Wednesday, September 30, 2020

The Way We Were Wednesday - Running


 I ran for about a decade, starting in my late 20's.  There was a nice running series in central Florida.  I ran 4 or 5 mornings a week, and about 20 Saturdays a year, I would go off to a race.  This was taken at a 10K in downtown Orlando.  There are good reasons why I stopped running, but I have to admit I do miss it.  I miss the time alone, without interruptions.  I miss seeing the landscape at 4 or 5 miles per hour, with nothing between me and the wind.  I miss the magic of movement.  I am glad I ran before everyone seemed to be plugged into headsets.  

I am getting some of that back with my morning walks along the river.  Time alone, with just my thoughts, seeing the world one on one.  But the magic of movement isn't the same. 

Are you a runner or former runner? 

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Books


Spo the dear one, has done a whole series about books that changed his life. I mentioned in my comments that my parents had an odd relationship with books.  Books cost money, and took up space, so they didn't buy them.  My mother had a couple of boxes of books that had come from her parents, that I don't recall her ever reading, but she wouldn't part with.  They read the Detroit News newspaper from cover to cover every day, but books were a different story. 

When I was a teenager, my family started spending winters in Florida, and I discovered my first bookstore.  Heaven! A few years later when I was living in Orlando I started reading a lot, a couple of major bookstores moved in, I built massive bookcases in the living room of the second Laurel Home,* and books become a major part of my life.  

Thinking about books.  I remember reading a series of novels by Jack London as a young teenager, everyone remembers the "Call of the Wild", there is another one in that series about a wildlife photographer that starts with a shopping venture in a real camera shop.  I don't remember the name of it, but left an impression, I loved it, it was the best.  I still love cameras, I still love a walk in the woods.  

In high school I remember two assigned books.  The Great Gatsby, I remember slogging through it, and really not understanding it; and later Walden.  Walden changed my life.  It really focuses on living for what is important and disregarding the rest.  The philosophy and lessons from the book have been a recurring theme in my life.  Strip away the things that are more work than they are worth.  Live life - enjoy it along the way.  A focus on experiences over material things.  Thoreau was comfortable with being alone, I think the two of us would have enjoyed knowing one another, as long as we didn't spend too much time together.  

In college I read "Cross Creek" by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, she is much more famous for "The Yearling."  I remember it connecting me to life in rural Florida, to the rhythm of the seasons in the semi-tropics.  I reread it this past year, I was shocked at the racism in the book.  It would never be published today.  Rereading helped me to understand how nasty the racism was in the south, just 80 years ago.  

Another assigned book from college was Zorba the Greek. It was part of a first year course in interdisciplinary humanities.   Zorba was all about living for the moment, taking in the adventure of life, blooming where you are planted, enjoying life, and learning to dance.  Of all of the books I read in undergrad, it is the one I have reread, and will reread again.  The original is in Greek, there are several translations.  In the best one, Zorba is asked if he is married and he replies, "the wife, the kids, the whole catastrophe!"  In later translations, the last phrase is not included.  

In recent years I have started keeping track of books I have read. Most of them on Kindle.  When we sold the other house, we downsized and donated hundreds of books.  

What books changed your life? 


* I worked for a company called Laurel Homes for 7 years, and built myself three homes while I worked there.  The first Laurel Home I lived in a little over a year. It was not large enough and I sold it at a profit and built the second Laurel Home. I lived there until J and I moved on for new adventures.  The third Laurel Home I never lived in. I rented it for a few years, and then my ex received it as part of separation agreement.  Laurel Homes, was named after the founder's favorite cow.  

Monday, September 28, 2020

My Music Monday - Time In A Bottle


When I saw this wine bottle floating in the river one morning recently, I thought of two songs, Message in a Bottle by Sting, and Jim Croce's hauntingly beautiful Time in a Bottle.   

There is a lot of stress and despair going around right now. All I can say is, there, there, it will all be okay.  Happiness is something we need to find inside, happiness is in us. 

In tough times we can do our best work. I met a college professor about 20 years ago who had started her career in one of the eastern European countries torn apart by civil war.  She spoke of the desperation of burning her books, not because of what was in them, but because it was the only way to stay warm when the war shut off the gas and electricity one winter. During that time, she wrote what she considered to be some of her work. As I have told a few friends going through difficult times, the best is yet to come.   

What would you put in the bottle? 



Sunday, September 27, 2020

Sunday Five - You Must Be


We hear it all the time, you two must be brothers.  Hence this weeks Sunday Five.

