I really do not have anything in particular to write about tonight. But, I have discovered that when that is the case, if I turn off the TV and other ambient noise makers, I can say something.
How many of us are able to be with ourselves, without intrusive noise distracting us?
How many of us can meditate on internal thoughts, internal centers?
I have been known to say that I enjoy listening to the grass grow. And, I do. Which is a stretch for someone who knows me at work, and sees a goal directed, ever working person, always taking in the cues and clues from the environment.
I can be calm. I can enjoy idyllic, pastoral settings, with little information or input from the surrounding world. I know how to slow down. Sometimes, it takes extreme effort to do so. But, when I do, I am blessed.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Thank you, Sophie
As the regular reader knows, I am bottle feeding a kitten, Taki. She is doing well: she is housebroken, eating solid food, climbing around, and standing her own with the adult cats in my home. She is very energetic and climbs and plays, but has some days when her energy is low.
But, she still has her kitten fur and looks much too thin to be poked with a vaccination needle. So, although my veterinarian said she could start shots at 6 weeks, it is almost 8, and I am still waiting.
Sophie, one of my co-workers, has bottle fed and raised miniature dachshund puppies, and she has been a great source of help and support for me. I am torn between trying to wean Take, and letting her take her time to get off being fed by the medicine dropper. She eats solid food, but prefers milk from the medicine dropper, although I do offer for her to lap up the milk. I have not seen her lapping water, which is available in several spots in the house, of which she has full access.
Today, I was talking to Sophie about my continued home visits at lunch time to offer Taki fresh milk by the medicine dropper. Some days, she wants a lot, some days, very little. We discussed her status, including that physically, she is not losing her "kitten fur" and is very thin in her legs. Sophie immediately said "keep feeding her." I know she is right, and I am grateful for the confirmation that I should not be worried about weaning her.
Another coworker, who cared for Taki while I went on vacation, and I have discussed the fact that Taki will be delayed in development. Maybe not mentally, but in some physical aspects regarding fur, weight, and heft. If that is the worse that happens to her, she is doing well.
Thank you, God!
But, she still has her kitten fur and looks much too thin to be poked with a vaccination needle. So, although my veterinarian said she could start shots at 6 weeks, it is almost 8, and I am still waiting.
Sophie, one of my co-workers, has bottle fed and raised miniature dachshund puppies, and she has been a great source of help and support for me. I am torn between trying to wean Take, and letting her take her time to get off being fed by the medicine dropper. She eats solid food, but prefers milk from the medicine dropper, although I do offer for her to lap up the milk. I have not seen her lapping water, which is available in several spots in the house, of which she has full access.
Today, I was talking to Sophie about my continued home visits at lunch time to offer Taki fresh milk by the medicine dropper. Some days, she wants a lot, some days, very little. We discussed her status, including that physically, she is not losing her "kitten fur" and is very thin in her legs. Sophie immediately said "keep feeding her." I know she is right, and I am grateful for the confirmation that I should not be worried about weaning her.
Another coworker, who cared for Taki while I went on vacation, and I have discussed the fact that Taki will be delayed in development. Maybe not mentally, but in some physical aspects regarding fur, weight, and heft. If that is the worse that happens to her, she is doing well.
Thank you, God!
Piggy Banks
One of my nieces gave birth to a daughter this week, and we are all thankful that mother and child are well. This niece now has 4 children. I have another niece who also has a son.
When my nieces were growing up, I was making a pittance of a wage as a social worker, and did not have much extra by way of funds to gift them. For the time being, I am doing better, and have been able to send gifts to the children of my nieces, and stepdaughter.
I was surprised to learn that these grandnieces and nephews did not have a piggy bank to their name. So, when the oldest was several years old, I rectified that. And now, a piggy bank is a gift I send to a new baby born into the family.
I had a piggy bank, a rooster bank, and a horse bank. My parents were very encouraging and supportive of saving, and that is not a bad lesson to teach today's children.
When my nieces were growing up, I was making a pittance of a wage as a social worker, and did not have much extra by way of funds to gift them. For the time being, I am doing better, and have been able to send gifts to the children of my nieces, and stepdaughter.
I was surprised to learn that these grandnieces and nephews did not have a piggy bank to their name. So, when the oldest was several years old, I rectified that. And now, a piggy bank is a gift I send to a new baby born into the family.
I had a piggy bank, a rooster bank, and a horse bank. My parents were very encouraging and supportive of saving, and that is not a bad lesson to teach today's children.
Monday, June 27, 2011
The Climbing Kitty
Taki is growing. Her body is not getting really big, but she is maturing and exploring her world. She now is climbing onto and off of the sofa seat, and up the back. She is jumping from place to place. She is climbing on the kitty stroller.
Today, Taki found her way onto the bed, which is about knee high. I am amazed at her climbing prowess! She is amazing!
She is still not interested in drinking from a dish or bowl. But she is eating solid food! I am so thankful she is doing well.
Today, Taki found her way onto the bed, which is about knee high. I am amazed at her climbing prowess! She is amazing!
She is still not interested in drinking from a dish or bowl. But she is eating solid food! I am so thankful she is doing well.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
The Heat
I went to an outdoor picnic and concert tonight. The Westwinds Brass Band http://westwindsbrassband.org/concerts.php had their weekly concert at Wagner Park. The temperature was over a hundred. I planned to meet a friend an hour or so before the concert for a picnic and chat. We had seats in the shade, and cold water, and misting fans to help ameliorate the effects of the heat.
Sometimes, the wind blew cool, sometimes very hot. There was a decent crowd at the concert, given the heat. The misting fans really did help. Most amazingly, it is only a few nights after the longest day of the year, and it is already starting to get dark by 9:30 PM. But, not cool. Yet.
It does not cool off very early in the evening. We have had some summers like this before. But this is a very concerning trend.
Sometimes, the wind blew cool, sometimes very hot. There was a decent crowd at the concert, given the heat. The misting fans really did help. Most amazingly, it is only a few nights after the longest day of the year, and it is already starting to get dark by 9:30 PM. But, not cool. Yet.
It does not cool off very early in the evening. We have had some summers like this before. But this is a very concerning trend.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
How Dastardly Ignominious Can It Get
Sometime in the 1990s, the Lubbock Sanitation Department developed a recycling program: It was fairly simple. Citizens could recycle glass, plastic, newspapers,aluminum cans and food cans by placing them in a blue bag and hanging them on the dumpster in the alley. Blue bag pick up was a couple of times a week. Locally, the supermarket chain United, and the discount chain Wal-Mart, used blue plastic bags that could be used for the blue bag program, vs purchasing blue bags (from Glad.)
This program did not catch on, and was ultimately discontinued. The city now has drop off points where plastic, aluminium, tin cans, aluminum cans, newspaper and plastic can be deposited. While not exactly convenient, it is workable for the serious recycler. Another option is to use the commercial recycling industries such as the Green Queens http://www.greenqueens.org/.
Today, there was an article in the Lubbock Avalanche Journal about going green: http://lubbockonline.com/faith/2011-06-24/christian-viewpoints-differ-environmental-movement-isit-stewardship-or-human The comments include that the Bible gives humans authority to use whatever resources necessary for success (not pro recycling or conservationism.)
Another quote is that "There's no reason for Christians to be concerned that, "Oh, they're gonna think I'm a liberal because I throw my cans in a recycling bin. "
Heavenly father, how can these well educated, well meaning people not understand that recycling is an act of stewardship of your Earth, and has nothing to do with economics, politics, power, or control. How can we spread the word, and help the health of our Earth.
This program did not catch on, and was ultimately discontinued. The city now has drop off points where plastic, aluminium, tin cans, aluminum cans, newspaper and plastic can be deposited. While not exactly convenient, it is workable for the serious recycler. Another option is to use the commercial recycling industries such as the Green Queens http://www.greenqueens.org/.
Today, there was an article in the Lubbock Avalanche Journal about going green: http://lubbockonline.com/faith/2011-06-24/christian-viewpoints-differ-environmental-movement-isit-stewardship-or-human The comments include that the Bible gives humans authority to use whatever resources necessary for success (not pro recycling or conservationism.)
Another quote is that "There's no reason for Christians to be concerned that, "Oh, they're gonna think I'm a liberal because I throw my cans in a recycling bin. "
Heavenly father, how can these well educated, well meaning people not understand that recycling is an act of stewardship of your Earth, and has nothing to do with economics, politics, power, or control. How can we spread the word, and help the health of our Earth.
Culture or Sports
I went to a lecture today at the Texas Tech Museum, by Larry Lester, one of the founders of the the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum (NLBM) http://www.nlbm.com/ in Kansas City, MO. It was presented in conjunction with the exhibit "We Are the Ship" http://www.wearetheship.com/; http://www.depts.ttu.edu/museumttu/exhsch11.html at the Texas Tech Museum.
The speaker commented repeatedly that sports reflect the political, cultural, societal trends of society. I have had this debate before, and generally the persons with whom I have had this debate are derisive of the influence of sports on culture. These persons express the opinion that sport has nothing to do with culture.
I think sports has everything to do with culture: I think it reflects the political culture of the times, the class culture, the treatment of the genders, the treatment of classes, religions, ethinic groups, and so on. I think sports is an important indicator of the culture of the times.
The speaker commented repeatedly that sports reflect the political, cultural, societal trends of society. I have had this debate before, and generally the persons with whom I have had this debate are derisive of the influence of sports on culture. These persons express the opinion that sport has nothing to do with culture.
I think sports has everything to do with culture: I think it reflects the political culture of the times, the class culture, the treatment of the genders, the treatment of classes, religions, ethinic groups, and so on. I think sports is an important indicator of the culture of the times.
We Are The Ship
I went to a lecture today at the Texas Tech Museum, in conjunction with the "We Are The Ship" http://www.depts.ttu.edu/museumttu/exhsch11.html display about the the story of the Negro League Baseball. The speaker, Larry Lester, one of the founders of the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum (NLBM) in Kansas City, MO, gave some interesting information and background about the Negro Leagues and the individuals in them. He has interviewed many of them, which is amazing. He is also personally responsible for finding funding or providing it himself, to erect headstones on unmarked graves of Negro League players.
