Fun and Games Dept

So we are on our third day here in Denver, Colorado. I haven’t blogged as much as planned for a couple of reasons; the first being that my iPad is not contributing as well to my computing experience whilst traveling as I thought it would and secondly, we’ve been too busy having fun.

I have been posting photos on Instagram and on my Facebook account. I’ve also been putting little snippets up here and there on Twitter.

As mentioned in the previous blog post, we arrived to DEN airport approximately five hours late on Friday night. This modified our plans a little bit and we ended up just going to Denny’s for a very late supper before calling it a night.

On Saturday and Sunday we went to the CGRA’s Rocky Mountain Regional Rodeo at the Jefferson County Fairgrounds. This was Earl and my first time going to any rodeo let alone a gay rodeo and I have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Yet another facet of the gay community to enjoy. There was definitely a sense of community and the spectators were a mix of gay men, lesbians and straight families of all ages. It felt quite homey and it’s been too long since I’ve enjoyed the smells of a farm.

I was quite impressed with barrel racing and wild drag racing. One of the drag queens for the wild drag racing was in a full wedding dress as she tried to ride a steer for a couple seconds to get over a line. An impressive feat.

Saturday night we went to Downtown Denver for some dinner. The downtown area has a sixteen block walking mall type arrangement with all sorts of places to choose from. The rain let loose while we were finishing up the meal.

Speaking of which, the afternoon storms each day have been quite impressive. I snapped this photo on Sunday at the rodeo when a storm was moving in:

Last night after the rodeo we decided to stay in and enjoy some television and Domino’s pizza in one of the two rooms that we are staying in. The down time was something that we normally don’t do during vacation and the change of pace was good.

Today we ventured up into Rocky Mountain National Park. Earl and I had been here back in 2001, just a few months before I started this blog thing. That visit was earlier in the season and the Ridge Trail Road was closed just above 10,000 feet. Since it’s July, the entire road was opened to the public so we ventured all the way to the top.

We parked at 12,080 feet and then Scott and I hiked up to the official top of the trail at 12,300. Earl and Jamie stayed back and tried to keep warm since it was in the low 40s up there.

Here’s some photos from that:

In the photo above, I was standing on this:

To give you an idea of how high that was above the trail, here’s looking down from up there:

A little way up the rock climb I came across an older woman who sitting and relaxing with a big smile on her face. She asked if I was from Missouri. I told her that I was from Upstate New York, near Syracuse. She lit up and said that she loves that area of New York and visits there quite a bit and that she has family in Canton (which is up in the North Country). I love it when the world feels small.

I had left Scott behind on the path as he was feeling short of breath, I was happy to see that he decided to make the trek up:

We grabbed a snowball for Earl and Jamie and brought it back down to them at 12,080 feet. They were keeping warm in the rental SUV.

It was then decided that we all needed something to eat so we stopped at the nearby visitor’s center, had some grub and did some shopping before making the trek to our hotel outside of Denver. On the way down we spotted some residents.

Earl took many of the animal photos as I was the designated driver for this jaunt, but he did take a moment to pose for a few photos too…

By the way, a couple of people at the visitor’s center noticed my Atari shirt. A father (my age or so) asked his son if he knew what an Atari was and the son had no clue. He had been raised on Playstation. The kid probably doesn’t know the breathtaking challenges of Super Breakout or Centipede.

On the way down the mountain we had the opportunity to drive up and down through the clouds, through some rain and even through a few heavy raindrops that were trying to act as snowflakes. Kind of cool.

All in all a good start to the week, especially when Chipotle punctuated the day as our dinner selection.

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We are finally in the air on Continental Flight 1076 from Newark to Denver. We left 3 1/2 hours late. This was due to the fact that maintenance had to be called onto the plane to fix a woman’s headrest that wasn’t working properly, which delayed us enough to get caught in a series of storms. It amazes me that planes can leave Syracuse in a blizzard but planes can’t leave Newark if it’s misting. But that’s Jersey for ya.

There is a group of students heading to Denver on this flight. Their ringleader is a very obnoxious teenaged girl who has been asked repeatedly to remain seated per the fasten seat belt light. She has led the group in applause every time the plane has moved more than one yard on the ground. She applauded a successful take off. She has asked for several cups of water. She is growing up to lead the new entitlement generation and will contribute to the return of the train being the transportation method of choice for folks who wish to maintain their sanity. Personally, now that we are airborne, I wish someone would ask her to get out and walk.

I might have hostility issues.

By the way, they’re all wearing t-shirts that say “Echo Lake” and are wearing stylish dog tags with coordinated silencers. While I appreciate dog tags very much, I believe they should be worn by civilians as a tribute to those that have served in the armed forces, not as a bastion of style. These kids will never have the discipline of those that wear dog tags as a soldier.

Scott has been waiting for us in Denver since around 12:00 EDT. He was smart and flew through Chicago. We were suppose to fly through Cleveland, but the United-Continental merger changed those plans and we were moved to a Newark based flight. This is an alleged improvement in customer service. Personally I find it to be a sack of shit. Flying was so enjoyable before it became “Greyhound with wings”. At least the TSA in Syracuse were pleasant.