  1. Do we look like brothers? 
  2. What would be the best snappy response? (We are married, we have been together 28 years.) 
  3. Are you and your other  - often mistaken for siblings? 
  4. Does my hand look weird to you? 
  5. Haven't had a haircut since this was taken in March, is it about time or should I just let it grow? 
There is no utility in my answering these, as they are kinda all about me (self centered creature that I am.) Please share your answers in the comments.  

Saturday, September 26, 2020

Miscellaneous



 The last couple of weeks of work have been brutal.  I need to learn to say no, I ended up with 6 major trainings in three weeks, three in one week.  If they weren't virtual, it would have been impossible.  I am entering a new contract year on my primary project.  Painful would be a good description of the process.  The first of the trainings was a smashing success, over 3,000 attendees online.  This time of the year is often intense.  This will pass.  

I produce an annual national conference, gone virtual this year - coming up later in October.  We have negotiated with the hotel and I now have until mid March to make a decision on going in-person, or virtual, or something else for 2021.  

The weather has started to cool, a few mornings in the 50's, days under 80.  Nice.  

I will vote, soon.  I will encourage others to vote blue. But I am disconnecting from the news right now.  The hypocrisy is nauseating.   

I met Ruth Bader Ginsburg at a reception at the Supreme Court 3 or 4 years ago. I had the pleasure of watching her ask intelligent questions in the Court, several times.  I am sad, she will be missed.  I think she did what she found value in as long as she could do it, I hope she died with no regrets.  She made a real difference in our lives.  

I am adapting to Bloggers ongoing changes.  I am easy, as long as it works, I use it.  I do wonder if they have solutions in search of problems.  

What is happening in your world?

 

Friday, September 25, 2020

A Fleeting Moment


 I walked to the end of the trail one morning, and this beautiful bird was wading not 10 feet away, almost too close for the lens I carry.  I snapped a few quick images, and a couple with a dog walked up behind me and said "good morning" and the dog went woof and the bird was off.  They apologized for scaring the bird, I assured them it was okay.  It was a chance encounter, the bird was unlikely to stay there long no matter what.  Birds like people, are a fleeting moment in time.  Here one moment, gone on the next.  There was a time when I would have been angry that someone scared my bird, but he/she was never my bird.  I just happened for a fleeting moment to be in the birds proximity.  I was lucky to have those few moments close and alone.  When I am walking the trail, and I see someone stopped, looking through a camera or binoculars, I will slow or stop at a distance, approach silently.  A couple of times I have seen extraordinary things by being quiet.  The couple with the dog, pointed out the beaver a day or two later. I need to remember to thank them for that, I never would have noticed him without their telling me about him. 

What has been the fleeting moment in your life recently?  


Thursday, September 24, 2020

Snatched a Picture of a Beaver



 Well that headline should hit the search engines for guys looking for an entirely different kind of beaver.  This is the aquatic rodent kind.  In the first picture, just below the shoreline, slightly to the right of center, the dark lump sticking out of the water is the head of a beaver.  A very fast swimmer, it took me a way along the trail to catch up and be a point where I had an unobstructed view.  Occasionally he or she would flick the tail out of the water. I have seen evidence, in the form of trees being gnawed on along the trail. This was the first time this year I had seen one in the water.  As the vegetation dies down for winter, beaver sightings will be more common.  One morning I was listening to the morning traffic report, traffic was backed up on the George Washington Parkway inbound because of a large beaver crossing the road.  Why did the beaver cross the road? To vote blue in the next election.  


Seen any aquatic rodents recently? 

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

The Way We Were Wednesday - London 1990 - How Can it be 30 years already


 My first international trip was in late May early June, a week in London.  It is hard to believe it has been 30 years, and somehow I missed this milestone on my blog.  This is at the end of Downing Street, I didn't have an appointment to see Maggie and she was busy. I was near my running peak at that time, a 32 in waist. We stayed in a hotel in Hammersmith, I have fond memories of running along the Themes in the early morning. The camera is a Cannon AE1 program, with a power winder.  Most likely it had my favorite 24mm lens on it.  This photo was taken with a compact 35mm - a door prize at a Christmas party.  

What was your first big adventure? 


Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Taking Stock - How am I doing?


I have debated posting this. I try to stay positive all of the time. I was trained in the fake it till you make it mind set.  But at times, I need to pause and take stock. Doing so helps me understand where I really am.  For work, I write reports a couple of times a year, of all of the trainings and publications I have finished in a year.  I am always surprised by how much I have done.  

Almost 3/4 of the way over, 2020 has been filled with unexpected adventures.  Some good, some not.

What is going well for me? 

