herveus

The next few weeks will be interesting. I think that's mostly a good thing.

My wife has four events lined up over the next four weekends. We start with Quest up in the East Kingdom. It's been a pleasant event the past couple of years, and the weather this year looks promising. Monday, I come home. Megan and Heather make tracks westward.

Their itinerary includes a stop in Minnesota to visit friends followed by a visit to our cloth supplier in Montana. Glacier National Park is next on the agenda, followed by a trek to the southeast portion of Oregon and the next event, War of the Trees in Coquille, Oregon (An Tir).

My daughter wants to see the Pacific Ocean (and perhaps dip part or all of her body therein). Medford, Oregon comes next, with a visit with a friend from college days. I believe that an expedition to Crater Lake is in the cards.

The next weekend is Known World Heraldic and Scribal Symposium the Heralds' Annual Convention up near Portland. I'll be flying out for that; we plan to also visit with some cousins in Portland around that.

On the Tuesday following, Megan is supposed to be in the vicinity of Idaho Falls for Uprising, which runs through the weekend. A couple of days in Yellowstone follow, thence Glendive, Montana for another visit. This time, the van gets stuffed to the rafters with fabric and stuff for Pennsic. Wood-n-Woven will be coming to Pennsic and setting up shop in our booth.

I believe that the Badlands are next, followed by a slog home. The dog is probably going to be rather Put Out by all this. I think he is going to be getting a lot of quality time in the back yard during the days.

Meanwhile, I have the Strawberry Festival at Adelphi Meeting and Storvik's Novice Tourney to fill in the off weekends for me. Whee!

I have a working lathe in my shop. I still have to put up the tool racks and a bit more stuff, but I can hang a faceplate right now and turn stuff. Woot!

This is an intended side effect of the massive cleanup in my shop. Much trash has gone out on the curb. Much scrap has been designated "burnable". My power tools are being rearranged. This is good.

I was out on my deck just looking down the hill. I saw a fox walking by at the bottom of the hill. In a few weeks, that view will be blocked by leaves, but for now, it's pretty wide open. Coolness.

I wouldn't want to live in Killeen, Texas, because it's in the middle of Texas with miles and miles of miles and miles. Now, I've got no beef with the people; it's mostly the terrain. The airport (all six gates of it) does offer civil amenities, such as the free wireless internet I'm using to post this. The airport used to be Gray Army Airfield attached to Fort Hood. The runway can handle C-5 Galaxy transports. Now it has a civil terminal and regular service to Dallas-Fort Worth, Houston, and Atlanta.

It's been an interesting week, for mostly good values of interesting. I got thrown into "standup teacher" mode; it went pretty well. The students were reasonably motivated and attentive. I think they got what they needed out of it.

There seems to be a significant Korean community. I found a Korean restaurant with a nicely diverse menu. Japchaebap was yummy, and the kimchi came in nice range of types, about eight or nine all told.

On the down side, there is a good chance I'll miss my connection in Atlanta. On paper, I have 25 minutes to get from the arrival gate in terminal C to the departure gate in terminal B. In the event I don't make it, at least I'm tentatively booked on the next flight in an hour and a half.

I did not need to see the advertisement for your upcoming program on the 9/11 tragedy. I did not need to see tightly cut clips of the airplane just about to hit the tower. That was not cool.

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Herveus

Those zany legislators in Utah are at it again. Now, having a demonstrable external cause for a miscarriage might subject the mother to criminal prosecution. Real swift. How modest.

http://www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2010/2/24/840197/-Please-Help:-Utah-defines-miscarriage-as-criminal-homicide

I'm back from Estrella and I'm back at work. Yay!

Now, my trousers are so far in debt it ain't funny, so if there was something over the last two weeks that I simply *must* see, point it out to me...

I'll make a more extensive post about Estrella and stuff later.

• 07:28 I'm so glad we are already nearly to memphis after looking at the weather. Waffle house and go. #

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We now return you to your previously scheduled drama.

It turns out that I'm too expensive for the Korea position. I'm not surprised. I'm thankful that this question is settled before heading to Estrella.

On the "more drama" front, I have to arrange to get my butt home from Estrella on Sunday instead of driving back. The old job has finally been funded, and they'd *really* like me to show up on Monday, the 15th. Given that my company has carried me on overhead for over three weeks on belief that we would get to this point, I'm inclined to cooperate.

The state vector has collapsed.

Since I've been idle on the day-job front, I've had some time to work in the shop, turning perfectly good wood into shavings and sawdust. Oh, and the odd bits of weaving stuff. And a doghouse.

Of note is that, thanks to a poke by lferion, I've gotten around to finishing off a bunch of wooden weaving tablets. I've gotten 70 done so far, and the stack of them is about 3.25 inches. That's 21.5 to the inch, or so. I've been claiming something closer to 18. Belt sanders are fine and wonderful things, especially when fitted out with P220 and P310 grit belts. The whole process goes much more quickly and smoothly than in the past. Woot! That number may double before the day is out, depending on other distractions.

And I have a couple of Oseberg style looms in stock.

Now, among the distractions are football games, photographing stock and getting the results up on the web site, and recovering from the carnage wrought by the hard drive in my laptop going south. I put the laptop into Apple's hands Thursday morning; FedEx woke my wife up Saturday morning to deliver the 'puter while I was out walking the dog. Fun. Fun. Fun.