Back in August I did some filming at the CVRTC open house. I’m very happy with the results but neglected to post them here before now.
Long day. New bed.
The ceiling fan purrs quietly. The dog snores at my feet. The MacBook warms my lap as the Moon Beam ticks softly next to me. For the first time in ages, I am all caught up.
The bills are paid, the invoices are mailed, the laundry is drying. Bags are packed, equipment is loaded for the coming weekend, and I get to sleep a little bit later in the morning thanks to a fire academy class.
I’m sure I’ve forgotten something, but it won’t matter in the end. I’m off to read a book.
It’s National Blog Posting Month again! I make no guarantees. If your have followed the blog for a long time, you know that I often undertake challenges and leave them unfinished.
Last year I kicked off #NaBloPoMo with a shot of the VW bus. This year Beth decided to make it spooky and hand out Halloween candy. (Note the ‘free candy’ sign.)
I’m trying again this year. Less Twitter, less Instagram, less FB, more NfMH for November! Wish me luck.
I buried another old friend today. Middle age has been hard lately. Perhaps I’ll write more of a eulogy later. I waded through my photo library tonight looking for a good picture of him without result. I’m 16,053 images into a 39,000+ photo library, and all I can find are group shots. I did find this, however:
Almost exactly 8 years ago, during a rough professional time for me, 6 year old Kiddo spotted this dragon in a store and insisted that I needed him. Not her, not Mrs Mack505. Me.
She was right. He sits on my dresser to this day and watches over me. He reminds me that things will be OK in the end.
It’s time for me to call it a day. I still have 23,297 images to sort through tomorrow. 🙂
High Line in the rain, 6/2018
Agfa folder/Ektar/Old School Photolab
I started riding in the Distinguished Gentleman’s Ride three years ago simply as a lark. It was a chance to hang with cool people and oggle their bikes, while nominally doing something useful. It’s not that different from the origin story of the DGR itself. But this year something has changed. In the past 2 years I’ve lost friends both to cancer and suicide. This needs to stop. Please consider sponsoring me here. All funds go to the Movember Foundation to pay for male-specific cancer research and mental health support. If not the DGR, please consider giving where you think it will help. Talk to the people aorund you. Don’t let depression and suicide sneak up on you. Be there for your friends and coworkers. And for my Brothers in the fire service, WASH YOUR DAMN TURNOUT GEAR.
The WordPress app is back!
I had planned to blog much more, but then something in the backend of the blog “upgraded” itself and the WordPress app stopped talking to it.
Tech support suggested a few things; none of them worked.
After a few more mandatory upgrade cycles I’m back!
Now where to begin?
I’d just like to note that for the first time in (forever), my How to Hack. . . post from 2009 has fallen out of the number one spot on this blog. Maybe the early-2000’s GM crowd has finally given up and installed Bluetooth.
I am also no longer on the first 5 pages of Google results for “notes on wasting time.”
I’m off to have fun with Kiddo while slowly sinking into internet obscurity. #winning
It’s been a crazy summer despite our best efforts to keep the schedule in check. Beth’s school ran almost two weeks late because of weather, and her new one starts a week earlier that the old one. This means the summer was three weeks shorter than usual.
The regular horse show schedule hasn’t let up.
Three weeks ago we lost a cat unexpectedly, followed by an uncle equally unexpectedly. This week one of the horses became suddenly, life-threateningly ill.
I’ve been neglecting the blog. I still haven’t written about my awesome new car.
Life goes on. We are adapting to the loss of Clara. We’ve scheduled flights, hotels, and vacation time for a funeral halfway across the county. The horse is recovering well.
I’ve still found some time to play with friends. Last weekend was steaming at Mike Wells’ Alton, Beverly & Western Railway. Enjoy!