  • I am enjoying working from home.  
  • I like my 5 second commute. 
  • I like the dress code (or lack thereof)
  • I like our Zoom staff meetings   
  • I am enjoying my daily walks.  I have developed a routine, I do well with routine. 
  • I am enjoying cooking, and having time to be creative in the kitchen from time to time
  •  I love my remodeled bathroom, I dreamed about what I wanted, defied the conventions, and I love what I have 

 

What is not working so well for me?  

  • I miss traveling, for the first time in years I have gone six months with no pending airline reservations
  • I miss eating out.  I tire of my own cooking from time to time. 
  • I miss the reading time on the trains going to and from the office - I will do well to finish half the number of books this year that I did last. 
  • I miss looking up to watch the progress on the new Potomac Yard Station, and counting the number of private jets at National Airport (a sure sign of how many people are in town to buy a congressman today) 
  • I am afraid of the election. 
  • I have stopped watching the news.  Between the plague, the genocide at the hands of the government, and the liar in chief, I just couldn't watch anymore.  I never thought that I would choose being uninformed to protect my wellbeing.  

How are you holding up? 

 

  
 

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Sunday Five - Things That Make Me Smile







The Concord makes me smile. When EPCOT opened, British Airways and Air France landed a pair of them at Orlando International Airways, I remember pulling off the side of University Boulevard and stopping to watch them on final approach.  Seeing one makes me smile. 

1: What food makes you smile?
2: What drink, makes you smile? 
3: Describe a memory from childhood that makes you smile.
4: What moment in history makes you smile? 
5: What wish for the future makes you smile? 

My answers: 
1: What food makes you smile? Cheese 
2: What drink, makes you smile? Chocolate milkshake.  
3: Describe a memory from childhood that makes you smile. Seeing the Grand Canyon as a 6 year old. 
4: What moment in history makes you smile? Armstrong stepping onto the moon.
5: What wish for the future makes you smile? He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, leaving DC in disgrace. 9

Please share your answers in the comments. 
 

Saturday, September 19, 2020

A Day Out


 The building managers sent us notice a couple of weeks ago, that maintenance was going to be replacing a main water supply line, meaning the water was going to be off in the entire building all day one day.  I looked at my calendar and had nothing critical, I marked the day "Get out of Dodge."  

My first thought was a nice slow drive out into the countryside and back, I plotted a course into Maryland down along the Chesapeake Bay to places I have never been.  Then the weather forecast was rain, at times heavy.  So we went to plan B, an outing to a museum.  We looked online, the Udvar Hazy Center at Dulles is open.  this is the Smithsonian's huge airplane collection. You have to book in advance, on timed tickets.  They limit the number of people allowed in.  They are doing some roof / ceiling work, so parts of the floor are closed, and parts of the collection are covered to limit the dust settling on them.  We wandered around for a couple of hours.  There were few people, everyone was masked, and keeping their distance.  The small crowd enhanced the experience.  

Afterwards, we drove down into Manassas and had lunch in a local restaurant.  The food was good, the service delightful, I left a 35% tip for the server.  I do hope the good local places survive.  

Are you ready for a day out? 

Friday, September 18, 2020

More Rocks for Anne Marie




 When I posted about the political rocks, Anne Marie asked for some photos of the rocks in situ.  Most, but not all of the one's I have placed have been on benches and bridge posts along the GW parkway.  Some of them have stayed in place for a few days, most disappear within a day.  I have looked and they don't seem to be being tossed.  I am hoping that people take them home, share them with a friend, keep them handy to remind themselves to get out and VOTE.  

The candidate I voted for in the primary, withdrew.  But anyone, anything would be an improvement.  The bag full of rocks is brighter than he-who-must-not-be-named.  I recently saw a post that simply said, "You had me with complete sentences." I agree. 

Rock the Vote, Please! 

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Technology - What Have I Been Thinking About


Recently I have listened to a couple of lectures on cyber security, and John was surprised that Alexa knew his name. We live in a deeply connected world.  Our phones, computers, Google, Amazon, Apple, Blogger and Facebook know more about us than we know about ourselves.  Some of this we have knowingly shared.  Much of it is a mystery to us, how our devices know who we are. Alexa is tied to an Amazon account, and Amazon knows who the account holder is - she took a lucky guess that it was John and not a special Someone - though it wouldn't surprise me if Alexa was using voice recognition.  One of the financial institutions I work with uses voice recognition as a secondary verification. 

I had drafted a long and scary rant about data security - you can find that elsewhere.  

I am surprised that Amazon sends me advertising featuring things I have never shopped for - like frilly ladies undies.  Yes, they target ads, but the random ads for things I never look at are really a waste.  We keep Alexa sequestered in the kitchen,  I wonder why Amazon keeps suggesting cook books.  

