the drive-in. Show $2.00. Eats $.30. Spent $2.30.
Today I had a nearly no-tech day. I didn't use my cell phone, computer (except this, obviously), CDs, or anything like that. Dunno why, although I remember when I did my '80s Week I thought I might devote one day a week to being no-tech. Thought it might improve my mood somewhat. I woke up to a big ol' anxiety attack in the middle of the night (2:30) but happily it didn't last long and I went to sleep again until after 5. Oddly, even though I slept quite well, I was really sleepy at Mass this morning. I think because I should have taken a quick nap beforehand but didn't. I didn't do much otherwise all morning except watch some TV -- mostly broadcast, although I did watch Zoolander.

We went to some woo-woo veggie restaurant for lunch at UVil and I didn't like mine. It was okay, but not for $10. But we sat outside and it was pleasant as all get out. Did the usual shopping thing, came back for some yogurt and then hit an estate sale (nothing exciting). When I came back I quick mowed the yard although had to stop for a while and chat with the neighbor Jackie and her hottie friend Laura. About our stream, that is. Played my trumpet for a while. Made dinner.

Tonight we walked up to the cemetery (Calvary) for our walk. It's always somewhat calming to go walk around there, especially seeing the people who lived and died before I was even born. It definitely puts one's own life in some perspective. The men who died in war. The women who outlived their husbands by decades. The multiple generations in one plot.

What will they say about me when I'm gone? 

Saturday, April 18, 2015

18 April 2015 (Saturday)

On this day in 1953 (Saturday):
Slept in this morning. Played in a parade to start off the baseball [season] this year. Ate dinner here at [home]. Worked the car and [alsound] the white [sikc] wall this afternoon. Also ate supper [bus] this evening. Left for work about 8:40. [I've[ didn't feel too good tonight. Had a flat tire after I got off from work tonight. Got here about 1:00 this morning and grabbed myself a bite to eat and went to bed. Pop $.10 Spent $.10. 
Busy, busy day here in 2015. At the moment I'm listening to a Frank Sinatra record -- yes, an LP -- and it's really mint condition, hardly any crackles or pops at all. Just felt like listening to older records. It's National Record Store Day for whatever that counts. So I'm listening to records. Last night I put on Harry Belefonte's "Calypso" album and the cats didn't like it.

Anyway, I awoke at 4:30 in the bed which was pretty good. Went to McD's for breakfast and actually ate too much (a little too much), but otherwise had a nice little morning. I cleaned up some when I got back and then worked on my presentation a little bit. Mostly I figured out the first couple of sentences I would start with since that's kind of the Panic Moment so I usually figure out a "script" for that and then wing it from there with a few notes on the screen. Didn't watch much TV this morning either.

I left around 10:15 to go do various things. First to an estate sale on the next street over. I bought two large bowls we'll use for salads. Kind of 1960s-70s looking things. Kinda cheap but they look interesting. Drop down to Renton after that and stopped at the Fry's for a new plug for my computer speakers, then to PetSmart for litter and Daisy chow, then over to the Wal-Mart for. . . .LUZIANNE TEA. Yes! I don't have to mail order it anymore! Awe.Some. Had lunch at Popeye's chicken after that, sat around in there for a bit then headed to the airport and the cell phone lot for a while. Flight was early (12:40 as opposed to 12:55) but I still sat there for over half an hour. . . . .cranking Van Halen. I brought the Spousal Unit some chicken and a biscuit leftover from my lunch -- not really "leftovers" as I hadn't planned on eating them myself anyway -- and then we came home. Stopped at another estate sale and the Spousal Unit got a small glass dish.

Not much after that. I played my trumpet a bit, figuring out 'Peanuts', which went pretty well. Made dinner. Went for a walk. 65 and sunny today so it was pleasant. Skyline Baptist Church moved in across the street (was a Chinese Lutheran) and the landscaping guy was there with his 5-6 WEINER DOGS. Or is it wiener dogs? I think the latter. Cute little things. 

Friday, April 17, 2015

17 April 2015 (Friday)

On this day in 1953 (Friday):
Picked Barbara up and took her to school this morning. Had a marching practice this morning also. Came home after 5th period and [banked] off the car and then came back to school in time to take Barbara home. Took her to the show [nest] at [Scla] tonight. Drove around a little afterwards. Got home about 12:15. Still have a little cold. Candy $.20 Show $1.00. Spent $1.20.
Yet another eventful day. Slept okay, oddly. Went right to sleep after the Skype meeting and didn't wake up again until 4:30. So I felt okay despite a relative lack of sleep. Had a great workout, mainly so I'd be all pumped up for the PT session. Meh. I dunno, I guess I have something of an automatic skepticism of a 20-something female checking my squat form. I am willing to take advice though. But still. . .meh.

