Books

We parted with a couple of tons of books when we sold the other house, and yet I was shocked at how many books we moved.  When unpacked, the books took up more space than expected.  

In deciding what to keep and what to part with we used the following tests:
1: Does it have actual or sentimental value?  Few books are worth much of anything, but some are. 
2: Have we read, opened it, or even thought about it in the past 10 years.  If not, it was time to go. 
3: Would someone else have a good use for it?  We parted with a lot of professional reference works by giving them to others with similar interests, and a significant collection of books by LGBTQ authors to an LGBTQ community library. 
4: Did we anticipate having a use for it?  I kept the travel books, and food books - things I am likely to use in the next 10 years.  

In the end, we parted with far more books, than we kept.  

The picture above was taken out the back windows of my office.  It appears to be the contents of a law library - tossed in an industrial dumpster.  Sad, but nearly all legal research is now done online.  With office space in DC at super premium prices, books are expensive to keep. My share of the office lease, to cover my 100 square foot office (10 feet by 10 feet,) is almost $30,000 a year.  At those prices the space to house the books in the dumpster would be about $150,000 per year.  An academic friend of ours, bought the house across the street, to house her books.  A lawyer friend of mine in Oklahoma is building a 5,000 sq. ft. library-barn next to her new 1,500 house (she inherited a bit money from a family member who lived like a pauper and vowed to ENJOY IT, EVERY PENNY OF IT!)  

Are you accumulating print books, or parting with them? 

The Way We Were Wednesday - 4-H

4-H is a youth service organization for rural areas.  My sister joined, because friends of hers did.  I joined because she did.  I was kind of an outsider to the group, I did different things, photography, crafts and honey bees.  Bees were a sure fire win at the county fair, as there were not very many people showing bees.  The box, under the poster, has live bees in it.  I have three grand-champion ribbons, one for bees and two for crafts.  I have held onto them.  

I miss seeing the agricultural exhibits at county fairs.  

Were you in 4-H or something like it?   

Car Colors

The Convertible, is the fourth car I  have owned with a very light colored interior and my fifth car with white paint.  The nearly white interior was not my first choice.  It will require a little extra care, to keep it looking good.  

Let see what have I owned. 

1. Oldsmobile 88, Maroon with black interior 
2. Oldsmobile 88, White with green interior
3. Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon, blue with white leather interior 
4. VW Rabbit Diesel, Lemon Yellow with black interior 
5. Renault  LeCar, White with gray interior 
6. Toyota Corolla, White with tan interior 
7. Toyota Corolla, White with blue interior 
8. Honda Civic, Charcoal Grey, with grey interior
9. Mazda GLC Wagon, Tan with tan interior 
10. Honda Accord, Red with light tan interior 
11. Honda Accord, White with blue interior
12. Honda Accord, Blue-green, with blue interior 
13. Saturn SL2, Gold with tan interior
14. Cadillac Eldorado, Crimson with white interior 
15. Mazda 3 hatch, Grey with black interior 
16. VW Eos, White with nearly white interior.  

I think I have ever only said no to a car once, because of color, when I was in the Accord phase, the dealer tried to get me to take a strange green color once.  I have never gone shopping for a car with a color in mind.  

I owned numbers 6&7 at the same time, one for me, one for the spouse.  The only one I regret parting with was the GLC Wagon.  It was a "grey market" import.  That model was not sold in the continental United States the year it was built.  It had been a rental car in Puerto Rico, shipped from PR to the states and sold as a used car. It was an older simpler design. It was so handy, I should have kept it when I bought the first Accord.  I had three new Honda Accords in 4 years, a 1990, 1992, and a 1994.  The 94 I kept a long time.  The VW Rabbit, was the correct color, it was a lemon, I only kept it a year - and it had the engine torn down and rebuilt a couple of times in that year.  LeCar was the first car I bought new, in about 30 minutes on my way to work one morning.  It had the coldest air conditioning of any car I have ever seen (ice would form on the dash vents.) It also had a canvass sunroof- great fun.  

Does color matter to you when buying a car? 

Visiting Family

It was fun to spend time with J's family in Cleveland.  Neither of us spend a lot of time with our families, generally small doses are just fine. 

I will be seeing my two brothers during a work trip to Florida.  I am going to Disney with my middle brother, he has worked for the Rodent Empire for 41 years this month.  My oldest brother has not committed to a time, but plans are to meet him for lunch or dinner.  I see them separately, they haven't  talked to one another in 18 months, they 35 miles from one another. Middle brother's house is a mess that drives older brother crazy (I have not been in Middle brother's house in 20 years - it his little world - he can live as he chooses to live)  oldest brother never invites anyone to visit.  I doubt my middle brother has my oldest brother's address.  My sister is back living in Michigan. I visited her last August, and will likely go back sometime this summer.  Her hubby has a brother who works three blocks from where I do, they have visited DC several times.  Hubby has had a series of health challenges and they have not been traveling much.  I do hope Pete is soon feeling well enough to travel again.  