This was a very interesting lecture.
This was a very interesting lecture.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Eugenics
I went to a lecture tonight at the Texas Tech Museum http://www.depts.ttu.edu/museumttu/ about Eugenics http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eugenics, in conjunction with the Deadly Medicine Exhibit http://www.ushmm.org/museum/exhibit/online/deadlymedicine/. The lecture centered around the Buck vs. Bell http://buckvbell.com/ legal case in the United States Supreme Court.
This was a case regarding the sterilization of "less than desirable people." (My quotes.) The United States Supreme Court upheld the decision.
These things have more or less gone away, but have they? I can not write the kinds of things that people still think. It turns my stomach. I just know that we need to be sure we do not give up our rights, and we need to help protect the rights of the disenfranchised, less desirables of our society, or we will end up in a situation like Nazi Germany. (Is that too extreme? I hope not.)
In the guise of anti-terrorist detection, airport screening by TSA ( the Transportation Security Administration http://www.tsa.gov/) has included very intrusive random pat searches. These have caused much outrage in the public, and TSA has responded. They are making some revisions, but keeping some procedures in tact. Some would say the TSA procedures demean human life.
Human life is valuable. All human life is valuable. No matter how flawed, no matter what way it may be flawed, human life is valuable. When we behave otherwise in our societies, we are decreased as humans.
We have an obligation to ensure that no matter the circumstance and situation, we place the value of human life first. There are so many situation of which I can conceive that I may act as if human life was not primary, but it would be for survival of self or another, and weighing the greater good. So, human life is valuable.
This was a case regarding the sterilization of "less than desirable people." (My quotes.) The United States Supreme Court upheld the decision.
These things have more or less gone away, but have they? I can not write the kinds of things that people still think. It turns my stomach. I just know that we need to be sure we do not give up our rights, and we need to help protect the rights of the disenfranchised, less desirables of our society, or we will end up in a situation like Nazi Germany. (Is that too extreme? I hope not.)
In the guise of anti-terrorist detection, airport screening by TSA ( the Transportation Security Administration http://www.tsa.gov/) has included very intrusive random pat searches. These have caused much outrage in the public, and TSA has responded. They are making some revisions, but keeping some procedures in tact. Some would say the TSA procedures demean human life.
Human life is valuable. All human life is valuable. No matter how flawed, no matter what way it may be flawed, human life is valuable. When we behave otherwise in our societies, we are decreased as humans.
We have an obligation to ensure that no matter the circumstance and situation, we place the value of human life first. There are so many situation of which I can conceive that I may act as if human life was not primary, but it would be for survival of self or another, and weighing the greater good. So, human life is valuable.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Networking
One of the special talents of social workers is that we learn and know resources in communities of various descriptions that we are able to use, tap into, refer to, etc.
This was especially demonstrated to me recently: I am chairing a committee for a local agency, and have called upon folks I know personally and know by reputation to help. Just about everyone one the committee knew more than one other person on the committee by contact or reputation.
A coworker is leaving for a different community, and has a employment interview at an agency where someone I know from the local agency used to work. That person has agreed to speak to my coworker about the agency.
Recently, I heard that the local agency did not have a referral source for bi-lingual (Hispanic) counseling. I ran into a colleague in a grocery store, and she told me about her job, and that includes bi-lingual counseling! So, I was able to forward the information to the folks who needed it...
Networking is so important.
This was especially demonstrated to me recently: I am chairing a committee for a local agency, and have called upon folks I know personally and know by reputation to help. Just about everyone one the committee knew more than one other person on the committee by contact or reputation.
A coworker is leaving for a different community, and has a employment interview at an agency where someone I know from the local agency used to work. That person has agreed to speak to my coworker about the agency.
Recently, I heard that the local agency did not have a referral source for bi-lingual (Hispanic) counseling. I ran into a colleague in a grocery store, and she told me about her job, and that includes bi-lingual counseling! So, I was able to forward the information to the folks who needed it...
Networking is so important.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Four Hours
I went to work at 7 AM this morning, took my hour for lunch break, and left work a little after 4 PM, having worked my 8 hour day. That is a very strange behavior for me, as I usually set an agenda and work until I complete the agenda, length of day not withstanding. But I am trying very hard to work about 4 hours a stretch because I am bottle feeding a kitten. She has started eating solid food, and her eating habits at lunch range from "ravenous" to "I could care less." But, I want her to have that option, and I am able to afford it to her, by going home at lunch time. So I do, and my lunch break varies from an hour and a half to 45 minutes.
Tonight, her interest in sucking milk has varied from "ravenous" to "oh, yeah, that's nice." She is weaning herself, eating solid food, but still having trouble sticking her nose into a pool of liquid (milk or water) to lap it up. She will learn. Meanwhile, I will hand feed her.
I have several different "feeding stations:" in the computer room, on the sofa, at the dining table. Generally Taki follows me to where I call her to feed, but tonight, she was very determined she wanted to be on the sofa. I tried the computer room for my preference, and she showed little interest in eating. A few minutes later, she was back at the sofa. I tried feeding here there: she did not want to drink, but she wanted to play on the sofa.
As a baby, she slept on me on the sofa quite a bit, while I sat on the sofa. And last weekend, when she was feeling poorly, she slept on me while I sat on the sofa. But a couple of days ago, while she was on the sofa, she shimmied her way down to the floor, using the slip cover and a bunched up afghan as conduit. She has been trying to climb up onto the sofa, but with no success as far as I can tell, so far. A couple of times, she has actually climbed my pant leg to get to my knee (where she gets stuck) because she is looking for something to drink.
So, all this happens in the early evening of my life. When I have not felt constrained to work only 4 hour blocs, and then go home to tend to Taki, I might work until close to 7 PM. So, when I got home, took care of my family and myself, and relaxed, it might be almost 8:30 or 9 PM. Four hours after I arrived home might be 10 or 11 PM. Tonight, 4 hours after I arrived home was only 8 PM or a little after, and my chores were finished by 6:30 PM or so. What a difference. I am dealing with a culture change because of this. Not bad, just different. Have I said that before? You bet.
Taki is teaching me about time limits and boundaries, by which I have never been able to abide.
Tonight, her interest in sucking milk has varied from "ravenous" to "oh, yeah, that's nice." She is weaning herself, eating solid food, but still having trouble sticking her nose into a pool of liquid (milk or water) to lap it up. She will learn. Meanwhile, I will hand feed her.
I have several different "feeding stations:" in the computer room, on the sofa, at the dining table. Generally Taki follows me to where I call her to feed, but tonight, she was very determined she wanted to be on the sofa. I tried the computer room for my preference, and she showed little interest in eating. A few minutes later, she was back at the sofa. I tried feeding here there: she did not want to drink, but she wanted to play on the sofa.
As a baby, she slept on me on the sofa quite a bit, while I sat on the sofa. And last weekend, when she was feeling poorly, she slept on me while I sat on the sofa. But a couple of days ago, while she was on the sofa, she shimmied her way down to the floor, using the slip cover and a bunched up afghan as conduit. She has been trying to climb up onto the sofa, but with no success as far as I can tell, so far. A couple of times, she has actually climbed my pant leg to get to my knee (where she gets stuck) because she is looking for something to drink.
So, all this happens in the early evening of my life. When I have not felt constrained to work only 4 hour blocs, and then go home to tend to Taki, I might work until close to 7 PM. So, when I got home, took care of my family and myself, and relaxed, it might be almost 8:30 or 9 PM. Four hours after I arrived home might be 10 or 11 PM. Tonight, 4 hours after I arrived home was only 8 PM or a little after, and my chores were finished by 6:30 PM or so. What a difference. I am dealing with a culture change because of this. Not bad, just different. Have I said that before? You bet.
Taki is teaching me about time limits and boundaries, by which I have never been able to abide.
Monday, June 20, 2011
A Strange Wind
It was hot again today, and it was windy again today.
When I left work for lunch at a little after 11 AM today, you could feel the heat. But the wind was very strong from the west, and somewhat cooling. This was a strange phenomenon, as usually in the heat, the wind is just very hot. When I left work for the day a little after 4 PM, the wind was what I had expected at noon: hot and drying. When I went home from a meeting about 8 PM, the wind was less intense, but just as hot.
I do not understand the cooling wind of earlier today. I am very concerned about what is happening with the weather.
When I left work for lunch at a little after 11 AM today, you could feel the heat. But the wind was very strong from the west, and somewhat cooling. This was a strange phenomenon, as usually in the heat, the wind is just very hot. When I left work for the day a little after 4 PM, the wind was what I had expected at noon: hot and drying. When I went home from a meeting about 8 PM, the wind was less intense, but just as hot.
I do not understand the cooling wind of earlier today. I am very concerned about what is happening with the weather.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Is My Air Conditioner Dying?
I hope not. Today was very hot, once again, with temperatures in the mid-100s. The air conditioner ran a lot this afternoon, to keep up. It did, but it worked hard. I noticed this afternoon that the fan was making a bad noise intermittently during the afternoon. I was concerned that something was wrong with it and the fan would be burning out. But, after a while, I began to wonder if the noise only occurred when the wind was very strong, from a certain direction.
The wind has layed. And the fan is no longer making that noise. The first house we owned had roof fans, and they made noises in the wind sometimes. So, I am hoping that is all that was happening.
The wind has layed. And the fan is no longer making that noise. The first house we owned had roof fans, and they made noises in the wind sometimes. So, I am hoping that is all that was happening.
Smoke Again
I wrote yesterday about smoke, and how I like some smoke odors, and smoked meat and cheese.
This morning, there is smoke odor in the air that I dislike. It is an acrid smoke, and reminds of the smoke produced by cotton seed hulls burning, a process that I believe is illegal but happens often.
The fires damaging so much of this nation are heading close: Friday morning the Lubbuck Avalanche Journal documented that one house burned and another was charred before a fire was under control in the city. Today, KCBD Channel 11 is carrying a story about a fire west of Lubbock in Cochran County, and a story about 3 homes that burned in Floydada, northeast of Lubbock. Because of the high winds, these fires are dangerous, as are so many of the other fires in the country.
