Wednesday, February 28, 2007
I was expecting to run into rain on the trip home this afternoon, but the meteorologists think the storm system won't arrive in Nashville until tonight. It's supposed to be pretty nasty.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I saw several lawyers I haven't seen since I moved away, and I am becoming used to startled faces on attorneys, though I think I've pestered the poor courthouse staff enough for them to know I'm back. I got an interesting suggestion from one of my friends at the Blount County Clerk and Master's office. Apparently no one in Maryville is doing flat rate divorces. I've never considered doing it, but if you got enough of them it could be worthwhile. I shall contemplate the idea for a few days.
Monday, February 26, 2007
There was a nice treat for me for a lazy Sunday. The Star Trek movie First Contact was on television, and I got to watch the entire movie without interruption, which is incredibly rare for me. Fraz said that the History Channel ran a show on Star Trek Saturday night, and that it had interviews with the cast members from the various series. Hopefully, I'll catch it soon.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
I forget how much being in the woods recharges me. The trail we were walking on follows Abrams Creek for much of the walk, so you can hear the water as you hike along. It's especially pretty in winter, because at points you can look down the gorge at the river and bottomland, which would ordinarily be obscured by foliage in the spring and summer. When we came out of the woods and into the parking lot, a patrol of Boy Scouts were hiking with full packs for an overnighter. We gave them the Boy Scout salute and told them to carry on.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Shortly after I left East Tennessee, someone put two goats out on Mad Goose Island, which was the better campsite of the two islands. (That island had goats on it at some point in the past as well, and locals called it Goat Island because of that.) I'll be curious to see if the goats are still there and to see what they've done to the campsite I worked so hard to create out of the tangle of accursed privet hedge I found there.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
I have a meeting in Knoxville at 10:00 a.m. this morning with my friend Brent from law school, but since it's President's Day I expect no courts will be open. I figure I'll enjoy the holiday this afternoon, though I may attend to some paperwork and/or some legal research I need to do.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
For those of you who do not know any identical twins, they go great lengths to distinguish themselves from one another. Leslie has been a lover of Jimmy Buffett and all things tropical since she was a teenager, so Laura is a lover of snow and mountains and all things cold and wintery.
This fits nicely with my theory that humans never really fully grow up.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
It's about ten minutes from the courthouse and justice center, and about ten minutes from La and fifteen from Les. It's 20-25 minutes from Mom's, so all in all, it's pretty convenient.
Boong has been hanging with Wannie all day, and is climbing all over me, so I'll end this post.
Most people find Lincoln a compelling figure, and I expect that most Americans know more about Lincoln and Washington than any of the other Presidents. Since Lincoln was a lawyer, his career is quite interesting to me, especially back in those olden days.
Lincoln was reknowned as a storyteller, and one of his tales seems appropriate for President's Day weekend. After American independence was achieved, Revolutionary War hero Ethan Allen visited England. While he was there, he endured quite a bit of ribbing as an American. At one point on his trip, the Englishmen that were in his company posted a picture of George Washington prominently in the outhouse so that Allen would see it when he next went there to relieve himself.
When Allen did so and returned to the party, the Englishmen were surprised that Allen did not mention the picture of Washington and asked him if he'd seen it. Allen replied that he had seen it, and that he could think of no more appropriate place in England for it to be displayed because, he said, "Nothing will make an Englishman shit so fast as the sight of General Washington."
Les and Fraz came over with a yummy casserole for supper, and La and Stew came over with Andrew and Grace. Andrew, whom we've all regarded as underprivileged because he's almost eighteen and has had no wheels, drove over in his new (to him) Volvo. He is underprivileged no more.
I think this was Grace's first trip to Mom's house, and she seemed quite content, though we adults were, er, rather conversational last night. Each time Sarah arrives at Mom's house, she reclaims all of her toys that are here (and then strews them about the house). She eventually settled in to playing computer games on Mom's computer, which is much faster than our hamster-powered dial-up service.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
The new Publix was abuzz with activity and free food, though we'd just eaten at the City Limits cafe just down the street. As with all grand openings, the Publix employees will have a story to tell. With the store absolutely full of shoppers, the alarms went off.
It's hard to believe that a year ago the site was woods, and just months ago we were walking around inside the unfinished building. It reminded me of hanging out inside Downtown West in Knoxville before the building was finished, way back when I was in high school at Bearden, though I didn't manage to drink any beer inside the Publix while it was under construction.
Reagan Airport in Washington, DC, is closed due to bad weather.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
The kids eventually took over the television in the living room, so I retreated, as I often do, to the bedroom to watch History Channel. Sarah brought a book in, which I read to her, and Sherry was home around 8:00 p.m. From the smile on her face, I'd say she had a good time.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Sunday, February 11, 2007
I saw this on Glenn Reynold's Instapundit site today.
DON'T BE EVIL -- OR STUPID. OR STUPIDLY EVIL:
Google is a company with a cute name and a cuddly reputation; 30-percent profit margins and a market capitalization of $144 billion; and a freshly inked, sweetheart deal to build a data center in the Caldwell County city of Lenoir.
Google's reputation is one of the keys to its financial success. People trust the company, which uses "Don't be evil" as its unofficial corporate motto, to safeguard their privacy and provide accurate, unbiased information as they search the Web and use its other online services. If Google comes to be seen as just another soulless moneymaking machine, it might lose some of its competitive advantage.
And that's what makes the California company's behavior as it negotiated its Tar Heel deal so hard to understand. Google strong-armed the public partners with which it worked on the incentive package, in ways that would be unseemly even for a company that doesn't publish a lengthy Code of Conduct that says things like, "Being a Googler means holding yourself to the highest possible standard of ethical business conduct. ... When it comes to ethical conduct, we believe in erring on the side of caution."
