Monthly Archive for December, 2007

bring on the loopy leap year

Years that end in 8 make me think of a Family Circus comic strip where one of the boys has just finished tracing or drawing “1998″ (or maybe it was 1988) onto a scrapbook or something and he’s saying, “This sure was a loopy year!” It’s not really funny, I know, but the image sticks with me.

I’ve had a great year, but I don’t really have the urge to recap it all. Maybe I’ll do one of those meme things on livejournal, later, where I take some snippet from a post in each month. I managed not to use the “see you next year!” line at all, even with all the people at the Y that I have to greet and say bye to, at the desk.

Just hoping that you all have a great new year and stuff.
See you….. later.

What I learned on my winter vacation:

- Boston accents really are funny. I was conditioned not to respond much to them, while living out there, but when my Mom’s friend Joyce started talking about the Pops concert they went to and mentioned the “orchestra” (Auk-sturrah), I almost cracked up. I didn’t hear too many other examples, but once I heard that, my ears were sort of listening for it. No one’s mentioned anything overly funny about my accent out here. Dad trained himself out of his Boston accent to be on the radio, so I grew with a midwesternized sort of accent… but there are discrepancies, mostly in vowel sounds; some double-O words like roof and room have an oo sound in my head, not a uh sound… and it seems that there’s some long E and long A differences, too. Sarah works on N McLean Blvd. The first time I went there, the directions her mom gave me included a street that sounded like [Shirley] MacLaine… and of course there’s the example from that Threadless shirt that rhymed Cherry with Fairy, that might be close enough for spoken poetry, but one has a clear eh sound to me, while the other has a long A.

-  I miss playing music. I knew that already, obviously, but I took a ride with Mark to a couple music stores, looking for gifts for Raianne, and I missed even that part of the scene. Hanging around talking to music store employees, seeing how knowledgeable they are, guessing what kinds of shoppers the other people in the store are: parents, multi-instrumentalists, strictly piano, garage band kids, etc. I also almost went to a show at Ralph’s. I was extremely tempted, just to see some local music, even if it was metal(!) … but I didn’t end up going, mostly because I didn’t have my earplugs with me, but the yearning was there.

- While the GPS is useful out here for finding out how long it’s going to take to get places or getting around large obstacles like airports or finding out where the bridges over the rivers are, it’s not necessary, since the grid road structure seems to extend forever. It is, however, completely necessary when driving to new places in New England. Grid doesn’t exist out there, except in small pockets of residential suburbia or inner-city areas that happen to be uninterrupted by a river or a coastline or a humongous hill. Most roads go diagonally at some time or another, very few are straight for more than a mile at a time. If GPS is unavailable, a printed out set of directions from a map service is ok, if you have a decent navigator to read them to you. Getting directions from locals works in a pinch, but be prepared for landmarks that don’t really exist anymore (“bear left where The Fair used to be, then go up past the old closed Texaco and turn left at the building that used to be the high school. When you pass the parking lot that used to be the Ford Dealership you’re almost there, you just have to take what was the third exit of the rotary at that big intersection where they installed a light. Then it’s on your right, after the where the mill used to be…”). Of course, if you live out there, you just know which roads go where. I used to have mental pictures of where each road ended and which important roads it might intersect with along the way. Maybe I can start clearing out all the brainspace for other things, now.

- My little laptop could might be able to get me through a weekend or maybe even a week of regular use. It’s pretty beat up and kinda sad, in that it has no CD-Rom and has to have either wireless network or USB ports, since it’s internal USB port fell out. But it gets me to my mail and the rest of the web. It does just fine with that GPS stuff, when it doesn’t do that 25-minute blank screen before booting thing.

I wish the rest of the computers here had such minor problems. Frank’s is due for another upgrade, to be able to play Call of Duty 4. He thinks it’s the graphics card, it probably is, but that’s gonna require a Power supply upgrade … and since we left it in the crazy Gateway case, it’s gonna be easier and cheaper to do a case transfer. Not a huge problem, but still a big project. The fish tank computer was due to have the Reserator added to it, but after successfully fishing out the molex power lead that tells the reserator when to turn on, the machine won’t boot. It seems like a power issue, and the power supply was just the crappy stock Gateway… possibly not the best candidate for oil submersion. Maybe, after the upgrade, I’ll submerge Frank’s equally crappy power supply, instead. removing that tray from the oil seems like a really messy project that I’m not especially looking forward to. And then Sarah’s uncle Paul left his laptop here on Christmas… it was ridiculously infested with spyware and malware and adware, but it also can’t see its audio card… or, more accurately, it can see it, and install drivers for it, but only the line-in gets installed. For output, it says “no audio device.” It’s annoying. It also has a power jack issue, which, I believe i saw something about needing a re-solder in a quick google search. I’ve never been good at soldering.

packed and ready

I didn’t do too bad doing everything I wanted to do this visit. I’m glad I made that list, it certainly helped me remember stuff… I totally would’ve forgotten to get those hard drives in the mail if I hadn’t looked at the list today. Once I finish this entry and get the laptop in the suitcase, I’ll be totally packed, except for whatever clothes I take off tomorrow morning.I chose the biggest suitcase I could find in the barn. I think it’s just big enough, and that’s with one small carry-on.