This morning, there is smoke odor in the air that I dislike. It is an acrid smoke, and reminds of the smoke produced by cotton seed hulls burning, a process that I believe is illegal but happens often.
The fires damaging so much of this nation are heading close: Friday morning the Lubbuck Avalanche Journal documented that one house burned and another was charred before a fire was under control in the city. Today, KCBD Channel 11 is carrying a story about a fire west of Lubbock in Cochran County, and a story about 3 homes that burned in Floydada, northeast of Lubbock. Because of the high winds, these fires are dangerous, as are so many of the other fires in the country.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Smoke
I love smoked meats and cheeses. These are just wonderful to savor. I have become spoiled because I love smoked meats, fish and vegetables in comparison to grilled, fried, sautéd, or otherwise cooked meats.
There was a time in my life when I lived where we could smoke our own meats. Now, I no longer have a smoker: I do have a gas grill, but that is not quite the same.
I like mesquite and hickory smoke the best, but some other smokes are good, depending upon the food: apple and cherry wood are okay, apple especially for pork.
I also love the smell of pine smoke or pinion. Pine smoke and water recalls many, many summers at the local state park where we picnicked, swam and even camped.
So, for me, smoke has many memorable connotations...
There was a time in my life when I lived where we could smoke our own meats. Now, I no longer have a smoker: I do have a gas grill, but that is not quite the same.
I like mesquite and hickory smoke the best, but some other smokes are good, depending upon the food: apple and cherry wood are okay, apple especially for pork.
I also love the smell of pine smoke or pinion. Pine smoke and water recalls many, many summers at the local state park where we picnicked, swam and even camped.
So, for me, smoke has many memorable connotations...
Friday, June 17, 2011
Protracted Time
This is not a new phenomenon to me: protracted time. Both yesterday morning, and this morning, it seemed like my time was protracted. I awoke early yesterday, before the alarm sounded, and was ready for work with still some time left before I needed to leave home. Even with all of my monrning chores, I was ready for work before it was time to leave home. Unusual.
Something similar occurred this morning. I arose early, but not until after the alarm had sounded and I had snoozed some. I give myself lots of early morning leeway. But I still had time to tend to all the critters, read the newspaper, spend some time on newspaper puzzles, and still arrive at work on time.
Both of these mornings seemed to have had protracted time. Why this happens, I do not know. When this will happen, I do not know. That it happens is amazing to me. And, when it happens, it disconcerts me. But, it seems to be a part of life. One with which I can cope.
Something similar occurred this morning. I arose early, but not until after the alarm had sounded and I had snoozed some. I give myself lots of early morning leeway. But I still had time to tend to all the critters, read the newspaper, spend some time on newspaper puzzles, and still arrive at work on time.
Both of these mornings seemed to have had protracted time. Why this happens, I do not know. When this will happen, I do not know. That it happens is amazing to me. And, when it happens, it disconcerts me. But, it seems to be a part of life. One with which I can cope.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Head Cheese
My father liked head cheese. I ate it as a child, but never quite understood the attraction. Lisenby liked head cheese. When we went back to South Carolina where he grew up, and got head cheese in the local Mom and Pop convenience, local, whatever stores, I understood why. The head cheese served in these stores was a well spiced, flavorful concoction. Not like the head cheese you get in the grocery stores of today. Sometimes, progress is not progress.
Weaning
I have been thinking about how to wean Taki. But she has taken care of the problem herself. Since I have been back from vacation, when she is in the kitchen, she started sniffing at the adult cat food. I bought some canned kitten food over the weekend, to be prepared. Good thing: Monday night, Taki decided to eat canned cat food. She tried the Fancy Feast Grilled Chicken and Liver, so I opened a can of Fancy Feast Kitten Food Turkey with Milk, and she really liked that. She also ate some tuna. I have to think she gave herself a tummy ache.
Tuesday she drank less milk, and was eating canned food. This is good. Wednesday, she wanted milk, ate some canned food, but wanted milk. This morning, she was ready for canned food and milk, but when I came home for lunch, she ate some canned food but wanted little milk: she wanted to play. When I arrived home after work, though she was thirsty for milk. I had a meeting, and when I got home, she ate some canned food, but wanted milk, right away, and again about an hour later.
I think the vacillation between milk and canned food is a good transition. And, Taki is driving the transition.
Tuesday she drank less milk, and was eating canned food. This is good. Wednesday, she wanted milk, ate some canned food, but wanted milk. This morning, she was ready for canned food and milk, but when I came home for lunch, she ate some canned food but wanted little milk: she wanted to play. When I arrived home after work, though she was thirsty for milk. I had a meeting, and when I got home, she ate some canned food, but wanted milk, right away, and again about an hour later.
I think the vacillation between milk and canned food is a good transition. And, Taki is driving the transition.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Going Paperless
The idea of going paperless sounds good, but I worry about that: what if something happens to my computer connection, or my computer? What if I am incapacitated, in a hospital, and do not have the option of accessing my computer? If that were the case, I could prevail on my friends to get my mail, but they would not be able to access my computer sites so I could pay bills.
I am very reliant on the computer for a lot of my business transactions. My cell phone and cable bills are paperless. If I could not access my computer, I could actually live without these resources, but I would not want to. I could pay my other bills by check and paper.
Going paperless sounds good, but I am not sure about it.
I am very reliant on the computer for a lot of my business transactions. My cell phone and cable bills are paperless. If I could not access my computer, I could actually live without these resources, but I would not want to. I could pay my other bills by check and paper.
Going paperless sounds good, but I am not sure about it.
Drying Up
I came back from vacation with a lot of posts for the blog. Since I have been back, though, I am finding that my mental creativity is drying up: the stress of the day to day work responsibilities and the sameness of the routine in Lubbock are taking their toll.
I will keep trying to do some writing, as much as possible, though. The creative streak I enjoyed while on vacation was exhilarating. I know I can not sustain it, but I will do my best to work on writing regularly, and not neglecting this activity.
I will keep trying to do some writing, as much as possible, though. The creative streak I enjoyed while on vacation was exhilarating. I know I can not sustain it, but I will do my best to work on writing regularly, and not neglecting this activity.
Carrier Cave
While I was in Seattle, and Taki stayed with the cat sitter, she spent the nights in the carrier, so she was safe from the sitter's cats. It is not an uncommon practice, more for dogs than cats. When she came home, Taki found the carrier on the floor of the closet in my bedroom: this is where the cats and I sit when there is a tornado warning. I do not have another "interior room" so this is it. Anyway, she has availed herself of the carrier multiple times. She seems to like that spot, and Sake does not like the carriers, so will not probably bother her there. Haiku sometimes sits on top of the same carrier that Taki is using. And, she has been known to get into one or the other carriers when Sake is in a particularly bad mood. A good cat cave.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Solid Food
Taki has been sniffing at the solid cat food in the kitchen for the last several days. I have put out milk in a dish for her, but she has not been interested. When she has been hungry, I have offered her to lap milk from a dish before I fed her with the medicine dropper. She was not interested.
Tonight, she was in the kitchen nosing around. She seemed to like the deli sliced ham and turkey. Sake was sitting right there, but she did not back down, even though Sake slapped at her. She ate at the liver and chicken Fancy Feast food, and later migrated to the Fancy Feast kitten food that I put out. She ate and ate and ate. The first time she ate, she went back to the computer room and acted like she wanted a drink. I had to make more formula for her, and we went back to the kitchen. Meanwhile, she went back to the food and forgot about the milk. She has access to milk and water.
I am so delighted to see her growing in this way!
Tonight, she was in the kitchen nosing around. She seemed to like the deli sliced ham and turkey. Sake was sitting right there, but she did not back down, even though Sake slapped at her. She ate at the liver and chicken Fancy Feast food, and later migrated to the Fancy Feast kitten food that I put out. She ate and ate and ate. The first time she ate, she went back to the computer room and acted like she wanted a drink. I had to make more formula for her, and we went back to the kitchen. Meanwhile, she went back to the food and forgot about the milk. She has access to milk and water.
I am so delighted to see her growing in this way!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Fingernails on a Blackboard
All of you have heard the noise: the screech of fingernails on a blackboard. This is a sound that will stand your hair on end, and cause physical pain when you hear it.
I was watching a local weather station tonight. I will not name the station, but they advertised video of the dust storm that blew through earlier this evening, and while I was out in that storm, I wanted to see the video. It was impressive: it showed the visibility going to zero as the dust blew through.
The announcers changed, so the gentleman who narrated the dust storm video was no longer speaking, and a female forecaster was on the air. Her voice was abrasive, very much like fingernails on a blackboard. I can not believe that she was broadcasting. What are they thinking? It was awful.
I was watching a local weather station tonight. I will not name the station, but they advertised video of the dust storm that blew through earlier this evening, and while I was out in that storm, I wanted to see the video. It was impressive: it showed the visibility going to zero as the dust blew through.
The announcers changed, so the gentleman who narrated the dust storm video was no longer speaking, and a female forecaster was on the air. Her voice was abrasive, very much like fingernails on a blackboard. I can not believe that she was broadcasting. What are they thinking? It was awful.
Dusted Out
As is my tradition on Sunday evenings during the early summer, I went to the Westwind Brass Band Concert http://www.westwindsbrassband.org/index.php tonight. The weather reports did not include any chance of precipitation but when I got to the park, there was a cloud to the west that looked like it might be a storm. No rain materialized, but a dust storm blew through. The weather reports indicate that the wind that blew the dust through was up to 50 mph. Also, there were some very scattered thunderstorms in the area, mostly with virga (Definition of VIRGA: wisps of precipitation evaporating before reaching the ground)
The concert ended early, as the dirt in the air was very intense. Last year, a storm approached, and the band played on, until the storm actually broke. I sat there, watching the lightning, and hearing the thunder, although I normally do not put myself in danger of being out in a storm if I can help it. This year, I did not hear thunder nor see lightning, and decided I could manage the dust. I hope that is true. The last time I thought I could manage the dust, I ended up with bronchitis.
