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Book: Aylesbury in Old Picture Postcards

imageAuthor: Ralph May
Started: 2 Jul 2006
Finished: 5 Jul 2006
108p / 4d
27 p/d

This is one of two volumes. I’ll get to the next one before too long I imagine. I picked them up in Aylesbury during my 2002 Q1 Random Vacation. It is basically a book full of pictures of old postcards… as the title would imply. Each one captioned with a bit of history about what is shown, when it was, what has changed since then.

I actually find this sort of stuff facinating. So I was very interested. Plus of course, it was about a place I had been for my random trip. So it brought up good memories of the place. I recognized many places on the postcards even though they had often changed quite a bit.

I just read a little at a time, otherwise this would have been a one day book. It was mostly pictures after all.

Home With Bird

Seattle to Atlanta

That is Seattle from the air. But I am now in At-lahn-ta waiting for my flight to Melbourne.

I got some sleep, but I am still tired. So I used the last of a Starbucks card Brandy gave me months ago and I am now caffinating myself.

Heading Home

I’m in the shuttle heading for the airport. Heading home to see Brandy and Amy for the first time in months. I miss them so much. It will be so good to be together again.

But then it will be time to say goodbye to the house, which will make me very sad.

But for now… heading home!!!

Down Down

Over the holiday we dropped the price on the house again.

When we first priced it we priced it several percent less on a cost per square foot basis than the last few houses in the area that had sold, which was also below the going rate for houses on the market at that time. We still got very limited foot traffic. One or two showings a week.

After a month we dropped the price 10K. It took a week or so, but then we saw a significant increase in traffic. Up to about five or six people looking at the place every week. But no offers.

So now that it has been another month we drop it another 10K. Yes, we could leave it where it is and just presume the right person will eventually come along, but we just can’t afford to wait month after month for a sale, so… drop the price.

Hopefully we’re getting close to the pricepoint where we will get an offer sooner rather than later. Next week the moving trucks will come and all of our stuff will be gone, and WE will be gone. We need to then close that chapter of our lives quickly, not drag it out all summer.

Of course, we are not alone. It isn’t like everything else on the market is selling and we are not. The market is just very very very slow. And prices are dropping. Which sucks. But that’s the way it is. We’re still in the overall profit zone though. So as long as it sells soon, I can’t complain too much.

Donald Paul Hurlburt

imageThis would be my mother’s mother’s father. I have a nice picture of him. :-)

Other than that, born in Vermont. Lived a while in Maine. Married twice. No kids with the first wife. Two with the second. One of which was my (Great) Uncle Rod, and the other of which was my Grandmother. He was a minister in the United Church of Christ. Although it didn’t become the UCC until right before his death. I believe the branch he came from was the Congregational part of the UCC and he probably would have identified more closely with that.

And that is about all I know.

Book: 1st To Die

imageAuthor: James Patterson
Started: 1 Jul 2006
Finished: 2 Jul 2006
471p / 2d
236 p/d

Well, OK, I whizzed through this one kinda fast didn’t I?

First let me explain why this book is the book I read. You see, as I’ve explained before, I don’t have my whole book pile from home here. And some non-fiction books that were for work skipped ahead in line, cause they were for work and all. So I finished the non-fiction book I was reading and needed a fiction. But the next fiction in the pile had a higher number than the next non-fiction in line, and I can’t read them out of order. So I needed a fiction that did not have a number. The next fiction in the pile I had HERE that did not have a number was James Patterson’s The 5th Horseman. See, Brandy had left that here last time she visited, so it became part of my pile. But that was the 5th in the series, and you can’t start at #5, that would be wrong. So I ordered the first one and that is what became next on the list.

So… the book itself. First of all the speed is deceptive. Yes, I did 236 pages a day, which seems really high for me. But this book is printed with a big font and large margins on the pages, and is written in short uncomplicated sentences. Each chapter is only a couple of pages. It is designed to be a quick read that doesn’t require all that much thought or analysis. It just sweeps over you. It is much more like watching TV than reading really.