Went to Cascadia right after that and commenced working on the one slide report, which I finished around noon, went to QFC for chowder for lunch, came back and got back to the other one. I decided to use one from a few months ago right across the street as the template so I spent some time transferring the new stuff to that one instead. Mike hadn't gotten that one's results written up yet, so it's still kind of on hold, I wish I'd been able to get them both done so I don't have anything on for next week. Speaking of which, got a call from the architect on the Roche Harbor thing and apparently the tribes are wanting some other archaeologist to do the little survey we'd planned. I've heard of her from my colleagues, she's nice and friendly with the tribes and will do whatever they say. I won't exactly badmouth her to the client, although I'm sure he's aware that the tribes want her for a reason. Actually, I wouldn't mind if she took over the whole damn thing, but whatever.

I left there around 2:15 although I got a text saying my check was ready so I went back before I got to I5; that was when I got the phone call.

Oh, the Spousal Unit couldn't come back today as their flight was cancelled. She's coming back tomorrow. I played my trumpet a bit when I got back, gave the cats some attention, ate dinner, than walked up to UVil again, hoping it will tire me out sufficiently so I'll sleep good again tonight.

Started working on what I'm going to say during my talk next week, too. 

Thursday, April 16, 2015

16 April 2015 (Thursday)

On this day in 1953 (Thursday):
Came back to school today. Had a long marching practice this morning. Took Barbara to school this morning. After school [Brad] and I worked on the garage. We then went and picked up Barbara and just drove around town. Took the Dodge tonight because it has more room. Got home about 12:00. Had a good cold and am as [tired] as can be. Gas $1.75. $.05 coke Spent $1.80. 
Very eventful day today. Didn't sleep very well. I woke up at some point and was going to to TV room but the cats were monopolizing it so I went back to the bed. I tried to make it different -- that seems to help -- by pushing the comforter down and sleeping kinda sideways. Still had a big ol' anxiety attack and didn't get back to sleep for probably 45 minutes.

Had a really good workout (legs) and then came home. I decided not to go downtown as I still wasn't formally hired. . . .BUT. About 12:30 I finally got an email back saying it went through and I was 'hired' as of April 1, so I could have been working all thing time. Grrrrr. So I made up some hours and put them in anyway. Well, I did some work but I was generous with the time. I'd gone to Spam's Club in the morning and then lunch at UVil (a salad outside). Then I dropped some food off at the church and then came back and got a big ol' chocolate chip mocha frappucino at SBux for free (card reward) and then went back home.

I actually spent some time this morning doing Coptic data stuff. And this afternoon I was going to play my trumpet but then Richard said one of the graphs in my burials chapter for the monograph needed to be changed to black and white. Tried for a bit to re-do it from the original data but had no idea where it went to. So I just imported the graph into Illustrator and just made up a new one.

Spaghetti for dinner (carbs for a good workout tomorrow) and then I walked all the way to UVil for my walk, due to the frappucino and the rather large piece of banana cream pie for dessert. 25 minutes each way. Worth it for the small, but very nice, scenery there this evening. On the way back I saw an old binder on the sidewalk for "Programming in VAX Fortran". I used to use VAX's a lot and really liked them (much preferable to UNIX IMO), but never did much with Fortran.

What else. Got a letter from Premera Blue Cross (insurance) letting us know they had a data breach last year, so that's probably where my SSN got to for the fake tax return.

So, back to working mostly full time next week. It's been nice, but I have lots to do so it will be a nice change for 4 months or so. Was feeling pretty badly about it all late last night and actually this morning, too. 

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

15 April 2015 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1953 (Wednesday):
Got up early and went and picked Barbara up. We skipped school today and went and drove down to [Portland]. We stopped at [Mathouth] Falls for a while. Got back about 4:30. Toll bridge $.50. gas $8.00. Oil $.30. [Tax] ties $1.40. [Parts out a piston some pistons] $2.70. Went to church tonight with Carl and [Leah]. Drove around after church a little while. Got in about 12:00. Got a [door] sold tonight. Spent $10.90. 
I don't think that says "Portland", that would be a long drive, but maybe. COuldn't make out the Falls name and couldn't find anything close either.

Odd night last night. I woke up like 3 times in the bed and the last time I was sure it was probably 3:30 and I was kind of optimistic that I'd spent most of the night in the bed. But no, it was 1:40. I decided to sleep on the floor in the TV room the rest of the night. Not comfortable. But I slept until 5.

Really decent workout, arm didn't hurt much. Came home, bagels, yadda yadda yadda. (Note: Auto-correct turned those yaddas into 'eider's).

What else. Went to Cascadia. Worked on the Korell mitigation plan a bit, the two reports for stuff just done, went over my ARCE slides during a down time. Janet was back from vacation in California, good to see her again. We went to QFC to get lunch. I got Panda chow mein noodles and they didn't sit well with my nether regions earlier this evening. I worked there until about 2 and then came home. Didn't do much, sadly, I should have cleaned the bathroom but I may go do that now. Played trumpet a while, practicing Magic Trumpet. Never did get it completely right all the way through, although I was only practicing the first part. Well, not true, I did it a few times, but not bang-on consistently. Was not reading music though.

Jack got outside! I had the door open looking at crows and he snuck out with me seeing him! I closed the door with him out there, went back to the TV room and then heard this loud meowing. Heh. Good for him, he stayed by the door and hollered. Went for a walk. Will clean bathroom now. 