I don’t know how our flight attendant friends do it. I’d be launching the slide and drinking a beer on the way down.

Proper flying is sitting in the back seat of a Cessna 172 or a Piper TriPacer or J5-A with friends and/or family at the controls. This is not flying. This is being herded. I refuse to “baa”. Perhaps June Cleaver could entertain us with some jive.

We haven’t scheduled our visit in Denver to death. We have a few plans here and there but for the most part we are looking to relax and enjoy the change in scenery.

For now, I just want to get out there.

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Countdown is progressing. I remember people dancing to the phrase back when I was a baby DJ. The name of the song was “Theme from S-Express”. Appropriately, the artist was S-Express. Fun song. I think it was entirely made up of samples, the primary sample being “I’ve Got The Hots For You” by TZ from 1983.

Squirrel. I digress.

It is the day before vacation and I’m not really that focused today. The main task at work today is to make sure I am still productive while not breaking anything that will jeopardize any of the programs I am working on, causing them to break while I’m on vacation.

Tonight we pack. Tomorrow we hop on a jetplane. I’ll be making updates in the usual places if you’re interested in following along.

I have to admit that this cartoon bird makes me crack up. It’s something about the wise, happy look. It’s Jana of The Wonder Twinsin one of the Adult Swim shorts on Cartoon Network.

Here it is Tuesday and it doesn’t really feel like Monday. This is a good thing because I’m not really in the mood for a Monday this week. Let the games commence.

If you follow along on my Facebook, Twitter or Google+ and you give a care, you have probably figured out that today is the first day of the commute in our brand new Jeep Wrangler Rubicon. It is quite comfortable for the ride and like his predecessor, will not be eaten in. I will allow the careful sipping of drinks at this time as long as their is a straw involved.

The new Jeep was my birthday gift from Earl. When he shops, he shops big. It’s one of the more minor reasons that I love him. I was surprised and excited. My birthday is next week. I was just hoping for a nice meal.

I shouldn’t put stock in material things but I feel oddly back on kilter behind the wheel of a Jeep again. Not what I expected to it is what it is, I suppose.

We are gearing up for the Big Vacation starting on Friday. The destination is Denver for a week, with a side trip to Cheyenne. The time off will be good and I’m sure the electronic updates will be plentiful.

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An open letter to Barbara Mac Ewen, Town Clerk for the Town of Volney in Oswego County, New York.

Ms. Mac Ewen stated that as Town Clerk she can’t sign marriage licenses for same sex couples because it goes against her beliefs.

If you would like to drop her a line, she can be reached through the Town of Volney website.

By the way, Earl and I have no intentions on getting married in the Town of Volney. At about 70 miles away, we have much more hospitable town clerks to choose from closer to home. The Town of Volney is near my hometown, and that is why this caught my attention. Their biggest newsmaker used to be the landfill.

Ms. Mac Ewen:

As a former resident of Oswego County, I am always excited when the towns around my hometown make the national news. Usually it’s the record amount of snowfall in the Town of Redfield or a huge salmon in the Town of Richland, but with this go-around, the Town of Volney made the news with your declaration that your faith will not allow you to sign marriage licenses for same sex couples.

This is quite unfortunate.

Setting aside the fact that you were elected to serve the people by the people, and this includes ALL the people in the Town of Volney, there is the clear separation of church and state, something that you seem to have lost in your many years as Town Clerk.

Your unfortunate choice of words when referring to gay and lesbian couples in the Town of Volney, (I believe you referred to them as “anybody like that”), help perpetuate the belief that Central New York is still in the dark ages and inhospitable to anyone that isn’t part of a straight, white family.

While my heart sinks when I read about the type of prejudice and hate that a part of your religious beliefs, I am joyful and thank all that is holy that you were not elected Fire Chief, for one must wonder if you would leave a gay couple of burn in a house because rescuing them would go against your beliefs.

I mentioned before that I am often happy to see the small towns of Oswego County make the national news. Unfortunately, this is not one of these occasions. I am thankful that I was able to move out of the area to a New York town where they understand the separation of church and state.

Best regards and blessed be,
J.P. Wing

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Sometimes you just want a little R&R in your own corner of the parking lot.

Today was about relaxing. The weather was a perfect early summer day. It motivated me to go for a ride on the bike. I found some country rides to ride on nearby and 2 1/2 hours and almost 27 miles later, I was back home. The ride felt good. Riding my bike clears my head from the stress of the week.

We did some shopping at the mall, what with Father’s Day being tomorrow and the like. The mall wasn’t overly crowded. I like it like that.

This evening we headed over to one of the many miniature golf places for a round. As you can see, the game was only a little intense.

Earl and Jamie tied for first with a score of 44, I clocked in at 45 and Scott scored a 50. I guess that’s good. At least we didn’t have to contend with any windmills.