Facebook - the cesspool of society that so many of us are addicted to -  really can't get the ads right.  Putting pro he-who-must-not-be-named ads on my feed - what a waste of electrons.  For a while I was clicking on them, it costs the advertiser more if you click on the ad, than if you just skip it.  But my tolerance for brain poison is limited and I started blocking the ads.  

The more I work at home, the less I turn my mobile phone on.  I recently went five days without turning it on.  I need it for multi-factor authentication to log into critical systems for work, if I don't need to do that, I don't always turn it on.  Five days and the world didn't stop turning, no one died.  Try it, you might be surprised.  

What have you been thinking about?  


Wednesday, September 16, 2020

The Way We Were Wednesday - The Elf on My Shelf


 I have had this elf since the early 1960's.  I thought he was long lost, and stumbled across him recently when sorting through a box of flotsam from years ago.  It has history.

Richard proposed to my Aunt Edith at Christmas of about 1962 or 1963.  A friend of his mother took an egg carton and filled the cells in it with Christmas decorations, including this little elf, and a diamond ring.  I was ring bearer in their wedding the following spring.  The following Christmas she gave me one of this elf.  I treasured it, brought it out every Christmas for years.  Now it resides in the glass fronted bookcase in my bedroom.  

Isn't he sweet? 

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Time Flies


As I described it one day, I never thought I would see the day when I would be earning a living in my bedroom, and so it has been for six months now.  As I get older, the years seem to tick by faster.  It seems like only yesterday I was 20-something, suddenly I am three times that.  

I mentioned in a comment on another blog recently that I fully expect, in fact one of my goals in life, is to die with items undone on my "to do" list.  Having things to do makes me happy, gives purpose to my life.  

I expect when I finish traveling, there will still be places I would like to visit.  I do hope I have the good sense to know when to stop traveling.  Then again, maybe I will be one of the lucky ones that dies silently on the return flight from someplace I have always wanted to go.  Back when I was in law school I interned at a legal aid program.  The office administrator and her husband took a long planned and much dreamed about trip.  On the flight home, her husband was in the window seat and she thought he was sleeping, but when the plane landed he didn't wake up.  He had died quietly with a dream fulfilled. A lot of people thought it was tragic, I thought it was a wonderful way to go.  The flight attendants and the airline were very gracious, they are trained, and many have dealt with this before.  

It is going to be a busy couple of months, that will fly by, and before we know it the end of the year holidays will be upon us.  

Have you started your christmas shopping yet?   

 

Monday, September 14, 2020

My Music Monday - Something a Little Different - Wintergatan - Marble Machine


I am always fascinated by machines, machines that make music are especially fun.  The first winter we were in Florida, the neighbor had a restored player piano, they welcomed me to play it from time to time.  

Do you need one of these? 


Sunday, September 13, 2020

Sunday Five : Five Things About Me


  1. One thing I have always wanted to own?
  2. One place I would love to visit? 
  3. My favorite time of the day?
  4. My favorite food? 
  5. I always enjoy? 
My answers:

  1. One thing I have always wanted to own? A boat 
  2. One place I would love to visit? Portugal 
  3. My favorite time of the day? I am a morning person 
  4. My favorite food? Cheese 
  5. I always enjoy? A cool dry morning. 
Please share your answers in the comments.

 

Saturday, September 12, 2020

A Bag Full of Rocks



A friend invited my to join a private Facebook group, "Rock the Blue Nation." Members are asked to commit to painting and sharing in their neighborhood at least 10 rocks, urging voters to Vote Blue (Democrat) in the upcoming election.  I have recently finished my second dozen rocks. 

One day Sweetie Bear walked through the living room and asked me what was in the red fabric bag, I replied, "rocks."  We chuckled about being brighter than a bag of rocks.  I do hope you will vote for someone smarter than a bag of rocks.  


Friday, September 11, 2020

A Little Fun Along The Way


 One morning recently, I decided I wanted to walk someplace different, than my usual morning meander in the swamp.  I stopped at a county park.  The trail in the park was unpleasant, poorly maintained with lots of exposed tree roots to trip over, lots of bugs, I am still scratching.  Along one side was a paved trail.  For about 500 feet there were signs with pages from a children's book, illustrating the flora and fauna along the trail, a little farther along there was a small art installation. A dozen or so small sculptures, I think made by children,  secured in place, with placards encouraging you to find all of them.  

These are odd times.  Have a little fun along the way, create ways for others to have a little fun along the way, things we all need to do. 

Someone should let Sassybear know about this posting.