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

14 April 2015 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1953 (Tuesday):
Stayed home from school today. Slept most of the day. Barbara didn't go to school today either. I went up to see her about 3:00. Went and picked Carl up and he came to supper with me and then we went to work laying the floor in our garage. Worked until about 10:00 then we drove around town until about 1:00 this morning. Got myself a candy bar at [Kanper] while we were out. .15 candy Spent $.15.
Interesting day today. I managed to sleep okay, albeit with some assistance. I got up at 4:45 so I could get the bus to campus -- didn't really need to, I sat around for like 10 minutes and then was still 5 minutes early for the bus -- which I did, worked out pretty hard. I'm thinking the back exercises might be working. It kind of tweaked at one point, but in most other ways it felt nice and stable.

Went over to the HS Rotunda and had my bagels and junk and then met Sharon who I'll be working with. Looked like yer basic campus hippyish type. Pleasant enough though. Gave her some data and documents on the Coptic data. Went up to the bus and got the 65 home. Piddled around a bit and then drove over to McD's for lunch and thence to Cascadia. I got a decent amount done, mostly finished the background stuff on the one report. Had a signed agreement come in that we sent out last September and we were all clueless who it was (mine, I kind of recognized it and had it on my computer). Dealt some with the Tarte/Korell stuff. I left there about 2:30 after doing some other stuff.

When I got home. . . .hmm. Played my trumpet for a while. Oh! I picked up the guitar again! I decided that I needn't give it up entirely, but it could take a back seat to the trumpet and I could just play it for fun (which I guess was the point anyway) without thinking it was the only thing I had to do to make music. Or something. Whatever. Oddly, I played it about the same as when I put it down, although with hurting fingers more readily. Was really rocking' the trumpet though, improving on the high notes. I can now mostly do Amazing Grace starting with an F. One thing I am really practicing is hitting higher notes at first pop. That used to terrify me as a kid; I didn't get how people could just hit a high note right out of the gate like that. I mean, I would do it, but it scared me to death. That's one neat thing about this, I can go back and conquer all the fearful things from when I was a kid.

Nothing much else, went for a walk. Only in the 40s today. 

Monday, April 13, 2015

13 April 2015 (Monday)

On this day in 1053 (Monday):
Dad slept in this morning and I got up just in time to [dash] up and pick up Barbara and take her to school. Had a [ruddy] day in [jam]. Got Barbara and drove around for a while after school. Took her to hear some Negro singers down at the church tonight. Barbara Carl and I drove around a while after it was over with until about mid-night. Didn't do any studying at all tonight. Gas $1.00. Spent $1.00. 
Probably a short entry as I have two cats that are literally -- LITERALLY!!!!! -- starved for attention. Daisy is sitting next to my chair and every now and then I feel her nose pushing against my elbow. Jack was Needy Ned this afternoon, even after giving him concentrated attention for like 20 minutes.

Slept well last night and had a good workout. Really good workout, in fact. Came home, went to Cascadia, worked until about 2. Got a decent amount done, even most of the report. Mike apparently found some lawbreakers, removing a bunch of midden and then filling it in with fill from one of our projects. What else. Raining most of the day. It's a cold rain -- 44 degrees this afternoon -- so the mountains should be getting a lot of snow which is still much needed.

When I cam home I did some laundry (must hang it up!), played my trumpet for a bit, but not too long as I was practicing hitting some high notes. Made the ribs for dinner, decent enough, but was unable to cook them long enough to make them fall apart. I walked at NGate.

Was listening to an old piano CD, Michael Jones' "Pianoscapes". It's one of the ones I listened to when I first moved out here in 1985. I would sit in my room at like 10 at night listening to piano music, reading poetry, and drinking bourbon and waters. It was comforting and I believe I may have had to go through that phase. Looking back I was probably pretty miserable but at the time felt it was really noble in a way, my suffering for a woman (Laurie).

Like I said, we all have our paths. 

Sunday, April 12, 2015

12 April 2015 (Sunday)

On this day in 1953 (Sunday):
Got up this morning and got down to the church about 10:30 and sat out in the car with Barbara. Came home [bus] for about and[sic] hour and a half and then we went to a show $1.50. We also went to a Cafe for dinner $1.15. Went down to our church tonight for services. Had some eats at the drive-in afterwards $.30. Got home about 10:30 and did a lot of school work until I am so tired I could do anymore[sic]. Gas $1.00. Spent $3.95.
Am now bachelor for a week. Dropped the Spousal Unit off at the airport around 10:30. Slept very well last night. Came home, piddled around some and then went to UVil. Had a salad at the one place, wanted to eat outside but it was too cool. Did very little shopping -- ribs, cheese, soda, and bread at the QFC -- and then a little bit more at the Safeway. I went back to UVil to sit outside with a hot chocolate and enjoy the scenery, but there was little of the latter (outside anyway) and the chocolate wasn't very good. Dunno, might be losing my taste for it. Got the car washed afterwards, came home, trumpet, etc. Made leftover spaghetti for dinner. Walked up to post office, mailed the Spousal Unit's ballot but not mine because I forgot to sign it and no pens at the PO. Darn it.