The concert ended early, as the dirt in the air was very intense. Last year, a storm approached, and the band played on, until the storm actually broke. I sat there, watching the lightning, and hearing the thunder, although I normally do not put myself in danger of being out in a storm if I can help it. This year, I did not hear thunder nor see lightning, and decided I could manage the dust. I hope that is true. The last time I thought I could manage the dust, I ended up with bronchitis.
Spiteful and Hateful
Taki was in the living room playing today, Haiku and Sake joined us. Sake hissed everytime Taki approached. And, at one point, Sake actually advanced on Taki as if to slap at her, but refrained only because of my constant verbal reminder. Taki knew to run away, or hide where Sake could not get her (under the TV cart, under the stroller).
Haiku put up with her, for a while. Taki even approached her and they sat sniffing each other for a while. But eventually, Haiku wanted nothing to do with her, also.
I played with Taki for quite a while, until she was ready for another drink, and a nap.
After a while I went to use the computer, and Taki was roaming under the computer desk. Haiku, whom you may recall, likes to play "fetch" knocked the remote control off the desk, right towards Taki. It missed. I have to wonder: Haiku has never played fetch with the remote control. I told her that was rude. She knocked a pen off, then stopped playing.
I was hoping I could allow Taki the run of the house when I was not around, but today's experience indicates that would not be wise.
Haiku put up with her, for a while. Taki even approached her and they sat sniffing each other for a while. But eventually, Haiku wanted nothing to do with her, also.
I played with Taki for quite a while, until she was ready for another drink, and a nap.
After a while I went to use the computer, and Taki was roaming under the computer desk. Haiku, whom you may recall, likes to play "fetch" knocked the remote control off the desk, right towards Taki. It missed. I have to wonder: Haiku has never played fetch with the remote control. I told her that was rude. She knocked a pen off, then stopped playing.
I was hoping I could allow Taki the run of the house when I was not around, but today's experience indicates that would not be wise.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
The Woman's Suffrage Movement
For the mystery book club that meets at Barnes and Noble every second Thursday in Lubbock, Texas, we recently read a book that touched on the woman's suffrage movement http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Center_pivot_irrigation. The book was Seneca Falls Inheritance by Miriam Grace Monfredo http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/m/miriam-grace-monfredo/.
Among other things, the book addressed the woman's suffrage movement. Can you imagine? Women were not granted the right to vote, by the Constitution of the United States of America, until 1920, by the 19th Amendment http://www.ourdocuments.gov/doc.php?flash=true&doc=63.
If you read, as I have in the past, the atrocities suffered by the women who were campaigning for the right to vote, you will be appalled, sickened, and horrified. What horrifies me more is that women currently do not vote, because they do not think their vote is significant or important. What the suffragettes http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffragette went through to secure for future generations of women the right to vote was horrific. So why women do not vote, for what ever reason, is a travesty, a breaking of faith with those who came before and suffered so we could vote.
Among other things, the book addressed the woman's suffrage movement. Can you imagine? Women were not granted the right to vote, by the Constitution of the United States of America, until 1920, by the 19th Amendment http://www.ourdocuments.gov/doc.php?flash=true&doc=63.
If you read, as I have in the past, the atrocities suffered by the women who were campaigning for the right to vote, you will be appalled, sickened, and horrified. What horrifies me more is that women currently do not vote, because they do not think their vote is significant or important. What the suffragettes http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suffragette went through to secure for future generations of women the right to vote was horrific. So why women do not vote, for what ever reason, is a travesty, a breaking of faith with those who came before and suffered so we could vote.
Dining at Mount Rainier
When I arrived at the entry point for Mount Rainier, the ranger at the gate suggested I dine for lunch at the Paradise Inn, as the setting was a classic dining setting, with a grand view, stone fireplace, pillars, and excellent service.
I have already mentioned some of that in a prior blog "Seattle: What I Saw, What I Did."
While I was eating at the Paradise Inn dining room, I realized that I did not notice when tables were being bussed. So, I watched carefully when the next set of diners left. The waiters were very surreptitious in regards to removing dirty dishes, and condiments from the tables. They pushed the old table cloth aside, and the new table cloth onto the table, so one never noticed it without a table cloth. All was done with a minimum of fan fare.
I have to think: this might be the way 5 star restaurants bus tables, and fine dining on cruise ships and in special establishments is accomplished. It was so seamless, so inconspicuous, it was as if the changes were not happening at all. Wow!
I have already mentioned some of that in a prior blog "Seattle: What I Saw, What I Did."
While I was eating at the Paradise Inn dining room, I realized that I did not notice when tables were being bussed. So, I watched carefully when the next set of diners left. The waiters were very surreptitious in regards to removing dirty dishes, and condiments from the tables. They pushed the old table cloth aside, and the new table cloth onto the table, so one never noticed it without a table cloth. All was done with a minimum of fan fare.
I have to think: this might be the way 5 star restaurants bus tables, and fine dining on cruise ships and in special establishments is accomplished. It was so seamless, so inconspicuous, it was as if the changes were not happening at all. Wow!
Newspaper Articles
I work in a psychiatric prison, and there are many restrictions placed on the employees. One is that most employees do not have access to the Internet. For various reasons which I will not delve into here, I do. I have always felt this was a responsibility, and before all staff had access to the Texas Tech Announcements sight, I read it daily, and forwarded on anything I thought might be of interest to others with whom I work.
Now, I often print out articles that related to the state budget, how the budget effects state employees, and issues regarding inmates, and working in prisons. I was not sure if anyone cared about these articles.
Recently, I was on vacation, and upon my return, a couple of coworkers told me they missed not having the articles printed and available for staff to read. They said they appreciated them, and felt like other staff also came to read these articles.
We sometimes do not know how our actions effect others. I am always appreciative when someone tells me something I do has a positive impact.
Now, I often print out articles that related to the state budget, how the budget effects state employees, and issues regarding inmates, and working in prisons. I was not sure if anyone cared about these articles.
Recently, I was on vacation, and upon my return, a couple of coworkers told me they missed not having the articles printed and available for staff to read. They said they appreciated them, and felt like other staff also came to read these articles.
We sometimes do not know how our actions effect others. I am always appreciative when someone tells me something I do has a positive impact.
Culture Shock
In a previous blog entry, I mentioned the predominance of heavily accented people in Seattle. I noticed this, including Eastern European accents. A coworker told me she was in "culture shock" when she went to Seattle, because she was used to the Hispanics of West Texas, but not the Asians which seem to predominate Seattle.
I realized that I noticed the Asians, but was not particularly shocked or surprised by this. Perhaps because I have read many novels about Seattle, and one, in fact, was about Asian Americans in Seattle.
Sometimes, I wonder about my cultural sensitivity. These predominances are not particularly apparent to me. So, I am either obviously unaware of cultural differences, or I am aware but not affected by them.
I am not sure which is better. I am sure it seems not to be important to me. Maybe, I should be more aware.
I realized that I noticed the Asians, but was not particularly shocked or surprised by this. Perhaps because I have read many novels about Seattle, and one, in fact, was about Asian Americans in Seattle.
Sometimes, I wonder about my cultural sensitivity. These predominances are not particularly apparent to me. So, I am either obviously unaware of cultural differences, or I am aware but not affected by them.
I am not sure which is better. I am sure it seems not to be important to me. Maybe, I should be more aware.
ReCharge!
Okay, so I cheated. I keep trying to write a blog a day, but get way behind because my brain is dead when I get home from work, and I have nothing to say, much less nothing creative to say. So, while I was on vacation, I wrote up several vignettes which I turned into blog entries after I returned home. Which got me caught up. And, I have several topics to write about. So, while I do have ideas and topics, I will write and "get ahead."
What this says to me, is that my creative energies have been recharged. I am grateful for this. I enjoy writing, even if it is only for my own self. And feeling drained and devoid of topics and ideas is an unhappy state for me.
So, now, I am ReCharged!
What this says to me, is that my creative energies have been recharged. I am grateful for this. I enjoy writing, even if it is only for my own self. And feeling drained and devoid of topics and ideas is an unhappy state for me.
So, now, I am ReCharged!
The Brown Fields of Texas
We are in a drought. This has been well documented. And, the farm fields around Lubbock, even the irrigated ones, are not growing anything. Which is why, when the wind blows, there is dust in the air.
As I flew in from Dallas on June 7, 2011, this became starkly, appallingly apparent. Flying over farm fields, they were all brown. The fields in Texas are set up in squares, and many have pivot irrigation systems http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Center_pivot_irrigation in them. You can tell they have these systems because there is a dark brown circle in the section of land, but nothing was growing.
I am not talking in sporadic places. I am talking about field after field after field, for much of the area over which we flew, coming from Dallas to Lubbock, which is some 330 miles. So for mile after mile after mile, it appears that nothing is growing.
Can you imagine what this means to the farmer whose livelihood is at stake? And, then the consumer: food, cotton, feed for animals. And the economy: In Lubbock, when the cotton crop is good, the economy booms. And, thus it is for many, many other communities in Texas.
This is sad, and frightening. I was asked recently if I thought we were in another Dust Bowl. I said no, unconvincingly, I think, because, while I do not want to be an alarmist, we certainly are experiencing a horrible drought. For it to be a Dust Bowl, this has to happen for more than one season. But, for now, yes, we are experiencing a horrible drought.
Neighbors are not watering, because to have any effect, it requires watering every day. A co-worker, who lives in the country, and has a well has a garden. He tells me he has to water every day. The ground is just sucking up the water, and his plants dry out in the extreme heat.
We are in a drought.
As I flew in from Dallas on June 7, 2011, this became starkly, appallingly apparent. Flying over farm fields, they were all brown. The fields in Texas are set up in squares, and many have pivot irrigation systems http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Center_pivot_irrigation in them. You can tell they have these systems because there is a dark brown circle in the section of land, but nothing was growing.
I am not talking in sporadic places. I am talking about field after field after field, for much of the area over which we flew, coming from Dallas to Lubbock, which is some 330 miles. So for mile after mile after mile, it appears that nothing is growing.