Except, apparently, when an annualized amount equal to two-tenths of 1 percent of its profits for the trailing 12 months is on the line. . . . But it turns out that there was a lot more to the story. Google leaned hard on North Carolina lawmakers and officials, not just to get the fattest deal possible but to choke off the flow of information along the way.
He said he'd seen a couple of our mutual friends lately. I knew that Brush had been down the mountain to see Gregg, because he told me his truck broke down at Gregg's house last weekend, which was when Brush was going to come to Nashville to see us. Gregg said the truck is still in his driveway.
Gregg has also seen my former roommate, Bill "the Ranger" Bernhardt, a couple of times recently. Bill and a friend have been operating a convenience store in Lenoir for a few years now, and apparently they're about ready to discontinue their operation. I'll have to call him and get the details.
On a final North Carolina note, my friend Rat, in Hickory, and I ship each other a beer every other month. (I haven't brewed in forever, but half the Maryville bar remembers me as a brewer.) Anyway, I shipped Rat a Nashville beer called Dos Perros yesterday, but I haven't sampled one yet. Last time I talked to Rat, he had several home brews in the closet, so I expect I'll get a bottle of homemade beer next month.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
I learned a lot about the restaurant business from my friends who worked there. For instance, the dishwashers, who were known as "scumdivers" got a pitcher of beer for every pitcher of butter they harvested off of diner's plates before sending the plates through the dishwashing line.
We spent most of our time upstairs in the area where they let the kids (and adults) paint and stuff. I broke out Sarah's paints here at the house recently, but I only put out three colors at a time. She was thrilled to have a broader selection of pigments.
Sherry talked the boys out of bowling in favor of a movie. They're going to go see Epic Movie around 3:00 p.m., while I hang out here at the house with the Boong. J&J are going to take their friend, Graham, to the flick and then bring him home to spend the night.
Friday, February 9, 2007
We packed a few boxes before dinner and intend to fill some more before the weekend is over, but I'm done for tonight.
We brought in a bunch of groceries this morning, and I also got a car load of boxes for packing to move. Sherry put a brisket in the crock pot this morning with some seasonings and onion, and she just added some baby carrots. We also threw our cheesy potato casserole together, so we have some good comfort food for dinner and the cold, cold weekend.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Sherry found a couple more houses she wants us to look at this morning, so we're going to do that before we head back to Nashville to pick up Joey and Jake from school this afternoon.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
We're back at Mom's, and Lester is supposed to be here any time now. Sherry's having some downtime back in Wannie's room while Sarah and I are in Mom's home office on her "two 'puters." Sarah's got a Sesame Street game going on Mom's PC, and I'm blogging on Mom's laptop right next to her. Life is good!
Monday, February 5, 2007
We also looked at a small two-bedroom townhouse that was right on the lake in Louisville within what I estimate to be an easy paddling trip to La's by water. We also saw a couple of new condo units that were very nice, but also small, and they cost more money than we want to spend, plus we'd have to rent storage place.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Through the investigative power of the internet, I learned today that the reason some coins have the ridges, or milling, is that in the days when coins were made of more valuable metals, like gold and silver, you could shave a bit off of the edges of a bunch of coins and collect the gold or silver dust. The milling made it obvious if someone was trying to give you coins that were worth less than they appeared to be.
Today, it's just a matter of style, and I'm sure the distinctive feel of the coins helps people identify what they have.
Saturday, February 3, 2007
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and the woods.
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
Only Few Come Along…
In this big goofy world, only few come along,
Who make you feel special and know you belong,
Sometimes life leads us down rocky roads,
Sometimes we must bear these heavy loads,
But having friends that are so special and dear,
Makes those loads lighter and takes away the fear,
Yes, few come along, it’s easy to see,
that you are one of those “special someones” to me.
Your smile lights up a room and your laugh is contagious,
Your beauty goes deep to your soul; and your spirit is outrageous!
Some call them angels that walk this earth,
and maybe it was so upon your birth,
that you would make a difference in people’s worlds
and two of them are your “twin girls.”
Your outlook on life is muse for a song,
yes, my dear friend, only few come along…
Friday, February 2, 2007
J&J spent the afternoon roaming the neighborhood of their friend, Graham. It made me think of being that age and stalking my old neighborhood in West Knoxville during snowy weather. We had access to woods, and a great place where you could sled down a hill and across a pond when it froze hard enough. I remember a particularly nasty snowball fight on that pond. It degenerated into a slushball fight when we broke through a place on the shallow end of the pond, so we could soak snowballs in the cold, scummy water. Kids went home crying.
I have court in Murfreesboro this morning, but with the weather and road conditions being what they are, I'm not sure if it will take place or not.
Thursday, February 1, 2007
For readers who don't know Chris, she made her home in Panama City, and so she entertains us every summer when we visit the Destin area, where my friends, Randy and Dawn also live. Mom and Chris became friends when La and Les and I were just kids. I attended my first rock and roll concert, Peter Frampton, with Chris's son, David, who had an extra ticket. I also remember that they had a trampoline in their backyard, which was rare in those days.
We have a ceramic sign Chris gave us when we visited Florida a few years ago. It reads, "We will drink no wine before it's time. It's time." It's hung at our kitchen sink ever since.
Mom said there was no snow at her house in Knoxville, and I've just checked the Look Rock and Purchase Knob webcams in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park and the Pisgah National Forest webcam. I couldn't see any snow from Look Rock, and very little up at Pisgah. Purchase Knob got the most, and it wasn't much.
Sherry and the boys have left for work and school, and Sarah and I are hanging out.
So far, Davidson County schools have not closed, and it's 34 degrees by the thermometer outside our kitchen window. The NBC affiliate here is still calling for snow, and so is weather.com. We'll see how it plays out.