greatbear: (forearms)
The last several days have been interesting, productive, fun and relaxing. Jeff had accumulated some time off from working extra days, and he bundled them around this particular weekend. All together, he's off from Thursday through Tuesday, and our dance card had already been pretty much filled. On Thursday, we headed down to wild, wonderful West Virginia and the town of Cass to ride the restored rail line, once part of a lumber operation and now a scenic railroad. The three of us boarded the train, the beautifully restored Shay steam locomotive chugged to life and we were on a relaxing excursion through the woods and hills of the area. Scenic is definitely the best way to describe the 11-mile journey as the stout locomotive pushed the cars to over 5000ft in elevation in 11 miles. I will most likely post more about this, as I collect the pics and video. Stupid me, I had forgotten to load a fresh SD card into the camera, and I'm still unaccustomed to how fast the memory gets eaten up taking full HD video. I ran out of space halfway into the trip and had to use my cell phone for the rest of the day. We had a great time, despite the 4+ hour ride to and from the area (neither one of use had to drive). We might do this again in the fall when the leaves change, the colors would be beyond breathtaking. I bought some art as souvenirs, there are quite a few unique items made locally by hand, a refreshing change from finding touristy trinkets crafted from Chinesium in such places. The lady who rung up my one purchase was also the maker. Definitely a friendly place on the "must return to" list.

Friday we spent clearing out the rest of the vegetable garden for planting as well as doing other yard work. I also did some upgrades to the truck as prep for next month's PTown trip. We picked up various soil enhancements and I fired up the big Troy-Bilt and tilled the area into a respectable spot and Jeff planted two varieties of sweet corn in that last quadrant of the garden. Jeff was so happy to finally get this done as well. Now we just have to figure a way of preventing damage from the stink bugs and other vermin that have been problems in the past. More research is needed, and I want to minimize the use of chemicals.

We took both pooches to the groomer in Saturday morning, old hat for Kodi but a first for Snickles. While the dogs were away, we continued with the yard stuff a bit and did other things which included a nice lunch devoid of begging dogs. When the call came from the groomer, we picked up our freshly washed pups and brought them home. We cleaned up after a while and headed to the Merriweather Post Pavilion to see the Zac Brown band perform.

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These guys can rock, despite their country leanings. A band for pogonophiles everywhere, they played a tight set and kept everyone on their feet. I was blown away by their cover of Metallica's "Enter Sandman," especially with the lead guitar solo being played to the hilt on the fiddle! We both had an awesome time at the show despite the outrageous prices for food and refreshments. There's not much escaping that folly these days, however.

Sunday Jeff took Kodi with him to Pennsyltucky while I kept Da Snick home with me. While he tended to family business as well as getting the trailer cleaned up and ready for the trip, I worked in the garage on various overdue projects. As is usually the case in The Garage of Mayhem, a simple project took a curvy left turn and became something different. The vegetable garden is surrounded with a 4+ foot wire fence to keep the critters out, and there are four "gate" to get in and out. The "main" entrance has an arbor with a double swinging gate, the other three sides have an opening in the fence to get equipment in and out which has a section of the fence wire loosely hung into the openings. The two side openings are about 4 feet wide, the back one is a bit shy of seven feet wide in order to get the tractor and other stuff though. Hanging the wire fencing by itself was never a permanent solution, especially since we have a big, fat, nearly invincible groundhog that likes to work his way under the loose fencing and get at our goodies. We've both shot at him several times and missed. Time had finally come to make use of the rebar I had picked up earlier to make a frame to attach the loose wire to and make the garden groundhog- (and many other critter-) proof. All I wanted originally was to make a simple rectangular frame by cutting and welding the rebar together, attaching a panel of wire fencing, then placing this on the ground against the openings in the fence. Well, the simple rectangular frame looked rather plain, and given the size of it (80 inches wide, 60 inches high) and its location opposite the main entrance, I decided to make it somewhat of an art piece instead. Here is what I came up with, before the wire fencing is attached.