Was thinking this afternoon that I wish I had taken my trumpet more seriously as a kid. I wish I'd practiced more and tried to do something to play music I really liked instead of just the usual band stuff. Then again, I was all rock 'n roll back then so maybe it's really a pipe dream.

As I also often do, while I was out walking I was feeling comfortable with my trajectory over the years. I suppose we all look back when we get to this age and wonder if we should have done things differently. I guess in retrospect I wouldn't have gotten the PhD, but then again, what else would I have done? What would I have done with an archaeology degree? Would I have gone back and gotten a Comp Sci degree later? Despite my current situation, I've been to Egypt several times and helped excavate there. I've seen much of the world, and had a lot of fun doing so. Some regrets. But it's okay.  Would I be in the same boat had I chosen a blander career path? Would I have gotten to 50 and had massive regrets that I was stuck in some blasé job for 25 years?

I guess we all chose our own paths through life. We do what we do because we think it's the right thing to do, or because it's what we think we should do, or were meant to do. We -- I -- should just make the best of whatever path we choose and don't look back (too much). 

Saturday, April 11, 2015

11 April 2015 (Saturday)

On this day in 1953 (Saturday):
Slept until about 11 this morning and then I went down and helped dad bring some [dandys] up to the house. After dinner I came home and slept most of the afternoon. After supper  I came home and did a little did a little work on some music and call up Barbara and talked to her for a while and then I left for work. I was just a little late to[sic] because of my [dam] water. Took [Gwange] home after the dance. Gas $1.00 Spent $1.00. 
Ah, sleep, blessed sleep. I went to bed at 9:30 or so and then the Spousal Unit came in around 10 after watching some Frank Sinatra thing and I ended up sleeping almost all through the night. Until 5! Was beat after the last couple of days. We went out for breakfast although I probably shouldn't have. Was not hungry much for most of the day. This morning I watched some old Twilight Zone episode -- one where three astronauts see their crashed space chip and dead bodies, but the captain won't let them just acknowledge that they're really dead -- and then did some work on a Car Lust post. Fiddled around a lot. We just went for lunch at NGate and then hit a grocery store for dinner junk (okay, not junk, potatoes and cole slaw) and then came home and I went up on the roof and cleaned that out. And THEN I attempted to unclog the drains on the rain barrel by blasting them with a hose. Hope it works. Found that snails are making a home under the big planter on the steps so I blasted that as well, not really enough to blast the snails out but enough to get all the snail poop out. They're fine there but they'll have to put up with being hosed every now and then.

What else. Went for ice cream and then walked up to the estate sale. Came home. Played trumpet and watched some HBO thing on Scientology. Odd how close some of it was to an old Millennium episode. Watched yet another Night Stalker, the Werewolf one this time. Not one of the better ones. Not very scary at all. Mainly because it was a cheesy wolf suit and stuff and all he did was throw people around and growl a lot. Made dinner. Walked. Should probably go do my back exercises. And wrist exercises. 

Friday, April 10, 2015

10 April 2015 (Friday)

On this day in 1953 (Friday):
Had our first short marching practice this morning. Had some more pictures taken for the [Luomile] of the dance band and the sax quintet. Missed a test in ancient history. Barbara [!!!!!] [came back] to me today and I took her home after school. Had to play for a [sportsmens] club [cartional] at 7:00 this evening. Took Barbara to a show afterwards until about 10:00 and then we just went out and parked. Had a good time. [Yeah, I bet you did] Show $1.50 Gas $1.00. Spent $2.50.
*sigh*

Actually, I'm glad he didn't ever marry Barbara, he probably would have been separated and divorced and remarried to her about 10 times.

Anyway. Skype call went fine last night. I remembered I liked Julia the Kenyan date manager so it will be fun working with her again. Took 45 minutes. Jack was concerned because the Spousal Unit was in bed and OH MY GOD SOMEONE ELSE WAS DOWNSTAIRS TALKING AND STUFF. So he had to come down and wander around. I think he spent the entire night down there with me, albeit in the other room. And both of them were there wandering around at 5, cuz, you know, it's so neat that someone's down there!

Jack was also running in front of me first thing and he quick turned around to run and kinda ran into a corner so he was scared of me for a while.

Worked out good and hard, and then went to UVil and got a fresh bagel and cream cheese for a change. Deeeeelish. Physical therapy. Meh. She kinda massaged it for a while, not sure that did any good, but a reasonably attractive young female fondling me in any way for whatever reason is okay in my book. Different exercise person. She did some back stuff because I was whining about my lower back, too. Not sure all these exercises are doing any good for my arm though.

Went home and got a mocha on the way and then headed straight downtown. Meeting got pushed back to 1:30 so I kept vaguely busy until then. Meeting was good with Scott. He has no money but at least I'm on his radar. He was kind of bemoaning the fact that he's 47 and living from grant to grant; I concurred. Left right after that. Wait! My friend Laura there is preggars! We get along really well for some reason. So happy for her. Spousal Unit will make the kid let a sweater. Due late June.

