Saturday, July 30, 2011

Catch-up Saturday

The county fair is winding down, none of us will probably go tonight. We've done our bit-- the gals in particular. Notwithstanding little Geoana's ribbon-winning entries in the sewing and cooking categories both mother and daughter have been active with games and concession stand work.

Tired household.

Back to normal routine. I'll be grilling up some steaks tonight and Geogal and I will be consuming some adult beverage. Tonight will probably just consist of Netflix DVD-viewing, either "The Man From U.N.C.L.E." or "Star Trek."


Have I downloaded Lion and installed it on the iMac?

No. I'll wait just a bit for the bugs to be worked out. As an old colleague once told me a couple of decades ago, never buy the ".0" release of any software.

Then there's this.

Get it together, Cupertino.

I've been going to ESPN's site every so often, trying to keep up with the trades and signings around the NFL. Kevin Kolb going to the Cardinals was no big surprise. Ditto for McNabb to the Vikings. Can't help but notice the Patriots, Eagles, and Steelers are hoping to win The Big One this year.

We'll see. The short offseason (there was an offseason?) will of course result in plays and players that just don't congeal well at times. And the New York Yankees can attest that getting plenty of big-name, high-priced talent doesn't necessarily mean these guys can come together as a team.

No doubt we have one interesting pro season upcoming.

And on the college side, who can but wonder if Ohio State and North Carolina will resemble the fictitious Texas State University Fighting Armadillos from the 1991 flick "Necessary Roughness."

Other questions remain. Will the Longhorns shake off last season's string of disappointing losses and earn a respectable bowl invite? How will Colorado, Utah, and Nebraska adjust to new conferences? And will the Texas A&M Aggies ever win a game in Cowboys Stadium?

Monday, July 25, 2011

Skin of the pig

I'm not one who lives and dies by the NFL but it is heartening to see the lockout end. Late July always signals the gridiron guys, at every level, to put on the pads and start the drills.

I still enjoy college football just a smidge more than the Not For Long league but I really don't want an autumn without both. Watching high school ball here is true icing on the cake. I'm ready for cool Friday nights cheering on the BlueJays (I think I just gave away my location) followed by flipping the remote on Saturday (always a chance to catch a good matchup).


Took little Geoana to a youth trap shoot yesterday. Free for the participants, simply show up and be 18 or under. We brought a .410 one of my coworkers let me borrow but the little one also took the chance to shoot 25 rounds with a Remington 1100 20-gauge semiautomatic, property of the Kansas Department of Wildlife and Parks.

She did well, broke some blue rock here and there. She still prefers the .410 which I don't mind. If she can be a crack shot with that firearm, bringing down birds with a youth 20-gauge should be child's play (pun intended).

She's like her dad in another respect. Following a morning where she fired off 50 rounds (25 from the .410, then another 25 from the previously-mentioned 20-gauge), her right shoulder was a bit sore. I believe both of us need to make a trip to Cabela's and buy a couple of recoil pads. (My last blue-rock venture left me with a nice big bruise on the right shoulder. Didn't help my tendinitis, either.)

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Once a cult hero, always a cult hero

I've already shared that little Geoana and I are watching "Star Trek" (TOS) via the Netflix DVD's in order that I may introduce her to Trekkiedom. We're just about through the first season.

Some time ago, she made a quick sketch of her favorite character and showed it to me.

Not Kirk, not Sulu, not Uhura.

You guessed it. Old "pointy ears" himself:

Monday, July 18, 2011

Skip if you're not a computer/gadget nerd

To follow up on a previous entry:

Sure enough, Apple announced both iWeb and iDisk are coming to an end with the rollout of iCloud and phasing out of MobileMe.

And to add further pressure I talked to Geodad recently. He made note of the aforementioned entry in which I indicated a possible interest in web design.

Now I've got REAL pressure to not only migrate my other site to another provider but also to make new pages that are aesthetically pleasing.

Sounds like a project for the upcoming winter season.


While we were on vacation Geogal learned Netflix is raising its rates. She had an initial negative howl but I countered with the facts that the increase in rates will only mean about $4 a month more for us. Yes, she's returning to school and leaving her place of employ soon so money will be a little more tight but I think we can manage. Still can't beat Netflix's library. (Don't EVEN try to tell me Crackle is a viable alternative and keep a straight face while doing so!)


Am I excited about Spotify and Google+?



Last week's journey was the first camping trip in which we had a full-fledged iOS device with us (the venerable iPhone). Useful? Heck, yes! Worth its cost? Yes! Just being able to check the local weather alone made the thing indispensable (our campground's Wi-Fi was rather hit-and-miss).

Geogal also likes being able to get on the Net to check the weather ahead of us, by way of using the 3G signal. Sure couldn't do that with her iPod Touch.

Sunday, July 17, 2011


What book am I currently reading? This one. Appeals to my geography and history leanings.

Prior to that I read "Travels With Charley In Search of America." I enjoy Steinbeck's prose but agree the book still left something to be desired. What would Steinbeck have written about the South and Southeast had he not mentally called it quits?

However I admit I enjoyed a look back into the nation's past, some 50 years ago. Yes, times were a bit different and certain aspects of life were more gentle. (I could never today fathom camping outside of an established campground or other state-or-federal designated area, though I agree with some of his dissenters that Steinbeck didn't do nearly as much "camping" as one is led to believe.)


Another myth shattered.

I was feeling heavy-eyed this afternoon so decided to lay down for a bit. Then I find myself going back into my kitchen, now noticing there are some significant steak-blood splats on the wall, courtesy of my pounding the round steak for tonight's meal. (I swear I kept them protected in wax paper at the time of the hitting!) Then little Geoana enters the scene and by this time I notice things seem just a bit exaggerated. Why did I move the refrigerator out of its assigned space? Why do the walls have an overtly glossy appearance?

I ask the little girl to pinch my arm to ensure I'm not dreaming. She does, and I can feel the twinge of pain from her following instructions.


Then more events that are nonsignificant.

Then I wake up. 30 minutes has elapsed since I reclined.

At my old age am I now becoming more cognizant of what's a dream and what's reality?

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Back From Vacation

Ventured into the Rocky Mountains of Colorado this summer. Found a great campground just outside the National Park. Literally just outside. Its eastern boundary is the Colorado River (yes, THAT Colorado river). Normally it presents as a gentle stream as its headwaters are but mere miles due north.

This year, however, it was running quite high. A hefty snowpack combined with high temperatures and much rainfall this summer made for one roaring waterway.

Got to the campground last Saturday. On Sunday, we were getting ready for Cowboy Church when news spread that the bridge was compromised. Seems some of the high rushing river was slowly washing away some of the foundation behind a metal shoring.

Needless to say we had some stressed-out campers on the verge of panic. As most of the vehicles there had Colorado plates it is safe to presume many folks were heading back home as the weekend was just about fin.

Plus, this bridge over the Colorado River was virtually the only way in or out of the park. (We heard talk of a Jeep trail that could get you back to civilization but the guys also made note of needing high clearance and skidplates. Since I was relying on my trusty Toyota to get us back home midweek I wasn't going to chance it.)

How did that story end? The county got their engineers and crew out there and by late afternoon the bridge was reopened.

Now, for some pics to provide what I cannot do with simple prose:

Beautiful bull elk:

How about traipsing through the tundra?