From yesterday’s adventure.
J.P.
Caturday.
Family harmony continues to build in the four-legged world of the Desert Compound. Shortly after this photo was taken and nap time was complete, Truman was spotted licking Lucky’s ear and Lucky was fine with it.
This nap time is indicative of the typical vibe amongst the dogs and Truman. Once in a while there’s running around at full speed but for the most part they are pretty chill.
Everyone involved enjoys the cool marble floor at this time of year.
Lotta Love.
One of my favorite songs of all time, here’s a special remix of Nicolette Larson’s “Lotta Love” originally released in 1978.
Portly.
As an early birthday gift to Chris and Mike we’ve installed a gas powered pizza oven in the outside kitchen. There has been a number of delightful pizza like experiences with this new appliance and they are enjoying trying different doughs, toppings, and the like.
Always surround yourself with culinary inclined folks when you are not a part of the culinary inclined folks.
One of the pizza “paddles” that came with the oven didn’t survive the first pizza experience and a replacement quickly arrived. The oven company didn’t want the defective paddle back, so Chris and Mike decided to turn it into a wall decoration. Using the myriad of tools out in the wood shop, they came up with this design. It is now hanging in our kitchen and I think it looks fantastic.
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I was wasting time on Youtube. The algorithm suggested a run of all the credits ever shown for “Laverne & Shirley”. I suddenly remembered something that has been bothering me since I was a kid.
The two women in this shot in the ending credits can not be Penny Marshall and Cindy Williams.
The same two people are shown throwing snow at each other during the first season opening credits, and if you look really close, it looks like one of them is a man disguised as a woman. Yay for HD remastering!
Their profiles just don’t look like Penny Marshall and Cindy Williams. I even noticed that on my parents’ 19-inch Zenith back in 1978.
Back In The Air.
Last month I became part of a local flying club after being on the wait list for a bit. I’ve finished my security clearance requirements necessary for going into restricted areas of the airport and tonight I had the chance to finally get in the air for one of my checkout rides.
I hadn’t flown since early February, and while I have plenty of hours in my logbook, I always get a bit nervous when it’s been over 30 days since I last flew. I knew I needed to do some checkout flights with the club instructors to show them that I actually know how to fly an airplane, and my flight with Josh turned out to be just fine. If there’s any area of my life where I take an extremely conservative approach to things, it’s around my aviation decisions. It’s part of my plan to become a very old pilot.
While I’ve done plenty of touch ‘n goes at KTUS Tucson International Airport, this was my first time actually departing from there. Because it’s the airport is in Class C airspace, there’s a couple of extra things I need to do on the radios to head out, but once I got that down I was good to go.
It was a really fun night and I’m excited about the club airplanes.
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Earlier this month my husband and I went to a local furniture store looking for a new couch for our TV room. The couch we bought when we moved to Chicago in 2017 has not held up as well as we had hoped it would and the furniture store was having a sale so we thought we’d take a moment to browse.
As usual I went off on my own looking at various odds and ends through the store, and since the location is large, I called Earl up and asked him where he was located so we could meet up and settle on a couch.
“I’m on the other side of the wall”. This is what I was looking at when he gave me this vague description.
It turns out he was on the other side of the larger wall, over in the bargain bin area of the store. When he asked me “what other wall is there?”, I showed him this photo.
Our marriage works because in many, many ways we have two different thought processes. I tend to be the more literal one of the two of us. I have always thought literally. As I get older I find my brain is headed further in that direction.
Old age is going to be interesting.
Itching To Swim.
We have an indoor pool. I was very excited when we bought a home with an indoor pool and spent many months swimming on a daily basis.
My body then decided I’d used up all my swimming tokens and now I break out in a light rash when I swim in our pool. No one else in the family has this issue, so my skin has just decided to do its own thing.
I now swim just once in a while.
The experience is enjoyable but I have to take an off-brand Benadryl for a couple of days afterward to cope with any itchiness.
It’s worth it.
Familiarity.
The lumber yard/hardware store/contracting business owned by my Dad’s side of the family sold General Electric appliances. The GE “ball” logo was everywhere in our home, especially after Dad built the house I spent the latter half of my childhood in. At one time, my grandparents, and each family of my dad’s siblings had the exact same dishwasher, and they were all emblazoned with “GE Potscrubber” across the front. You could also change the color of the front panel of the dishwasher, but that’s a different blog entry.
As a child of this GE atmosphere, coupled with the fact that both paternal grandparents at one time worked for General Electric at Electronics Park before I was born, I learned to associate GE with quality. It’s one of the reasons I chose GEnie, the General Electric Network Information Exchange, as my first online experience.
One of the things I’ve always enjoyed about the GE brand is that the company and its subsidiaries have maintained a consistent logo for over 100 years. There are slight variations in the “GE Ball”, but for the most part, anyone and everyone knows what that symbols means. Unlike Coke and Pepsi and Target and Walmart, who update their logo with the times, GE’s logo is timeless. Aside from that first incarnation in 1892, it has looked the same for nearly 125 years, and I think that’s pretty nifty.
It’s a quality logo that has withstood the test of time.
The only time I’ve found GE branding confusing is as found on a spacemaker laundry unit in the condos at Walt Disney World’s Saratoga Springs Resort.
Here’s the unit was simply labeled “GE Quality Product” any in no place featured the familiar GE logo. I can only assume someone else built the unit for GE and GE was just licensing out the name. Today GE’s laundry products are actually made by Haier, and GE lends out their logo to maintain familiar branding.
One of my favorite fonts was also created by GE. I use this font all through my Linux desktop setups (Windows and Apple don’t let users change the font). This font is called GE Inspira and it has a nice modern touch to it. You can find it through a simple web search.
I now have the old jingle, “GE, we bring good things to living, we bring good things to life” rattling around in my brain.
Hello!
I often spend weekend mornings finishing up half-baked blog entries I’ve written during the week. I also use this opportunity to respond to comments and other correspondence around my social media presence. There’s a few blog entries that remain quite popular, usually those around cash registers, or old department store chains like W.T. Grants.
As I was sorting through my email, I saw a message from WordPress, which is the software that supports this blog. I subscribe to WordPress’ “Jetpack” service, even though the blog is self hosted on my own server. The Jetpack service seems worth the money and it allows me to see visitor counts if I so desire, but it also helps in automating much of the maintenance one has to do on a website in these here scary Internet times. It’s less fuss, less muss, and that’s fine by me.
The message in question indicated that I had received several subscriptions for email notifications this week. I was vaguely aware of email subscriptions to the blog, I thought there was a handful of them at most, but it seems there’s many more than I originally thought. So, I’d like to say to everyone that subscribes to my entries via email: Hello! It’s wonderful to have you here.
At last night’s dinner, a party of four was seated at the table next to us. They were pleasant and lively and we could hear bits and pieces of their conversation. Apparently one of the members of the party considered himself a YouTube Influencer of sorts and I could hear chatter about video editing and plans on ramping up his channel, though I couldn’t ever discern what his influencing way about. The bits of gray in his large beard indicated he was probably in his 40s. I took a moment to try to find him online last night, but with the small bits of information I was able to glean from eavesdropping, I couldn’t find him anywhere.
I have little desire to be some sort of middle-aged Social Media Influencer. I have no desire to focus on that sort of thing, but when I hear that there’s some people following along to our 21+ years of documented adventures and the what not on this blog, I’m a bit humbled.
So, Hello!