Oh! There's an estate sale on the next block of our street. I snagged two LPs, a Wings one (whatevs) and "Something's Going On" by Frida Lyngstad, of ABBA. GAWD I played the snot out of that tape in like 1983-85. It was our Spring album. Really good condition, too. And I still like it! I thought then and still do that Phil Collins was underrated as a drummer and back then he was Mr. Superstar, had his hands on so much stuff in the early 1980s. Side 2 is the best one. But I like it all. Really enjoying listening to it.

Raining, too. Most of the day was pleasant enough. Snow in the mountains which is good. 

Thursday, April 9, 2015

9 April 2015 (Thursday)

On this day in 1953 (Thursday):
Just got to school in time this morning. Had and[sic] English test today. I didn't go to sixth period this afternoon instead I came home and slept a while. Went to supper at grandma's and then came home and studied on my history and English until mid-night. Talked a while to Carl and Shirley over the phone tonight. Got to bed about 1:00 after I [sto]. Gas $1.00. [Towel] fee $2.50. Spent $3.50. 
Towel fee! At U-Wisconsin we would buy a towel at the Bookstore and then keep turning it in at the athletic facility for a clean one. Before we left for good we would make sure to get a newer one from the attendant. At Washington here they just hand them out, meaning lots probably get stolen. Err, not like I would know anything about that. . . . .

Gadzooks, what a busy day. Started, unfortunately, at 3:30. Buggers. No particular reason. Well, probably minor stress about this stupid 10 pm Skype call with Kenya. Which isn't a big stressor in any normal universe, but, you know. Stupid head.

Anyway, I had a decent workout this morning (legs). Bemoaned the Badgers' fate Monday with what's-his-name from the football team here, chatted with a young lady about bruised crotch areas -- honest! -- and left straight to Cascadia. I was the only one there for almost 2 hours. Mostly dealt with the Envirotek guy trying to get his stupid project scheduled with someone other than me. Well, that's not true, I won't mind doing it next Tuesday I guess. 4-5 shallow holes is all, and I can even work out that morning. Figured that out, did some other piddling things, left around 11:40 to have lunch with the Spousal Unit.

After that I drove up to Spam's Club and got a couple of things, and stopped at a body shop to have them check the trunk leak but not a soul was around. I might have considered stealing something -- just to set an example, of course -- but figured they'd have cameras going. So, no business for them. Oh, scheduled an estimate for a furnace/heat pump or something for the 24th. Or 28th. Or something, it's in my calendar. Then I went to UVil for dinner fixin's and sat in the SBux a while with a hot chocolate. Came home, fiddled around, read the LEEP/Cryo study protocols so I have some vague idea of what I'm talking about tonight, etc. Rob and Reyna were out again; I find it kind of sweet that they're doing her truck together, although it's mostly her standing around while dear ol' dad does most of the work.

We went to UVil again this evening to get a prescription for me and also the cats, i.e., bonito flakes. Nothing else exciting. I'll probably do the Skype call in my pajama bottoms, although if it were warmer I'd do it in my underwear just to say that I did. I'll probably just crash out on the couch down in the basement after it's done so I don't disturb the Spousal Unit.

Sunny and 62ish today. 

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

8 April 2015 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1953 (Wednesday):
Drove my Plymouth to school this morning. Had my picture taken for the [Lomic] this morning with the band. Started studying as soon as I came home from school. Went to supper at grandma's and after supper came home and studied about 4-1/2 hours on history and English. Going to have a test on those tomorrow. Practiced my clarinet a little while tonight. Bought a ticket to a play $.70 Gas $1.00. Spent $1.70.
Beautiful day today, high of 63. I slept pretty well, and woke up at 4:30. Had a good workout because of that (hydration). All sorts of females in the gym today for some reason. Scarfed down bagels. Went to Cascadia. Got most everything done I set out to, plus a new project. Was really pretty busy all morning and until around 1:30 or 2. When I came home I played my trumpet for a while, and learned a good chunk of The Summer Wind. Rob and Reyna were in their back yard and I think they could hear me playing, so thankfully I did well today. Played Summer Wind a few times, Amazing Grace, Magic Trumpet, and a bit of Tangerine. Sounded pretty good.

Made hangerburgers for dinner. Walked.

Felt pretty good today. 

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

7 April 2015 (Tuesday)

On this day in 1953 (Tuesday):
Dad took me to school this morning so my car is be[sic] repaired. Practice for the concert tonight most of the morning. Stayed after school and wrote up some English today. Got my car about 5:00 and ate at grandma's. Went and played a concert [featuring] [Ralph Mundy] and then had a dance band practice with him after the concert. The whole thing went off good. Got home about 11:30. Gas $1.00. Spent $1.00.
I had a super busy day. I slept almost all through the night. Had a decent workout. Well, a really good workout. Went downtown, and did not much useful until the meeting with Michael. Have a lot of work to do the next couple of months which is good. Found out I have to do Skype meetings every Thursday at 10 pm, ugh. But that's okay. Didn't unduly flip me out like it would have just a couple of years ago. I was noticing today that I'm not overly anxious lately and I realized that I don't really clue in to how bad it is except when it's not there.