Can you imagine what this means to the farmer whose livelihood is at stake? And, then the consumer: food, cotton, feed for animals. And the economy: In Lubbock, when the cotton crop is good, the economy booms. And, thus it is for many, many other communities in Texas.
This is sad, and frightening. I was asked recently if I thought we were in another Dust Bowl. I said no, unconvincingly, I think, because, while I do not want to be an alarmist, we certainly are experiencing a horrible drought. For it to be a Dust Bowl, this has to happen for more than one season. But, for now, yes, we are experiencing a horrible drought.
Neighbors are not watering, because to have any effect, it requires watering every day. A co-worker, who lives in the country, and has a well has a garden. He tells me he has to water every day. The ground is just sucking up the water, and his plants dry out in the extreme heat.
We are in a drought.
Friday, June 10, 2011
A Little Sleep
As is usual when I travel, although I was able to get to bed at reasonable hours, I had little real sleep. I spent most of my nights dozing until very early in the morning. This happens for several reasons, only one of which is that I am excited about the next day’s activiites, and am eager for the time to wake up. I can sustain this kind of sleep for several days, and did so on my trip to Seattle. I arose early, not tired, and was eager for the day’s events. I pursued through the day, and finished in the early evening, returning to rest to my hotel room. I did not sleep until late, but used the early evening as recuperative resting time.
Until the last night of my trip, when, with the diverted plane flight, things were unsettled for some time, I did fine. I did not do poorly even when my trip was diverted. I think we finally got to the hotel in El Paso about 9 PM. I was tired but not sleepy, and knowing me, this combination means I will not sleep if I try. So, I stayed up until I was sleepy. Which was fine, except, of course, once again I slept that drifting in and out sleep which does not give me the rest I need. It was about midnight when I went to bed, and I arose at 4 AM as planned, to be ready to get to the airport in time to get my flight to Dallas. I got to Dallas, and had a 2 and a half hour lay-over go get to Lubbock. There is simply no flight sooner than that. But, I got home
Until the last night of my trip, when, with the diverted plane flight, things were unsettled for some time, I did fine. I did not do poorly even when my trip was diverted. I think we finally got to the hotel in El Paso about 9 PM. I was tired but not sleepy, and knowing me, this combination means I will not sleep if I try. So, I stayed up until I was sleepy. Which was fine, except, of course, once again I slept that drifting in and out sleep which does not give me the rest I need. It was about midnight when I went to bed, and I arose at 4 AM as planned, to be ready to get to the airport in time to get my flight to Dallas. I got to Dallas, and had a 2 and a half hour lay-over go get to Lubbock. There is simply no flight sooner than that. But, I got home
Perspectives
The news has horror stories of the danger and violence in El Paso. The shuttle driver for the hotel where I stayed had a very different perspective. A co-worker, who is originally from El Paso, has the same perspective as the shuttle driver. I certainly believe my co-worker. And, there are many hundreds of thousands of people who are living, working, going to school and otherwise making El Paso their home. There is no evidence, in this part of the city, of people having a “bunker mentality.” The airport security is not obviously more strict than any of the other 3 other airports which I have been through at sometime in the last week. So yes, the violence is not to be minimized and is certainly tragic. But, in perspective, it is bad, but does not necessarily put the average citizen at risk. .
Flying to Where?
My flight home from Seattle was to include a stop in Albuquerque,where I was to take a connecting flight to Lubbock. As we flew into Albuquerque, the air was thick with smoke, and the wind was stout. It was decided to divert the plane to El Paso, the plane’s alternate landing area, and the next stop on this multi-leg flight to Austin. Those passengers scheduled to debark in El Paso were allowed to do so, and the airline found a connecting flight to Dallas for many other passengers.
So, on June 7, I was in the El Paso airport once again, at 5:30 AM. Monday, June 6, 2011 was the day that I was scheduled to return to Lubbock from Seattle. But it did not happen.
For those of you who do not know about flying Southwest, the schedule for my flight home was not that unusual: I was on a plane that was scheduled to land in Albuquerque; I was to deplane, with many others, and would fly into Lubbock from Albuquerque. The plane was scheduled to go on to El Paso, and then Austin, Texas.
After about 30 minutes on the ground in El Paso, it was determined we would be on the ground 30 minutes or more still, so we were encouraged to deplane and use the amenities. They resurrected some old plastic boarding passes and let us off. Shortly thereafter, they told those of us going to Houston, Midland-Odessa and Lubbock that we would be put up in a hotel for the night, and we were on scheduled confirmed flights on June 7 AM. I had taken my carry on bag with me, thinking I would play with the computer, so did not need to go back to the plane and get anything.
I am not sure what happened to the others, but Southwest was trying to get the plane back to Albuquerque to return those passengers going to Albuquerque, pick up the people in Albuquerque who were trying to get to El Paso and Austin, and then return to El Paso, then Austin.
So, June 6, 2011, I spent the night in the Radisson at the El Paso Airport. It included free Internet, and a breakfast voucher, but I had to leave about 4:30 AM to get to the airport for my 6 AM flight, which would take me to Dallas, then to Lubbock, arriving about 12 noon.When I checked out, the clerk at the hotel tried to charge me for my room. I have to wonder; when I told her I was on a voucher, she did not object, and acted like it was in the system. So, I have to wonder if sometimes, they charge twice, and the staff make some money. Is that so very negative? Skeptical?
The airport is right next to the hotel. The shuttle driver was very informative: he is working on a master’s degree in health administration, and his day job is in a clinic in Juarez, which he claims is a safe city during the day. He also suggested I visit the University of Texas at El Paso Museum which has a lot of archaeological/historical displays, when I next visit El Paso. Food for thought.
So, on June 7, I was in the El Paso airport once again, at 5:30 AM. Monday, June 6, 2011 was the day that I was scheduled to return to Lubbock from Seattle. But it did not happen.
For those of you who do not know about flying Southwest, the schedule for my flight home was not that unusual: I was on a plane that was scheduled to land in Albuquerque; I was to deplane, with many others, and would fly into Lubbock from Albuquerque. The plane was scheduled to go on to El Paso, and then Austin, Texas.
After about 30 minutes on the ground in El Paso, it was determined we would be on the ground 30 minutes or more still, so we were encouraged to deplane and use the amenities. They resurrected some old plastic boarding passes and let us off. Shortly thereafter, they told those of us going to Houston, Midland-Odessa and Lubbock that we would be put up in a hotel for the night, and we were on scheduled confirmed flights on June 7 AM. I had taken my carry on bag with me, thinking I would play with the computer, so did not need to go back to the plane and get anything.
I am not sure what happened to the others, but Southwest was trying to get the plane back to Albuquerque to return those passengers going to Albuquerque, pick up the people in Albuquerque who were trying to get to El Paso and Austin, and then return to El Paso, then Austin.
So, June 6, 2011, I spent the night in the Radisson at the El Paso Airport. It included free Internet, and a breakfast voucher, but I had to leave about 4:30 AM to get to the airport for my 6 AM flight, which would take me to Dallas, then to Lubbock, arriving about 12 noon.When I checked out, the clerk at the hotel tried to charge me for my room. I have to wonder; when I told her I was on a voucher, she did not object, and acted like it was in the system. So, I have to wonder if sometimes, they charge twice, and the staff make some money. Is that so very negative? Skeptical?
The airport is right next to the hotel. The shuttle driver was very informative: he is working on a master’s degree in health administration, and his day job is in a clinic in Juarez, which he claims is a safe city during the day. He also suggested I visit the University of Texas at El Paso Museum which has a lot of archaeological/historical displays, when I next visit El Paso. Food for thought.
Rental Cars
I still do not have all the ins and outs of rental cars figured out. I know my insurance is supposed to cover me in a rental car, and am able to resist the dire sounding problems that might occur if I do not buy supplemental insurance.
I have learned not to buy a tank of gas because I can fill the car up before I turn it in; if I buy a tank of gas, even at a lower than market price, the likely hood of my returning the car on empty is small, and the rental car company gets to use the gas I paid for, anyway.
Upgrades are nice, but beware, they can drastically effect the amount you are paying for your rental fee without your realizing it. Market prices vary depending upon demand, and a rental car in a market like Florida or Arizona at Christmas is worth much more than the same car in the middle of the summer. And, of course, if you rent a car in one location, and drop it off in another, the drop off charge is amazing, and can double the cost of the rental.
Having said all that, isn’t it nice to show up some where by plane or train, and then be able to drive where ever, these days generally with unlimited mileage, and in many markets, in more than one state, without major limitations. So, it is a pleasant luxury to be able to enjoy.
I have learned not to buy a tank of gas because I can fill the car up before I turn it in; if I buy a tank of gas, even at a lower than market price, the likely hood of my returning the car on empty is small, and the rental car company gets to use the gas I paid for, anyway.
Upgrades are nice, but beware, they can drastically effect the amount you are paying for your rental fee without your realizing it. Market prices vary depending upon demand, and a rental car in a market like Florida or Arizona at Christmas is worth much more than the same car in the middle of the summer. And, of course, if you rent a car in one location, and drop it off in another, the drop off charge is amazing, and can double the cost of the rental.
Having said all that, isn’t it nice to show up some where by plane or train, and then be able to drive where ever, these days generally with unlimited mileage, and in many markets, in more than one state, without major limitations. So, it is a pleasant luxury to be able to enjoy.
Battery Remaining
I used the laptop at a park while I was on vacation. I did not have an electric outlet, so used and discharged the battery. The length of the battery life varies depending on what, I do not know. Sometimes, at full charge, I can get almost two hours of battery life, sometimes, just a little more than an hour. I do not pretend to understand the vagaries of this phenomenon. I am just glad that I can use the battery sometimes, when electrical power is not available.
Daylight
In 1974, when I traveled west to Yellowstone National Park, Jackson Hole, and Estes Park, I was flabberghasted at the length of the days. It seemed the sun rose so much earlier, and set so much later. The days were just longer.
When I moved to Lubbock, Texas in 1977, the same phenomenom seemed to happen. The summer days are phenomenally long. Well, think about it. We are 60 miles east of the next time zone. So, of course, the days are longer than long. It is so great!