Got my alarm clock on my cell phone all set up. My phone hasn’t been in need of constant charging, like it has in past visits to Dudley. Apparently, there’s a new tower in the area or something, because I have a great signal, even in Mom’s basement. Keeping that digital signal takes less battery power than struggling with an older not-so-digital signal.I guess the next time Mom upgrades her phone, she doesn’t have to go with a tri-mode phone.

Mel Didn’t take a ton of pictures, but I’m glad I had the camera. I got a cute shot of Pam’s dog Mel and a couple random shots of Worcester. Oh, and on Saturday, me and my Mom’s best friend from high school, Joyce, went to 111 Chophouse. We had some amazing food. I had heard good things about the place, but, for some reason, neither Mom or I had ever been there. She got a gift card from one of her clients at work, so we took advantage of it. I took a couple pics while we were there of their monogrammed (logoed?) knives and our amazingly delicious moussedessert. White chocolate mousse in a chocolate tulip cup with whipped cream and a raspberry puree: yum. We really weren’t hungry, the servings were more than ample, but it sounded way too good, so we got one and shared it. When the mousse was almost gone, Mom imploded the cup and we each grabbed a couple bits. A piece of mine fell into my latte when I bit into it… and that just made my tasty latte into something amazing.

All in all, a good visit. I wish I had managed to see everyone that wanted to see me, but I did come close and in a very limited amount of time. I spent a good amount of time in Worcester and a little time in Woonsocket. Most of my time was out in the Dudley and other ‘burbs. Actually, after seeing the way Chicago suburbs really fit the description of a suburb, I’d say that Dudley and these other New England towns are somewhere in between suburban and rural. Dudley is certainly practically rural in terms of the kind of land and features you see, but the people and the community act fairly suburban. I dunno, maybe I need to go look at the actual definitions of those terms… but some other time, right now I need to sleep, so I can get up early and shower and get to my plane on time.

Christmas on the Porch

1224072110.jpg

Mom enclosed her front porch with sliding glass doors last year. It’s gone through a couple furniture set-ups, but I think this year is a pretty nice layout for the family. I’m sure this picture is a grainy mess, but the cameraphone can only do so much. I’m tempted to break out my real camera… which reminds me: when i pack later, my camera needs to be accessable on the plane. It was way too tightly packed away on the trip out and there were some decent sights out the window on the way out here.

on music duty

I’m on Mom’s cool little laptop, picking out some more music and taking a break from the family. We have a lot of food. Mom won some sort of “Party for 25″ platter from Roche Brothers and we have about 11 people here… lots of food. Not having to cook took some stress off Mom, though, so that’s cool. I guess she’ll just have lots of leftovers. None of my cousins showed up, again. I think it’s been a couple years since I saw any of them. I put a bulletin out and a mass text message inviting people to Mom’s house to eat some of the extra food, but, so far, no takers. I think it’s time to open gifts and stuff… then eat lots of cookies… then see everyone off and think about getting packed up for my early flight. I think I might’ve had too much coffee tonight.

making a short list, shortening the long list

I’ve said before that I miss the windy hilly roads of New England. I can now make a short list a New England driving quirks that I miss: the need for high beam headlights on those windy hilly roads which lack streetlights, knowing when your crossing a town line by the quality of the plow work on the road, actual rotaries (roundabouts), the sense of urgency drivers feel when a red light turns green that causes them to immediately start rolling forward.

The visit home is going well. I probably won’t make it to the teen center this time around, I’m not going to take a ton of pictures of all my old haunts (which was on my mental list of things to do and not well defined, I think it was a flickr-groups-inspired idea and I can’t think of which groups/themes I had in mind) and I don’t think I’ll be able to fit in hanging out with everyone who wants to, since today is pretty much the only day I have and only Erika has come up with a time and place that works for her… and I pretty much slept the whole morning away. I suppose I could fit some time in with someone around our visit to Karen and the kids in Stoughton, tomorrow… or before dinner time on Monday. Heading out to Worcester this afternoon, most likely, with Mom and her good friend Joyce. I’ll probably take my own car so that I can break off and meet with someone, if they get in touch with me before it runs into my other plans. I guess I should go shower.