Bus ride home was odd, he really went out of his way. We were starting to wonder if we'd all gotten on the wrong bus or something. Made it home, practiced trumpet for a while, made spaghetti meat, etc. Met our lesbian new neighbor, who looks typically. . . .well, lesbian. Large and male-ish. I guess I won't be telling her what the Subaru's name is. . . .

I made up a Car Lust post about young Clarence here and his '39 Plymouth. I don't know if any readers will be interested, but I felt like it had to be told.

A large black cat is hanging out in the front window making Jack and Daisy crazy.

Monday, April 6, 2015

6 April 2015 (Monday)

On this day in 1953 (Monday):
Got up early this morning. Dad is sleeping in. Took the Dodge to school this morning. Drove around a little before school. Didn't have to go to my classes today because we had and[sic] all day practice with Ralph [Mandy] who is giving a concert tomorrow night. Took Carl down to see a play at our church tonight. [unk] was good. [Am sayt] the train back to college tonight. Don was engaged to [Glenn] last night. 
Busy day today. Slept well. Was up in the middle of the night and remembered we hadn't done the dishwasher so I started that (probably at 2 or 3). I actually went back to sleep pretty quickly albeit with assistance. For my workout I kind of went back to basics after the PT last week and did everything with less weight and slowly to make sure I was doing them correctly. Was actually pretty intense.

Went downtown and shortly discovered that I wasn't hired yet, had to go through a couple of steps to "apply", like background checks, blah blah blah. So I left at 11 since I wasn't getting paid and had to finish up some Cascadia reports anyway. Mr. Smith was kind of annoying again, didn't like a single sentence about what the road they were on was like. I submitted it this afternoon, so I hope they accept it and I can forget about it. I didn't do much Coptic work there. So I took the bus home. When I was walking down the street I saw Annie coming out of her house and was walking behind me. I turned around to say "Hi Annie!" and she was all like "Hi I missed my bus and I have to take to meet some people so I'm going to be late and I don't even have my shoes on" -- holds up a foot so I can see her sock -- "so I'm going to try to get my Dad to catch up to the bus in the car but other than thatI'm having a pretty good day" and about two dozen other words. She's sweet. Kinda dingy but sweet.

Went to Cascadia and finished up the two reports, although the Smith one kept going all afternoon. Was there until 2:30. Came home and did a few things. I played my trumpet for a while, but not too long. I was slowing down Magic Trumpet and playing it like a ballad of sorts, which actually sounded pretty cool. Mainly I was doing so to get the notes in my head so I can play it faster later. I was thinking I'd like to play Bobby Darin's Gyp the Cat at some point, too.

Am bitching at Mac or Android at the moment because it won't let me access the card with my music on it. I've bitched about this before: here we are, 30+ years into the Computer Revolution and we're still having a hard time doing seemingly simple things. You'd think something simple like this would be as easy as falling off a log, but no, we're still kicking around trying to connect one thing to another. Halfwitted morons. 

Sunday, April 5, 2015

5 April 2015 (Sunday)

On this day in 1953 (Sunday):
Got up just in time to go to the early morning Easter service at the Baptist church this morning and then I went to the 11:00 service at the [Nazerene]. Went to Ron's place [for dight] today. Drove around until time for supper and afterwards went down to the [Nazerene] church and helped [throughout] with their play in the evening services. Took Carl home after church. Gas $1.00. Spent $1.00.
THE BADGERS BEAT KENTUCKY. I didn't think they would although I knew they could. So, yay, in the championship game tomorrow vs. Duke. Probably still won't watch.

Good day today, all things considered. I managed to sleep until 5 again, and we ate in. Stomach felt kinda bad after breakfast so I went up and got a mocha. Most of the morning I worked on my Houston presentation, just went through my report and adjusted slides and such. Kinda worried about that around 3 or so this morning, but not bad. I worked on that until almost 11:30. I'm hoping that with the chamomile twice a day and melatonin at night I can get the anxiety under decent control.

We went to McD's for lunch and I got a jalapeño burger. They're even offering jalapeños on breakfast sandwiches here, no doubt catering to the Mexican population. Did the usual UVil stuff. Had a yogurt outside it was no nice. I mowed the yard when we got back, but it didn't really need it yet. And then I played my trumpet for a while. I decided to go through one song all the way through and decided on The Magic Trumpet. Went okay, although I don't like reading the music; as I've said, I'd much rather learn things by ear because that's how I want to play things, with no sheet music. Did pretty well, I can play it akin to a 13 year old, I guess. What else. Not much.

Easter Sunday and as is my usual I didn't go to Mass. I'll go next week, maybe, except the Spousal Unit is leaving for St. Louis and I'll have to take her to the airport in the morning. It's just too crowded, so I go the week after. I never liked the Easter vigil Mass, just too darn long. I was thinking this morning that some people really do love all that stuff, but I don't. 