The days are very long in Seattle. The sun was up when I arose at 6 AM and it continued on to about 9PM or later. I believe it is the latitude, and the relative position in the time zone. It is great! I love long days.
When I moved to Lubbock, Texas in 1977, the same phenomenom seemed to happen. The summer days are phenomenally long. Well, think about it. We are 60 miles east of the next time zone. So, of course, the days are longer than long. It is so great!
The days are very long in Seattle. The sun was up when I arose at 6 AM and it continued on to about 9PM or later. I believe it is the latitude, and the relative position in the time zone. It is great! I love long days.
Seafood
One of the best things about being in Seattle was the fresh seafood. I grew up in New England, and fresh fish and fresh seafood was so very available. In Lubbock, this is not so, of course.
So, fresh seafood in Seattle was great. I went to a Chinese food restaurant, and ordered a seafood dish. The proprietress told me it would be frozen seafood, so I picked another dish, and did get fresh seafood. That was so intuitive, thoughtful, and aware...
I had several seafood meals while I was in Seattle. I spent more money on food than I normally do on a vacation, but the fresh seafood was MARVELOUS!
So, fresh seafood in Seattle was great. I went to a Chinese food restaurant, and ordered a seafood dish. The proprietress told me it would be frozen seafood, so I picked another dish, and did get fresh seafood. That was so intuitive, thoughtful, and aware...
I had several seafood meals while I was in Seattle. I spent more money on food than I normally do on a vacation, but the fresh seafood was MARVELOUS!
Tourism
I love playing tour guide to visitors to Lubbock. I am very proud of the sights that Lubbock has to offer, and sometimes, I get to visit a place I have not previously visited, even though I live here.
If I were ever on a tourism board, there are several things that I would do. Every tourist coming into the city would be offered an opportunity to learn how the mass transit systems work, be given suggestions about maps, parking, one way streets, and self transport vs. public transport. Oddities like pay for parking by stall at self pay kiosks, would be explained. What to do if you get lost suggestions would be provided: major arteries to look for, and cross streets that take the traveler to major arteries would be listed.
If I were ever on a tourism board, there are several things that I would do. Every tourist coming into the city would be offered an opportunity to learn how the mass transit systems work, be given suggestions about maps, parking, one way streets, and self transport vs. public transport. Oddities like pay for parking by stall at self pay kiosks, would be explained. What to do if you get lost suggestions would be provided: major arteries to look for, and cross streets that take the traveler to major arteries would be listed.
On San Juan Island
On San Juan Island, the proprietors with whom I dealt were all service conscious. One even offered tips of what to do, how to get there, the best deals, not her business. Tourism is their bread and butter, and they seem to be very conscious of this. I have to think, though, that Friday Harbor started as a weekend getaway community, and still supports that, as the Friday and Sunday ferry traffic is listed as very heavy. Of course, this would be true for tourism, as well as for weekend getaway residents.
I am told that Steve Miller http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Miller_(musician) is said to live on the island, although he is not always in residence.
I have to wonder at the people who ply a trade such as naturalist on a tour boat. I can not see that as being a position with good benefits, unless the tour company is very large. I wonder if Washington State offers group insurance rates to eco-tourism or tourism companies, as part of an incentive to attract good tourist company employees, and retain them. Do these people do other jobs in the off season, or even during the peak season? This might be the kind of work a budding author would do: the influx of new people, comments, ideas would be great, and working on a tourist job 6-10 hours a day, with no stress to go home with might make for a very comfortable and creative life style, from a creative perspective.
This is the kind of job that might allow someone to combine their passion for the outdoors, nature, sailing, teaching, with a vast amount of freedom. I wonder what kind of income it provides.
As we did the whale watch, we saw Baker Mountain http://www.athropolis.com/arctic-facts/fact-baker.htm one of the Cascade Mountains. We were told it holds the record snowfall amount for any mountain. I will have to look up that fact. I know people like to boast of records.
I am told that Steve Miller http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Miller_(musician) is said to live on the island, although he is not always in residence.
I have to wonder at the people who ply a trade such as naturalist on a tour boat. I can not see that as being a position with good benefits, unless the tour company is very large. I wonder if Washington State offers group insurance rates to eco-tourism or tourism companies, as part of an incentive to attract good tourist company employees, and retain them. Do these people do other jobs in the off season, or even during the peak season? This might be the kind of work a budding author would do: the influx of new people, comments, ideas would be great, and working on a tourist job 6-10 hours a day, with no stress to go home with might make for a very comfortable and creative life style, from a creative perspective.
This is the kind of job that might allow someone to combine their passion for the outdoors, nature, sailing, teaching, with a vast amount of freedom. I wonder what kind of income it provides.
As we did the whale watch, we saw Baker Mountain http://www.athropolis.com/arctic-facts/fact-baker.htm one of the Cascade Mountains. We were told it holds the record snowfall amount for any mountain. I will have to look up that fact. I know people like to boast of records.
Washington State Ferries
As in the City of Seattle, the route to the Washington State Ferries at Anacortes is well marked. There is a fee for parking, but in a way, this makers sense. The lot is monitored, and if the slot you parked in is not recorded as being occupied, you will get a notice on your vehicle, or the vehicle will get towed. Otherwise, you do not need to leave a paid stub in the vehicle. So, I can see the fee to cover the cost of monitoring. And $10 for 24 hours is really reasonable, especially, if like me, you took advantage of 10 our more hours of that time: it becomes less than $1 per hour. A bargain for monitored parking anywhere.
The ferry people know what they are doing: they do not always make a direct run from A to B, and they arrange the vehicles so that those getting off at intermittent ports are where they need to be. Once you get to San Juan or Lopez Islands (and this is probably true for the other islands along this route, at least) you do not need to pay a fee or even show a stub to get back to the mainland. I suspect it is presumed you paid your fee to get on the island, although you could have flown in and now want to ferry out.
At San Juan, if you want to go on to Sidney, British Columbia, Canada, and did not pay your fee in Anacortes, you can do that, however.
Southwest Airlines must have taken a tip from the Washington State Ferry, or other successful ferry operators: They dock, clean the ferry unload, and re-load in some 20-30 minutes. Granted, the numbers are smaller, and they are not handling luggage, although they are handling vehicles, including bicycles, kayaks on trailers, and RVs. It was a smooth operation to watch. The ferries offer food service, and , at the proper times, adult beverages (not at 8:30 AM). They have restrooms, information tract racks, indoor and outdoor seating. The seating is armchair, bench and bench with tables. They announced the Washington State Ferry system as one of the safest in the world. I believe it. Just as I observe with Southwest Airlines, the staff know their jobs, do it in a way that makes it seem effortless, take care of the passengers when needed, and in generally take care of business.
The ferry people know what they are doing: they do not always make a direct run from A to B, and they arrange the vehicles so that those getting off at intermittent ports are where they need to be. Once you get to San Juan or Lopez Islands (and this is probably true for the other islands along this route, at least) you do not need to pay a fee or even show a stub to get back to the mainland. I suspect it is presumed you paid your fee to get on the island, although you could have flown in and now want to ferry out.
At San Juan, if you want to go on to Sidney, British Columbia, Canada, and did not pay your fee in Anacortes, you can do that, however.
Southwest Airlines must have taken a tip from the Washington State Ferry, or other successful ferry operators: They dock, clean the ferry unload, and re-load in some 20-30 minutes. Granted, the numbers are smaller, and they are not handling luggage, although they are handling vehicles, including bicycles, kayaks on trailers, and RVs. It was a smooth operation to watch. The ferries offer food service, and , at the proper times, adult beverages (not at 8:30 AM). They have restrooms, information tract racks, indoor and outdoor seating. The seating is armchair, bench and bench with tables. They announced the Washington State Ferry system as one of the safest in the world. I believe it. Just as I observe with Southwest Airlines, the staff know their jobs, do it in a way that makes it seem effortless, take care of the passengers when needed, and in generally take care of business.
The Storm and the Kitten
It has been amazingly dry, and we are officially in a drought. It has also been hot, in the 100s hot. Today, we were subject to the possibility of a thunderstorm, and when it blew through, it was considered severe, because of the high winds.
I was home. The house became very, very dark, as the storm blew in from the south. There was wind, some rain, but little else here, although thunder and lightning occurred in the background.
Sake and Haiku gathered in the bedroom, but as the storm blew through, Sake moved out. I was trying to feed the little kitty in the computer room, but she wanted to be in the bedroom. It was dark, like a cave. And, Taki found the closet. She has been in the closet several times tonight, instead of sitting under my chair. The closet is a safe cave for her, and she seems to like it.
As the storm blew through, the temperature dropped to at least 67 degrees. After the storm, I was able to open up the house, and let the fresh hair blow through, although the temperature is climbing, slowly.
Taki would rather not be under foot in the computer room, but seems to be enjoying the closet and bedroom. I am thinking it is time to let her roam loose in the house, even when I am not here.
We may have more storms: there are clouds, and occasionally thunder rumblings. But the sun is bright.
Taki came out for a snack. She is housebroken, using the litter pans in her room. I suspect if I let her roam, she might have accidents of timing. But, Sake has given her the word, I am sure. So she will not do that often.
I was home. The house became very, very dark, as the storm blew in from the south. There was wind, some rain, but little else here, although thunder and lightning occurred in the background.
Sake and Haiku gathered in the bedroom, but as the storm blew through, Sake moved out. I was trying to feed the little kitty in the computer room, but she wanted to be in the bedroom. It was dark, like a cave. And, Taki found the closet. She has been in the closet several times tonight, instead of sitting under my chair. The closet is a safe cave for her, and she seems to like it.
As the storm blew through, the temperature dropped to at least 67 degrees. After the storm, I was able to open up the house, and let the fresh hair blow through, although the temperature is climbing, slowly.
Taki would rather not be under foot in the computer room, but seems to be enjoying the closet and bedroom. I am thinking it is time to let her roam loose in the house, even when I am not here.
We may have more storms: there are clouds, and occasionally thunder rumblings. But the sun is bright.