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The fencing will cover the lower 48 inches, with the uppermost divided rectangular area left open. Rather than being hinged, the gate has a pair of spikes that go into the ground and it gets held in place by a couple of clamps. It only gets removed to take equipment in and out of the garden and to deal with weeds. No reason why something utilitarian can't also be attractive at the same time. I have yet to make the smaller side gate frames, those will be simpler, just a square with a crisscrossing reinforcement, and perhaps a rectangular upper panel to match the big gate. I need to extend the fence posts to about seven feet tall, and attach a course or two of wire to keep the deer from jumping in and out. The deer are the worst garden destroyers here at Mayhem Acres, and they keep multiplying. Until it was cleaned out, the southwest quadrant (the bare ground in the photo) had branches and brush piled in it from last fall, and that had gotten overgrown with weeds as we neglected it and worked the other three areas. This had become home to a tiny fawn as Jeff discovered while cleaning. The fawn got trapped in the fence until our dogs began barking and chasing it. Jeff was so close to having another pet.

Jeff will be in PA with dad for another couple days. In that time I have some mods to do on the truck, fluid changes to do, plus cleaning it up. The Stratus will get a couple more suspension parts (lower control arms w/integral ball joints plus front swaybar links) to satisfy my worry that they, like the tie rod ends, might be close to failing. The replacements will have grease fittings and can receive regular maintenance, giving me some peace of mind.
greatbear: (mad rushin')
Last night was a chance at something different here at Mayhem Acres, especially for Jeff. He had tix to see Dream Theater in DC, playing at the Warner Theater. Jeff got home and napped a bit, we had a quick dinner and then headed into DC. After cussing the usual DC traffic lights and cabbies, a trip around the Obama's place, I popped into the parking garage, found the perfect Mini Cooper-sized parking spot no one else could use (the Smart ForTwo nearby was hogging a full-sized spot all to himself) and we headed in. From leaving the house to getting our butts into the seats we experienced probably the most hassle-free trip to see a show in, like, forever.

One has to consider that I had snatched Jeff from rural Pennsylvania almost 11 years ago, a shy, country music-loving, Republican-raised and exceedingly polite country boy, and I have, well, been corrupting him ever since. Now, I know what Jeff is most likely to enjoy outside of his usual tastes, and, truth be told, he's a little bit more rock-n-roll than he will let on at times. He likes Rush a lot, gets into a lot of the prog and metal stuff that wafts around these parts, and most of the Dream Theater stuff he's listened to he really liked. The only fly in this particular ointment was the opening act, a thrash outfit called "Trivium." Now, don't get me wrong, I loves me all kinds of metal, but the stuff that consists mostly of pissed-off Cookie Monster growling and blast beats does not rank that high. Jeff, on the other hand is like, "what are you getting me into here?" Anyway, the band got on stage, and once they got into their schtick, the two of us were laughing our asses off. I was showing Jeff how to make Dio Fingers and when to present them. We made it through the headbanger session and enjoyed Dream Theater, complete with their new drummer, Mike Mangini. Sadly, we cut out a little early to beat traffic because Jeff was spent from being on his feet since 4am and would have to repeat the same the next morning. A quick scoot home where I poured him into bed ended our diversion for the month. It would have been easier if the show was not running so late. I guess we are both getting old.

One thing for sure, I need to take in more metal concerts. My tinnitis, an often annoying condition that spoils my enjoyment of music (and sound in general) get not only blasted away, but in the peace and quit of Mayhem after Midnight, I could hear so many tiny sounds around the house normally masked by the racket. Completely counter-intuitive. I guess it's the same as taking an old musclecar out of the garage and blowing the carbon out while having some fun.