Saturday, April 4, 2015

4 April 2015 (Saturday)

On this day in 2015 (Saturday):
Went up to Ron's place and he went with me when I took grandma to do her shopping this morning. He ate dinner with me today. Worked most of the afternoon down at the church helping dad. Ron work at his church most of the afternoon and I picked him up and [los next] to supper with me also. Went to work about 8:30 tonight. Barbara went out with that son-of-a-bitch again tonight, DAMN. I got home about 2:30. Gas $1.00. Spent $1.00. 
Big news around these parts: I know who he is. Clarence Ellsworth "Els" Lyons. I finally found him by looking directly in the Seattle Times obituaries. Here's the full obituary:
Clarence Elsworth "Els" LYONS Age 71, born 11/30/35 to Samuel C. and Virginia B. (Taylor) Lyons in Everett, WA. He passed away 3/10/07 surrounded by family at home in Seattle, WA following a long, well-fought battle with Parkinson Disease. He was a 1955 Yakima High School graduate. He was in the U.S. Army and Army Reserves. He married Louise M. Rasmussen, 9/10/54 in Yakima, WA. She preceded him in death in 1986. Clarence lived in Yakima and Tacoma before making Seattle his home. On 5/14/1991 Clarence married Kathleen A. (Hall) Landress in Maui, Hawaii. They enjoyed 16 years together and have been friends for 19½. Clarence liked being busy and worked 37 years for Boeing, retiring in 1995. In his free time he had several business endeavors: Professional Photographer and Lyons Protective Alarms. He loved working on cars, racing cars in his younger years, still owned his first car a 1939 Plymouth Business Coupe. He had many hobbies: playing sax since age 12, and played with the TACOY band until the year 1955; continuing to playing with the TACOY band for reunions of the 1950 genre till 2000. He played with the Yakima Elks band, the Yakima Summer Parks Concerts, the Boeing band and the Seattle Eagles band for many years. He was a member of the Elks #1400 and the Eagles Aerie #1 for many years. He enjoyed making furniture, theatre, music, carpentry, machining and fabrication. He was willing to share his knowledge with those wanting and willing to learn. He loved traveling for business and pleasure, baseball and NASCAR. He is survived by his devoted wife, Kathleen Lyons, sons, David and Daryl Landress, Gr. children, Alex, Kristen, Tyler Landress, Aeriel (Steven) Losk and 4 Grt. Gr. Children, Vernon (Joyce) Rasmussen, Connie (Clark) Bevington, Rogna McDonnell, Janice Shipp and nephews, Bruce, Alan and Jac. Interment will be held for the family prior to the Memorial Service that will be held at: Wedgwood Presbyterian Church, 8008 35th Ave. NE, Seattle 98115 at 2:00 p.m., April 14, 2007. - See more at: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/seattletimes/obituary.aspx?n=clarence-elsworth-lyons-els&pid=86880805#sthash.sSF4QX1Y.dpuf
Note that he apparently kept the old Plymouth his entire life! It is, in fact, probably still around Seattle somewhere. I'm going to try to locate it. Here is his mother's and father's grave marker. I'm glad I finally learned this. Had to search the Seattle Times' obits directly, it wouldn't show up on a normal search.

I slept pretty well last night, stayed in the bed until after 3 and then slept until 5:15. Without assistance. Had breakfast in. I worked on a post about Clarence and his Plymouth most of the morning, and then we went to North Bend. First time in a long time we didn't eat at the Bar & Grill, no parking anywhere close by. We went to the Taco Time instead. Hit the outlet mall, I bought a shirt at Eddie Bauer and the Spousal Unit got some jeans at Christopher & Banks.

Came back and I did my wrist exercises and then played trumpet for a while. We went to Ivar's Salmon House (Lake Union) for dinner. Stunning asian woman there, probably 40-ish but she was gorgeous and wearing a beautiful Japanese-style gown. They raised their prices because of the Union of Seattle Socialist Republic's new $15/hour minimum wage. Jacked up prices, but we don't tip any more. I'm not going to tip anywhere anymore. It was delicious though. We walked in Laurelhurst. Beautiful weather, nice and sunny but a little cool.



Friday, April 3, 2015

3 April 2015 (Good Friday)

On this day in 1953 (Good Friday):
Carl and I got up about 8:00 this morning. Went down to grandma's and spaded up the garden for her this morning. Worked on our cars most of the afternoon. [Ron] came home from college on a vacation today. About 10:00 [Kelis] came by with his new Plymouth and we went by the church and picked up Carl and we drove around town most of the night. Got in about 1:30. Gas $.50. Spent $.50. 
An interesting day. Which started way too early. Ugh. Like 3:15. Woke up, laid there for a bit, looked at the clock and it was almost 3:30. Grrr. I really thought I had slept through the night. Tried to get back to sleep but couldn't so got up about 4:15. Didn't have the best workout; was too tired. I wanted to get a decent workout in before the physical therapist, and well, you know, not look like a schlub. She was decent A bit high strung though. After about a minute I commented on her abundance of energy. She doesn't think I have true tennis elbow but some sort of strain from weak wrist muscles. Spent 45 minutes with an exercise person and we did lots of wrist things.