Gee, that is more about my siblings in one posting, than in the past dozen years of blogging.  

Anyone still awake? 
Is your family just as dysfunctional?   

Sunday Five - Inspiration

I know I have had few words this week, I seem to lack inspiration for great posts.  And yet, posting is a habit and I feel compelled to in the words of Spo to "put out" so as to not disappoint my loyal handful of readers.  Hence this weeks Sunday Five, What Inspires you? 

1: Given a choice of revisiting a past destination or exploring a new place, what inspires you? 
2: Have you ever traveled someplace based on something you saw on television? 
3: Given a choice, would you fly, drive or take a train? 
4: If you could spend Tuesday, anyplace in the world, where would it be? 
5: What adventure are you most looking forward to this year? 

My Answers: 
1: Given a choice of revisiting a past destination or exploring a new place, what inspires you? Someplace new, novelty inspires me. 
2: Have you ever traveled someplace based on something you saw on television?  Our entire cruise to Alaska was planned around a riding a train I saw in television. 
3: Given a choice, would you fly, drive or take a train? Under 300 miles, take the train, over 300 miles fly. 
4: If you could spend Tuesday, anyplace in the world, where would it be? Tokyo, never been there, fascinated by the place. 
5: What adventure are you most looking forward to this year?  I am hoping to get a hot air balloon ride in this year.  

Your answers in the comments, 

Tree Hugger

Some people are about as huggable as this tree. 

Buggs

Make it larger, and you will see them, the line of ants working together across this rock, horizontal, parallel and slightly below the crease in the rock on the right hand side, see them yet? There were hundreds if them, working back and forth.  

Any idea what they were doing? 

Extinct

Extinct, as is no more living animals or plants of a variety left.  I saw the last Dusky Seaside Sparrow, before it died, passing the tiny bird into extinction. The Dusky was native to the pine marshes of east central Florida, the last pair were captured and taken to Disney in Orlando who attempted, unsuccessfully a captive breeding program.  They are as gone, as good ideas for creative blog postings this morning.   

The Way We Were Wednesday

This was taken in about 1985, when my first spouse turned 35.  How old we thought 35 was.  How wrong we were.  

Collection of Oddities

I enjoy seeing odd or offbeat things, and not just family.  I came across this is the Museum of Natural History in Cleveland.  What is it?  The heart of a Giraffe.  I bet you have never seen one of those before, or ever will again.  

Giving in to my desires

I set aside my stingy upbringing, and gave into my desires.  I have long wanted a Convertible, but they are terribly impractical. Convertibles don't have much room, the tops require maintenance, they just don't make sense.  But I can put the top down and let what is left of my hair blow in the wind.  When I was in my early 20's I had an affair with a woman who had an MGB.  We had so much fun driving around with the top down and the music up.  If every part of that relationship had worked as well as my relationship with Shirley's car, my life might have gone in another direction altogether.  

But I had never owned one.  And I wanted one, or as I put it when I walked into a couple of car dealers "I NEED a convertible.  

Now I am still stingy.  This is a second car, for a guy who only drives 5,000 miles a year.  I shopped around and found a used one, it is 10 years old, with a little under 44,000 miles on it.  It appears to be in solid mechanical shape, there are a couple of flaws in the finish - but who cares.  When the top down and the music is up, my desires are met.  It is a hardtop convertible, it has a metal roof, with an operable glass sunroof, that folds and fills the trunk.  The metal roof will be less maintenance than a soft top and should be less prone to leaking.  

We need to name it, your suggestions? 

Sunday Five - Art and Artists

On my, oh my, oh my, I am almost late posting the Sunday five.  I can't let that happen, I must tap into the creative powers and put out.  Creative powers, hence art, hence this weeks sunday five. 

1: What art(s) do your practice (secretly or publicly?) 
2: I have a board meeting in Nashville the end of the month, the team building exercise is recording a song live on the stage at the Ryman Auditorium.  Are you comfortable singing in public? 
3: The image above is by Andy Warhol,  was he a great artist or a great marketer? 
4: As a child did you follow the rules and color inside the lines and use the correct colors? 
5: Is there a piece of art that you created, on display or use in your home? 

My answers: 
1: What art(s) do your practice (secretly or publicly?) Photography and painting.  I want to do jewelry making again. 
2: I have a board meeting in Nashville the end of the month, the board team building exercise is recording a song live on the stage at the Ryman Auditorium.  Are you comfortable singing in public? This will stretch me way outside of my comfort zone, I think it is meant to do that. 
3: The image above is by Andy Warhol,  was he a great artist or a great marketer? He did some neat work, but I think he is overrated. 
4: As a child did you follow the rules and color inside the lines and use the correct colors? I stayed inside the lines, but had my own sense of color. 
5: Is there a piece of art that you created, on display or use in your home? Paintings, photographs, two silver boxes and a metal inlay piece I made at University.  