We can rack up the Warner Theater as another good venue to see various shows. Small place, classical theater architecture, wonderful staff. Tomorrow they play host to Weird Al Yankovic. There's someone that's probably a blast to see live.
greatbear: (fuzzy)
Well, I was supposed to be up in Pennsylvania right now at the Sugarland concert, but that was canceled. Apparently the singer fell ill and the show was called off. We found information to obtain refunds for the tickets, hopefully that goes off without a hitch. It's a shame, I was looking forward to the show, we were also bringing Jeff's Mom and Dad along with us. Since the weather turned to suck and my ankle in complete pain, we skipped the trip to PA and the state fair (where Sugarland was performing) and will instead take care of things here at home.

I blew up at FedEx today for once again failing to leave a package due to "Customer not available or business closed". This is bullshit, because someone was home all day, and both of us were eating dinner at the time of the supposed delivery attempt. No door tag or anything was left, so it was more a case of the driver wanting to get back home early.

I'm looking forward to the presidential debates tonight, as long as they dont get canceled at the last minute. I have a feeling the debate will consist of nothing but pre-rehearsed, softball questions and topics.

In a political vein, I present to you an elite view of the political process in action, showing highly regarded individuals voicing their opinions in the candidates and issues:



(Tip o' the trucker hat to Joe.My.God.)

One word: Boomhauer.
greatbear: (jeff and me)
This was a rather productive weekend. It was a rather grumpy, albeit short, week at work, and I was cranky about it come Friday evening. I swear I am not going to be making any friends out of upper management these coming weeks. But enough of that for now.

Saturday we took down the remaining Xmas decorations and bid farewell to our tree. It became the perfect time to tear into the living room, shampoo the carpeting and do some much needed cleaning. It looks so much better now, and it's less of an embarrassment if company shows up.

Today was too good of a day to waste inside. After all, it's January, and what better to do than to wash cars and trucks wearing t-shirts and jeans. Since the weather has become much more of a rollercoaster than it has been in the past, it's best to take advantage of what Ma Nature's schizoid personality throws at us.

After a nice dinner, we cleaned up and relaxed a bit before heading out this evening. In what has apparently become tradition around here. we once again took in our nice, if somewhat belated holiday concert with the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. It was a crowded house at Baltimore's 1st Mariner Arena, and the crew did not disappoint. While not as spot-on as the last couple shows, they still rocked the house. It fascinates me that the demographics of these shows seems completely random. From goth kids to grandmas needing canes to get around and everything in between, everyone enjoyed the show. And this time, I remembered to smuggle in my camera.



I used my new Pentax W-30 for the first time in such a setting. It's okay I guess. The focusing takes forever, and, frankly, it kinda sucks. I took a couple movies with the thing which are not bad, considering. However, it takes them in that dreadful Quicktime format that wont let me do much with it except resort to that awful Quicktime software. Yes, I am editorializing here, I have always detested the format and it's attending software.

The light show/pyrotechnics evolves and expands each year. A good bit of the audience by their show of hands are newcomers to their live show. They were all blown away. As were we. It never gets old.

This week I gotta catch up on stuff. I am finally making some headway. I think.

TSO redux

Dec. 30th, 2006 09:47 pm
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Today, Jeff and I went down to DC to see, that else, but the Trans-Siberian Orchestra once again. This time, rather than being in the nosebleed seats as we were a few weeks ago, we were four rows from the very front, just a bit to the left. While the November show was spectacular in it's own right, being this close to this type of show made it better.

By an order of magnitude.

And I forgot to smuggle in my goddam camera. X-(

Ah, well. Suffice it to say, you could see the energy, the fact that they enjoy what they all do. There was a minor snafu as Chris Caffrey's guitar was not getting through for the first couple songs, and he was a bit frustrated to say the least (we could hear him apologize to us and see him make faces), but after it was all ironed out, he came back with a vengeance. During the spectacular encore of "Christmas Eve Sarajevo", he presented his guitar (which was signed by the band) to a lucky girl in the audience not for from where we were sitting. After this evening's show, that's it for the season for 'em. Will I go again next year? Most likely. As should you.

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