I went to Cascadia after that and actually finished up the Smith report, he'd emailed back and said everything was okay except for a couple things. So yay, he's pleased. Randall and Meg were pleased with the results of the meeting we had, too. Word was being exceedingly difficult. Just would not cooperate. Well, it was doing freakin' bizarre things. I ended up giving up, more or less.

I left there about 11:45 to go to the UW for a reference and to get a copy of a book chapter I'd had made last Friday. I parked at UVil and went to the bank and then walked up. In the rain. All went well. Also picked up Betsy's dissertation from the Anthro Dept. They like me there. Walked back down and had a hot chocolate at SBux before heading home.

I practiced my trumpet and spent most of the time just going from D to C. For some reason I've had lots of trouble with that. I think I was getting it down pretty well by the end of it. Even doing so relatively quietly, i.e., not blowing really hard. That's one reason I am liking playing it as opposed to the guitar: I can practice something for a while and get it; on the guitar I'd practice it for almost hours and still not get it. 

Thursday, April 2, 2015

2 April 2015 (Thursday)

On this day in 1953 (Thursday):
Got up this morning about 7:30 and ate breakfast and when dad went to work I went and [unk] back down and slept until about noon. After dinner I went down to Carl's place and we [parked] his car up to my place and worked on it all afternoon. Carl stayed al night with me tonight. We drove around town until about [1:00] this morning. I got myself a can of white [inkneath] paint today $.90. Gas $1.00. Spent $1.90.
Well, the trial is done. I slept pretty okay last night, and drove up to San Juan this morning. Got the 8:30 ferry over and was out at the site around 10. Bob the architect was out there and we chatted a while. The DAHP people and the tribal people got there around 10:30 or 11. One of the men gave a little sort of a speech first about how they were there for "the old ones" and that they needed to do all this for them, blah blah blah (it was actually kind of moving). I actually think that got the attention of the attorney and the architect. Then the Lummi person spoke and said they really wanted to try for a win-win solution and that they really did not want anything else disturbed. In the end, the tribal people and DAHP thought they could lend support to changing the plan and get the County to allow them to bend some of the shoreline rules. So it looks like, if the owner agrees, they'll try to change the plans to avoid any more disturbance. Good meeting.

Of course, the mitigation that we said we weren't going to do before this but did anyway because DAHP said to was, as we thought, a waste of time.

We meet with the County people real quick before the ferry left and it seemed like it would come together.

Boat ride was uneventful, I took a short nap outside. The customs line was obscene because I chose the wrong line and was almost the last on through. Grrrrr. But hey, all in all, not a bad day. I also let the DAHP person know about the Smith thing.

Got home by about 5:20. Sunny all day and very nice. 

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

1 April 2015 (Wednesday)

On this day in 1953 (Wednesday):
Right after breakfast I went and picked up Carl and we went down to the high school shop and worked on my car until about noon. Carl ate with me at grandma's today. Spent most of the afternoon cleaning up the basement and the garage. Took Carl home after we got everything cleaned up. We ate with Ronnie [Keller] and [car] drove his '51 Plymouth all over town until about 1:00 this morning. 
I remember my dad used to say that he and his friends -- in the 1950s -- would all chip in on gas and just go driving around for hours on end for entertainment. I don't think we ever did that. But then, that was back when driving was a bit newer; when I was a kid, cars were really getting to be just normal transportation.

What an odd day. The Spousal Unit took a vacation day so I got up without her, and tried to be quiet but ended up bumping into things and making all kinds of noise. Also I woke up at 3:30. Grrr. But no anxiety attack in the middle of the night! Left the house without my bagels, came back to get them, and then left the house without my phone. Grrrr. I didn't go back for that. Workout was pretty good, although I left my arm band in the car. Grrrr. Yes, it was that kind of morning. Oddly, the lights and parking and stuff worked out for me all the way to the shop. I spent about 2 hours getting various things almost done. Went to the SBux, Teresa gave me money for a latte, and when I got there I ordered the latte and reached into my pocket to pull out the money and. . . it wasn't there! Did I not put it in my pocket? Did she not really want one and I didn't remember? Well, no, when I got back the money was on the ground by my car. Grrrr.

Sheesh.

It actually went rather well after that. I left around 10:15, and we went to the Center to see the Pompeii exhibit. I loved it. I looked at every object and read every card and enjoyed every minute of it. Beautiful stuff. Good assortment of objects, from everyday items to luxury goods, a few pieces of statuary, some mosaics, murals and paintings, jewelry, etc. Displays were good. I was a little disappointed in the body casts, as maybe only one was an original cast, the others were all copies. Very moving though. They had a video of what the eruption may have looked like from an observer and it was pretty good as well, not too cheesy, good effects, and seemingly accurate. All in all a worthwhile exhibit.

Stopped at QFC on the way back for hamburger for dinner. Got comments on our report for the big site on Roche Harbor. I was kind of upset for a while, but then I realized: It's just archaeology. Not like the other work I do where people are dying of various diseases and such. So whatever.

Went to UVil for a walk. Spousal Unit burned her finger and whined about it so we had to go to Bartell's for medical supplies.