Taki came out for a snack. She is housebroken, using the litter pans in her room. I suspect if I let her roam, she might have accidents of timing. But, Sake has given her the word, I am sure. So she will not do that often.
Musings on Seattle
If I return to the Seattle area to visit, I think I would do things differently: I would drive onto the ferry to San Juan Island with my vehicle, and stay a couple of days: in addition to the whale watching, and general tourist trips, there a couple of historic sights, state parks with beaches, and a lavender farm to tour. And, maybe even a sea kayak tour. That would not be a bad place to spend a couple of days.
And, I would want to visit the Carbon River Rainforest at the north east corner of Mt Rainier National Park. I would probably stay in a motel closer to the park, maybe in or near Tacoma vs. Seattle.
The last morning of my stay, I actually had time to do more sight seeing, but was not sure what I wanted to do. I considered the Boeing Fields Museum but was not really interested. I looked at the Woodland Park Zoo, but really, most zoos depress me. And it galls me to think that in addition to the zoo entrance fee, the city charged parking fees. I understand parking fees in the downtown area: it makes good economic sense to encourage people who can, to use public transportation, bicycles, and to discourage less driving. It makes good economic sense for land developers to use odd lots of land in the area, to turn a high profit, pay tax dollars, and provide a public service. But the zoo is many, many miles north of downtown. I have driven around the area a couple of times, and have seen no sign of public transportation (although it probably exists, and I do not know what to look for.) So, while this may be in keeping with a city wide policy to charge for parking at public places to decrease automobile usage, it smacks of pure greed. Fortunately, there are other areas of the park that offer non-pay amenities: walking, picnicking, park bench seating, and these do not have parking lots that do require a fee.
I sat in the shade at Green Lake Park, with the breeze blowing off the water. I had on a light jacket and gloves. Even on the ocean, traveling quickly, it was not quite that cold, but of course, I had the mitigating effects of the sun on the ocean. Over and over we were told that this has been a very wet year, and even that day, there were showers in the area, although the cirrus and cumulus clouds did not suggest rain at the park. However, there may have been rain elsewhere in the region.
Interesting, everywhere I went in Seattle, even in the city park, it was filled with people who have heavy accents. That is expected in the tourist spots, but in the city park, I listened to a Bulgarian who has been here 8 and a half years speak to a Lithuanian who has been here 26 years. Interesting.
As cold as it was, I saw swimmers in the lake. I think the people in Seattle celebrate the sunshine. And, it is the beginning of June.
And, I would want to visit the Carbon River Rainforest at the north east corner of Mt Rainier National Park. I would probably stay in a motel closer to the park, maybe in or near Tacoma vs. Seattle.
The last morning of my stay, I actually had time to do more sight seeing, but was not sure what I wanted to do. I considered the Boeing Fields Museum but was not really interested. I looked at the Woodland Park Zoo, but really, most zoos depress me. And it galls me to think that in addition to the zoo entrance fee, the city charged parking fees. I understand parking fees in the downtown area: it makes good economic sense to encourage people who can, to use public transportation, bicycles, and to discourage less driving. It makes good economic sense for land developers to use odd lots of land in the area, to turn a high profit, pay tax dollars, and provide a public service. But the zoo is many, many miles north of downtown. I have driven around the area a couple of times, and have seen no sign of public transportation (although it probably exists, and I do not know what to look for.) So, while this may be in keeping with a city wide policy to charge for parking at public places to decrease automobile usage, it smacks of pure greed. Fortunately, there are other areas of the park that offer non-pay amenities: walking, picnicking, park bench seating, and these do not have parking lots that do require a fee.
I sat in the shade at Green Lake Park, with the breeze blowing off the water. I had on a light jacket and gloves. Even on the ocean, traveling quickly, it was not quite that cold, but of course, I had the mitigating effects of the sun on the ocean. Over and over we were told that this has been a very wet year, and even that day, there were showers in the area, although the cirrus and cumulus clouds did not suggest rain at the park. However, there may have been rain elsewhere in the region.
Interesting, everywhere I went in Seattle, even in the city park, it was filled with people who have heavy accents. That is expected in the tourist spots, but in the city park, I listened to a Bulgarian who has been here 8 and a half years speak to a Lithuanian who has been here 26 years. Interesting.
As cold as it was, I saw swimmers in the lake. I think the people in Seattle celebrate the sunshine. And, it is the beginning of June.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Clam Chowder
I grew up in New England, so am familiar with what is commonly called New England Clam Chowder. It is a cream or milk based soup, usually with potatoes and clams, some different spices, and maybe celery and corn. There is such a thing as corn chowder, basically made the same way, without the clams.
There is a version of clam chowder that is called Manhattan clam chowder. I have had this once or twice, and it has a tomato base to it. Just last year, I learned about Rhodes Island clam chowder, which is broth based, and flavored with salt pork or bacon, and is very good.
Now, I have been exposed to Northwestern Clam Chowder. Looking it up, there seems to be no definitive description, except it may be thicker, and/or includes salmon. Incidentally, there is also smoked salmon chowder, which does not mention clams, but definitely has chunks of salmon included.
Looking it up, there are other varieties of clam chowder, including Delaware clam chowder, San Francisco clam chowder, St. Augustine, Florida (Minorcan) clam chowder, Hatteras clam chowder, and Long Island clam chowder.
Well, I am definitely a fan of clam or fish chowder. I have a recipe for a very rich seafood chowder that includes half and half and sherry. It is wonderful.
I am leaving the world of fresh seafood and returning to the land of beef, and beans. I like the foods, and have to admit I have had a couple of Mexican style meals while I have been away. I know that the capsaicin, the active ingredients in peppers, is considered to be possibly addictive. At least, there are many people who talk about craving spicy foods and “needing their fix.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capsaicin” While I do not particularly crave spicy food, I find I am happier if I have a liberal mixture of spicy foods in my diet.
Having said that, as I am back in Lubbock, I lament the fact that any kind of seafood, seafood chowder, or fish is apt to have been previously frozen, or is otherwise not fresh. I like living in Lubbock, but the price we pay for being landlocked is high.
There is a version of clam chowder that is called Manhattan clam chowder. I have had this once or twice, and it has a tomato base to it. Just last year, I learned about Rhodes Island clam chowder, which is broth based, and flavored with salt pork or bacon, and is very good.
Now, I have been exposed to Northwestern Clam Chowder. Looking it up, there seems to be no definitive description, except it may be thicker, and/or includes salmon. Incidentally, there is also smoked salmon chowder, which does not mention clams, but definitely has chunks of salmon included.
Looking it up, there are other varieties of clam chowder, including Delaware clam chowder, San Francisco clam chowder, St. Augustine, Florida (Minorcan) clam chowder, Hatteras clam chowder, and Long Island clam chowder.
Well, I am definitely a fan of clam or fish chowder. I have a recipe for a very rich seafood chowder that includes half and half and sherry. It is wonderful.
I am leaving the world of fresh seafood and returning to the land of beef, and beans. I like the foods, and have to admit I have had a couple of Mexican style meals while I have been away. I know that the capsaicin, the active ingredients in peppers, is considered to be possibly addictive. At least, there are many people who talk about craving spicy foods and “needing their fix.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capsaicin” While I do not particularly crave spicy food, I find I am happier if I have a liberal mixture of spicy foods in my diet.
Having said that, as I am back in Lubbock, I lament the fact that any kind of seafood, seafood chowder, or fish is apt to have been previously frozen, or is otherwise not fresh. I like living in Lubbock, but the price we pay for being landlocked is high.
Seattle: What I Saw, What I Did
I had a wonderful trip to Seattle recently, and this blog entry will recount some of that trip:
I went up the Space Needle http://www.spaceneedle.com/, built for the 1962 World's Fair. Interesting, as I was reading about the preparations for the Seattle World's Fair, it reminded me of the story "The Devil and the White City" in which it was apparent that the preparations for the world's fair in Chicago were behind schedule and not done completely by the fair's opening. It seems, the same happened in Seattle.
Another stop was Pike Place Market http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/explore_the_market/market_map. This was a lot of fun, and a maze of variety and specialty stores. I was able to have a good seafood meal at a restaurant with a great view of the harbor.
I drove to Mount Rainier National Park http://www.nps.gov/mora/index.htm. I went in at the southwest Nisqually Entrance, and left via route 410, out of the northeast section of the park.
On Mt. Rainier, except for ravens and Stellar Jays, the only wildlife I saw was a bobcat, crossing the road. That was either on route 123 or route 410, the less populated, less visited part of the park. That was on June 3, 2011. Interestingly, as I drove back to Seattle from Anacortes, on June 5, 2011, from my trip to San Juan Island for whale watching, I heard that route 123 was closed to one lane in some area, due to a snow slide. I can imagine it. On some parts of route 123, the height of the snow along the side of the road was more than double the height of the Ford Fusion I had rented and was driving. With the warming weather, these cliffs of snow undoubtedly became unstable, and slid.
At Mount Rainier, I had dinner in the Paradise Inn. This is an old style inn, with huge stone fireplaces, and the dining room had large windows, huge pillars, and great service.
I spent the better part of a day on the Seattle waterfront. My primary purpose was to go to the Seattle Aquarium http://www.seattleaquarium.org/, and take a harbor tour http://www.argosycruises.com/publiccruises/harbor.cfm. Both of these activities were really interesting. The aquarium is like many such establishments, which are now involved in conservation and research efforts. The harbor tour included information about the city as well as the harbor.
I took the Washington State Ferry http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/ferries/index.cfm from Anacortes to San Juan Island, http://www.visitsanjuans.com/ Friday Harbor, for a whale watch ride http://www.watchwhales.com/.
On the whale watch trip out of Friday Harbor into Puget Sound, south of San Juan Island, the viewing was good. We saw an adult and a juvenile bald eagle, and an aerie. We saw common murre, rhinoceros auklets, and black cormorants. There were multiple gulls, but I did not identify the specials.