Orchids

Orchids, the first big collections I saw of them, was at Leu Gardens in Orlando.  One of the gardners, sent me off to a greenhouse that supplied the gardens.  It was fascinating, the guy at the greenhouse explained how time consuming and complicated it was to capture and germinate the seeds, how long crosses and changes took.  Jump forward 30 years, and most Orchids bought today, are clones.  Cloning reduced the time and cost of reproduction dramatically.  

What changes will happen in the next 30 years? 

I don't know how to answer that?

A couple of weeks ago, we went to Cleveland for a long weekend for a mid-winter family picnic.  J's family are a fun bunch, mostly central European stock.  The hotel we selected was only a couple of miles from the Pierogi shop.  Always a fun place.  

We took J's mother out to dinner one time and I ordered Ravioli, she was curious what it was.  I showed her, she tried one, and said, "why don't they just call them Pierogi, like everyone else?"  I miss Lill.  

Two Hot Men On Valentines Day

The thermal camera shows how hot we are, what more can I say?
May you enjoy unconditional love,

The Way We Were Wednesday - 1974

On Valentines day, in 1974, I bought my first 35mm SLR, a Konica T3.  A camera with shutter-speed priority automatic exposure.  I was never really happy with it.  15 months later I sold it to a classmate and moved onto much better.   This shot was taken with the Konica.  

Which is worse, the sideburns or the red pants? 

Hi!

Looking in on the world, Hi!  
I was in a small planetarium, I rested the camera to steady it, pointing up to see if I could capture the projected stars.  

Understanding

There was recently a posting about bicycles,  I still have the first one my parents bought me.  I have owned seven or eight of them over the years.  I currently have three.  

Thinking about that, triggered, a story from my father's childhood.  He was born in 1927, raised in the heart of the great depression.  His father worked for Ford and was never out of work, though at times he was down to a couple of days per week.  My father worked in the garden, and on the market and saved up and bought a bicycle.  One of the pre-war models with chrome, built in lights, he bought the top of the line, with literally all of the bells and whistles. The best of the best. He was so proud of it. One night someone stole it.  30 year later, his mother told me about it, he couldn't talk about it.  Looking back at it, he never really recovered from someone stealing his bike.  He never again splurged on the top of the line, with all of the bells and whistles.  He had some nice things, but when it came to buying a Buick or a Cadillac, he never let himself have the best.  He held back.  His fear of loss, kept him from treating himself to the finest again. 

I have to ask myself, what fears are holding me back from enjoying life?  

Are there fears holding you back? 

Old is Relative

Having been around for six decades, some think I am old.  Old is relative.  One of the reasons we need to travel, and explore is to get perspective.  When I was a teenager one of my grandmother's cousin's visited from England for a couple of weeks.  We took him to a history museum in Detroit and he commented that things we thought of as old, were barely out of date.  25 years later when I first visited Rome I was reading the description on a sculpture in the Vatican Museum, I was stuck by the fact the sculpture had been in that spot since 1776 - as long as the USA has been a country. Looking at the dinosaur bones, I am but a blink in time.  It is all relative.  

What makes you feel young?   

Characters - The Sunday Five

This was one of my paternal grandfather's brothers.  He was a character, he was a bartender, a gambler, a drunk, and a philanderer.  Both of his wives showed up at his funeral.  Hence this weeks Sunday Five, characters. 

1: Have you met anyone who made a living as a professional (even if illegal) gambler? 
2: Have you met a convicted murderer? 
3: Have you met anyone who remarried without divorcing the first spouse? 
4: Which side of your family, mother's or fathers, had the most interesting characters? 
5: In what way are you a character? 

My Answers: 
1: Have you met anyone who made a living as a professional (even if illegal) gambler? One of my great-uncles was the real pool hustler. 
2: Have you met a convicted murderer?  A new neighbor moved in down the road on the farm one summer, he stopped by to introduce himself and said, "before you hear it from someone else, let me tell you what happened," he was a very good neighbor as long as you didn't have an affair with his wife.   
3: Have you met anyone who remarried without divorcing the first spouse? Two people, as mentioned above both of Dutch's wives showed up at the funeral - they both understood and loved him, the other one was deeply surprised when his first wife found him, and had a big problem with his second wife.  It did not end well.  
4: Which side of your family, mother's or father's, had the most interesting characters? My paternal grandfather had a couple of brothers that were outrageous characters, my mother's family was quiet and repressed.  
5: In what way are you a character?  The first half of my life, I tried to do what others thought I should do, the second half I have made my own way in the world - in work, love, and travel - I will have much more enjoyed the second half. 

Your answers in the comments.