I took a window seat, maybe I should’ve taken an aisle

I’ve packed and prepared for my morning plane. This is the first of what will probably be my annual holiday visit to Mom’s. Been a while since I flew. I think I preferred the aisle seats to windows, but the allure of a window seat called to me and I chose one. I’ll just be chilling with my iPod for the whole ride, it’s a pretty short one, if I recall correctly. It’s an entirely different experience than driving out there. I miss seeing Mom; I miss some of my friends… but this definitely feels more like a visit, than a trip “home.” Here really feels like home, now. Sure, I don’t really have a desk of my own and the work situation is still a little more part-time than it should be… but otherwise, things are pretty darn awesome, here. There’s been some tension, but I think it’s related to gifts and the secrecy surrounding them. I’ll be relieved when all the gifts are open and everyone knows what they got and hopefully all the weirdness will blow over. I certainly spent way too much this year, and I know it. All year I spend stupid amounts of money on myself, I need to be able to make up for it during the holidays. I sent stuff to a few people, through Amazon, and got a whole lot for Sarah and her family. I might’ve gone overboard, but I hardly pay anything for my room and board here, so I don’t feel like it’s too much. Besides, I’m a damn good bargain shopper… it’s not like I paid full price for anything.

Anyway, planning on relaxing at Mom’s for a good percentage of my time at home, so I should be able to update a few times. Hope you all enjoy your holidays if I don’t see you!

I leave, things close

java hutIt’s not as tragic as when I went to college and came back to find out Eleni’s Midnite Cafe was about to close, but finding out a couple days before a visit home that the Java Hut is going to close after this weekend is a little sad. I can’t say it’s shocking or earth-shattering, but it’s not good news. I spent a lot of time there. The Overtones were, essentially, born there, out of the ashes of Just For Sundae and our devotion to making the Open Mic happen by running the list and donating PA equipment. I’ve added it to my list of things to do while back east. I hope they can still make me a good sandwich. One myspace bulletin with a rumor led to a google search that brought up a surprising amount of blogs about the closing… so here I am joining the blogwagon again.

Here are some Java Hut related Overtones tracks:

Audio clip: Adobe Flash Player (version 9 or above) is required to play this audio clip. Download the latest version here. You also need to have JavaScript enabled in your browser.

and here are some of my pictures from the Java Hut

diner food and wi-fi. yum.

1217071234.jpg

my favorite little chicagoland diner… close to one of the schools I work at. haven’t been there much this season. they have free wi-fi now!

COOKIEpalooza 2007

peanut watchedCookie week has come to a close. The cookies are being packed into boxes to be sent to friends and family across the country. I need to bring them to the post office tomorrow, after work, I guess, and get them all in the mail. Round three included chocolate covered pretzel rods, in white and semi-sweet chocolate, with lots of fun decorations like itty bitty snowflakes and candy cane pieces, icing and putting sparkly sugar on the gingerbread snowflakes and the chocolate and almond slivers to finish off the Czech bear paws. The bear paws only called for a little bit of choclate, but we decided that more chocolate is always better. They turned out adorable and delicious. It was a mostly decorative day and quite a fun one. I put more pictures up yesterday and today, and you can see all of Sarah’s pics together with mine, since we tagged them all COOKIEpalooza 2007. Most of mine are wider shots with many, many cookies in them and Sarah’s are detail shots on a couple cookies. Peanut watched the whole thing, but had no comment.

Kinda sad that I have to actually go to work in the morning. It’s been a fun week of being a total bum. Not that I did nothing… we did plenty …but I’ve totally pushed off all the other work-related stuff I should’ve been doing. Adventure Ed stats aren’t done yet; gotta finish those this weekend and make a nice presentable summary file. I definitely blew off a staff holiday party tonight, probably gonna blow off one, if not both, tomorrow night as well. Might work one long day in the city, on Monday. I need to turn in the stats and help pass out t-shirts.

I had a couple little geek triumphs this week when I successfully added reCAPTCHA and tinyMCE to the simple blog script running Sarah’s site. Technically, I just got reCAPTCHA working and displaying the simplest of custom themes, we haven’t tweaked it to the way we actually want it to look yet… and the tinyMCE is running on my testing site until I get a chance to add it to Sarah’s code. It truly makes me appreciate all the work that goes into a CMS package, when I try to integrate a seemingly simple feature… meanwhile, my old friend and bandmate, Shana, is putting my web adventures to shame with her new site, Stylastic. It’s kind of like Hot or Not for style. I signed up. Those rating sites are a guilty pleasure, always have been. I know what your thinking… shouldn’t an existential fashion disaster be the arch-nemesis of such a site? Well… maybe … but we all know that’s just a witty name for my blog and it has nothing to do with fashion or clothes (of which I have a lot) or style (of which I have only a little). My Threadless obsession doesn’t count.

Work early tomorrow… should be sleeping. Off I go.




woot