We were treated to a wonderful demonstration of blowing and breaching by minke whales. We saw porpoise, harbor seals, a California sea lion, and more than one Stellar seal lion. The tour guides, San Juan Excursions, even gave out rain checks, based on the fact that we did not see Orca, although there was nothing in their literature stating that we were guaranteed to see Orca. The naturalist said the rain check did not expire, and could be redeemed years later.
I spent many hours just driving around the city of Seattle. I drove through Chinatown http://www.seattlechinatowntour.com/, but did not tour it.
I drove by Safeco Field http://www.seattlechinatowntour.com/, and Qwest Field http://www.qwestfield.com/. The most amazing thing about these stadia is that they are side by side in downtown Seattle!
I went to Woodland Park, but did not go to the zoo http://www.zoo.org/. Woodland Park http://www.seattle.gov/parks/park_detail.asp?id=292 is a high end park: with a trail for bikers, walkers, strollers, and the like. It had a swimming area. People can fish from the banks. There is a golf course and tennis courts in the park. It is a nice place to sit and chill.
There is more to tell. As I do, hopefully, you will not be bored, but will enjoy the information
I went up the Space Needle http://www.spaceneedle.com/, built for the 1962 World's Fair. Interesting, as I was reading about the preparations for the Seattle World's Fair, it reminded me of the story "The Devil and the White City" in which it was apparent that the preparations for the world's fair in Chicago were behind schedule and not done completely by the fair's opening. It seems, the same happened in Seattle.
Another stop was Pike Place Market http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/explore_the_market/market_map. This was a lot of fun, and a maze of variety and specialty stores. I was able to have a good seafood meal at a restaurant with a great view of the harbor.
I drove to Mount Rainier National Park http://www.nps.gov/mora/index.htm. I went in at the southwest Nisqually Entrance, and left via route 410, out of the northeast section of the park.
On Mt. Rainier, except for ravens and Stellar Jays, the only wildlife I saw was a bobcat, crossing the road. That was either on route 123 or route 410, the less populated, less visited part of the park. That was on June 3, 2011. Interestingly, as I drove back to Seattle from Anacortes, on June 5, 2011, from my trip to San Juan Island for whale watching, I heard that route 123 was closed to one lane in some area, due to a snow slide. I can imagine it. On some parts of route 123, the height of the snow along the side of the road was more than double the height of the Ford Fusion I had rented and was driving. With the warming weather, these cliffs of snow undoubtedly became unstable, and slid.
At Mount Rainier, I had dinner in the Paradise Inn. This is an old style inn, with huge stone fireplaces, and the dining room had large windows, huge pillars, and great service.
I spent the better part of a day on the Seattle waterfront. My primary purpose was to go to the Seattle Aquarium http://www.seattleaquarium.org/, and take a harbor tour http://www.argosycruises.com/publiccruises/harbor.cfm. Both of these activities were really interesting. The aquarium is like many such establishments, which are now involved in conservation and research efforts. The harbor tour included information about the city as well as the harbor.
I took the Washington State Ferry http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/ferries/index.cfm from Anacortes to San Juan Island, http://www.visitsanjuans.com/ Friday Harbor, for a whale watch ride http://www.watchwhales.com/.
On the whale watch trip out of Friday Harbor into Puget Sound, south of San Juan Island, the viewing was good. We saw an adult and a juvenile bald eagle, and an aerie. We saw common murre, rhinoceros auklets, and black cormorants. There were multiple gulls, but I did not identify the specials.
We were treated to a wonderful demonstration of blowing and breaching by minke whales. We saw porpoise, harbor seals, a California sea lion, and more than one Stellar seal lion. The tour guides, San Juan Excursions, even gave out rain checks, based on the fact that we did not see Orca, although there was nothing in their literature stating that we were guaranteed to see Orca. The naturalist said the rain check did not expire, and could be redeemed years later.
I spent many hours just driving around the city of Seattle. I drove through Chinatown http://www.seattlechinatowntour.com/, but did not tour it.
I drove by Safeco Field http://www.seattlechinatowntour.com/, and Qwest Field http://www.qwestfield.com/. The most amazing thing about these stadia is that they are side by side in downtown Seattle!
I went to Woodland Park, but did not go to the zoo http://www.zoo.org/. Woodland Park http://www.seattle.gov/parks/park_detail.asp?id=292 is a high end park: with a trail for bikers, walkers, strollers, and the like. It had a swimming area. People can fish from the banks. There is a golf course and tennis courts in the park. It is a nice place to sit and chill.
There is more to tell. As I do, hopefully, you will not be bored, but will enjoy the information
Saturday, June 4, 2011
A Different Way of Life
Seattle has a reputation as a city that encourages green behaviors. They encourage public transportation and bicycle riding. One way they do that is make public parking inconvenient and expensive. I went by Safeco Field today near the time the baseball games was getting ready to start. Event parking was advertised for $40 to $60. Even away from downtown, the zoo park did not have large amounts of parking.
I am wondering how all this is helping. Seeing the large amounts of automobile traffic heading to the U2 concert last night, and the baseball game today, I am wondering how effective that is. Especially for a community that encourages tourism, and tourists may have difficulty tuning into the public transportation system, and the parking system.
Additionally, people here are accustomed to using ferries coming and going. Planning to get someplace off the mainland requires not just driving time, but the time it takes to use the ferry. A planning scheme that people from other parts of the world may not consider.
It certainly removes some element of self-control when ferry schedules, mass transit schedules and planning for parking and walking have to be figured into the life schedule. It seems the Seattle population has said the cost of these losses is worth the savings they anticipate or have achieved. I do have wonder what they have achieved?
Having said that, it is all a way of life that can be learned and adapted to if need be. I wonder if other parts of this country would consider making this adaptation.
I am wondering how all this is helping. Seeing the large amounts of automobile traffic heading to the U2 concert last night, and the baseball game today, I am wondering how effective that is. Especially for a community that encourages tourism, and tourists may have difficulty tuning into the public transportation system, and the parking system.
Additionally, people here are accustomed to using ferries coming and going. Planning to get someplace off the mainland requires not just driving time, but the time it takes to use the ferry. A planning scheme that people from other parts of the world may not consider.
It certainly removes some element of self-control when ferry schedules, mass transit schedules and planning for parking and walking have to be figured into the life schedule. It seems the Seattle population has said the cost of these losses is worth the savings they anticipate or have achieved. I do have wonder what they have achieved?
Having said that, it is all a way of life that can be learned and adapted to if need be. I wonder if other parts of this country would consider making this adaptation.
Friday, June 3, 2011
A Different Part of the World
Flying into Seattle today the ground below was really interesting. We flew over some really desolate lands, with few houses and settlements. It was amazing. The mountains were interesting: the snow caps were so pretty. I am sure I saw the Great Salt Lake in Utah. We saw Mt. Rainier at a distance.
Then Seattle: it is so green! That is so neat, especially coming from a part of the world that has been so dry, in such a drought, and everything is so brown.
And, Seattle is so HILLY! It is amazing. I should have been prepared for that. I have been up and down some VERY STEEP HILLS.
Well, I did the tourist thing today, and that will continue. Looking forward to a good time.
Then Seattle: it is so green! That is so neat, especially coming from a part of the world that has been so dry, in such a drought, and everything is so brown.
And, Seattle is so HILLY! It is amazing. I should have been prepared for that. I have been up and down some VERY STEEP HILLS.
Well, I did the tourist thing today, and that will continue. Looking forward to a good time.
Blogging on the Go
So, I woke up way earlier than I needed to, in preparation for my trip. It was very unsettling not to have the little kitten to tend to, both last night and this morning. I did get ear drops into Sake’s ears, but she was not happy. No hugs from her, but hugs from Haiku.
At the airport, I was chosen for a random security check, which basically meant they looked inside my bag. No pat searches. I get pat searched at work regularly. This was weird. But, I went through. And, almost left my phone in the bin for the articles to go through security.
We are departing from gate 8. Gate 8 is at the far end of the airport. In the mid-80s it seemed the airport had flights coming and going all gates. More recently, the majority of the activity, the few times I have been in the airport, seems to be concentrated at gates 3 through 6. Well, a little different.
Southwest has done something intelligent: instead of having an attendant at each gate, they have one attendant for gate 6,7, and 8. That makes so much more sense.
We actually departed from Gate 9, which is separated from the rest of the airport by a glass barrier.
I got a giant cup of coffee. In retrospect, I should have mixed regular and decaf. Oh, well, I am already keyed up because of traveling, so this will just add to it.
A niece once commented on liking the anonymity of travel. I like that. And traveling alone contributes to that. I live alone, so doing things alone is not unnatural for me, although so many people I know think it is unusual, or brave, or unique. It really is just me.
At the airport, I was chosen for a random security check, which basically meant they looked inside my bag. No pat searches. I get pat searched at work regularly. This was weird. But, I went through. And, almost left my phone in the bin for the articles to go through security.
We are departing from gate 8. Gate 8 is at the far end of the airport. In the mid-80s it seemed the airport had flights coming and going all gates. More recently, the majority of the activity, the few times I have been in the airport, seems to be concentrated at gates 3 through 6. Well, a little different.
Southwest has done something intelligent: instead of having an attendant at each gate, they have one attendant for gate 6,7, and 8. That makes so much more sense.
We actually departed from Gate 9, which is separated from the rest of the airport by a glass barrier.
I got a giant cup of coffee. In retrospect, I should have mixed regular and decaf. Oh, well, I am already keyed up because of traveling, so this will just add to it.
A niece once commented on liking the anonymity of travel. I like that. And traveling alone contributes to that. I live alone, so doing things alone is not unnatural for me, although so many people I know think it is unusual, or brave, or unique. It really is just me.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tornadoes in New England
Tornadoes in New England are a rare phenomenon but they were there today: My wish is that my family is safe and every one else is safe. too. From the Weather Channel, it seems that the family in Western Massachusetts is safe. However, the family in the Worcester or eastern Massachusetts, may not be as safe...Mid-day, I received an email from a sister, who is in York, maine, and who was obviously okay. I heard from a brother in Connecticut who was safe. A nephew on Facebook in Worcester commented on the danger, but did not seem to be in direct danger. The same is true from a nephew-in-law who tells me they are safe. Praise be to God.
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