But, having said that, it is exactly what it is supposed to be. A quick fun read. Well, aside from the grizzly murders. But hey, that is part of the genre. It is supposed to be about four women in their little murder solving club, but three of the four really were supporting characters. It was about the first of them. Maybe that changes in the next four books in this series. Dunno.

In any case, I’ll enjoyed it. As with any book in a series I read, the next book in the series has already been ordered. And of course #5 is still in the pile, so I’ll eventually have to read the ones in between to get to it. That is just how it works.

Scruffy Sam

image

This is the longest I’ve let it go in many many years. And not cause I’ve been trying, just cause I’ve been crazy lazy. It itches. And with it I am looking a bit too much like my dad. So it will probably go away quite soon.

But I will take votes in the comments here.

Should I shave before going to work on Wednesday? Or should I let it go longer?

All votes left as comments here up until I stop into the shower Wednesday will be accepted.

Wiped Address Book

So I was chugging along doing things when all of a sudden i noticed iChat was showing screen names instead of people’s real names. I’m like WTF and go to find the setting that controls that. I can’t find it right away, so I hit the info thing on one of the people who was online. And their info card comes up blank instead of their screen name. They had somehow gotten disassociated with the Address Book. So I open Address Book. And it is COMPLETELY EMPTY. Thousands of address cards I had for pretty much anybody I’ve had any contact with since 1996, gone.

I close iChat and Address Book and open them back up. iChat makes me tell it who I am all over again. Address book is still blank. (I have later determined that I should NOT have tried restarting either of these and it caused more damage.)

Long story short, I freaked out and panicked for 10-15 minutes, then found a backup from February 13th. (It looks like it was made around the time I switched to Cronus.) If I hadn’t restarted Address Book, I am fairly convinced there would have been a backup file available from the last time I changed an address, which was actually only hours earlier. Cause there was a “Previous” data file that apparently gets refreshed every time you make a change of any sort. (And when I told iChat who I was again it made me a new entry in the new blank address book and so made a new previous, wiping out the previous previous, which probably had my whole address book.)

Anyway, I took the February 13th address book, then went through my mail archive from February to the present and with a few select all actions added back in every new person (or random email address) who had sent me anything in those months. That’ll get me names and email addresses. Unfortunately anything I put in with phone numbers or physical addresses or notes about which email addresses were work, home, etc would not be recreated that way, and I know I have done at least some of that. But I think I will be close.

I have no clue. Not the slightest notion, why the Address book suddenly decided to empty itself.

And it scares the hell out of me. I have not been doing automated nightly backups since I got Cronus, because Cronus is now bigger than the external drive I had used for that purchase. To start that again I need an External 500 Gb drive (or larger) and that just hasn’t been in the budget these past few months. I have essentially been crossing my fingers and trusting that nothing will go wrong with a computer that is only a few months old.

But this goes to show you really do never know when something bad might happen. If not a hard drive failure, then even some obscure human error. (Maybe I accidentally did a select all delete on my address book? Don’t think so, but that kind of thing DOES happen…) Or some bizarre software glitch. Or whatever.

As this is I am very very freaked out. I was able to restore most of the data, but there is a definite gap. Things that were lost and I can not recreate. But nothing I feel too super critical about.

But had this been my email archive or my Quicken records (all my financial data since July 1995) or my archive of photographs, or a few other things, then I would have been completely non-functional. To say I would be bawling and in tears would be an understatement. It would make my reaction during the great email meltdown of 2004 seem like nothing at all had happened.

I need to get regular daily backups going on this machine again very very fast. Like within the next few days. I am running without a net right now, and that just is not cool. We may be low on cash right now, but I need to figure out how to do this ASAP.

Mary Evelyn VanTilburgh

imageThis is my mother’s father’s mother. The picture is from the 5th VanTilburgh family reunion. They’ve happened every year since 1909. It is for all the descendants of Mary’s parents. Which would of course include me. I vaguely remember going once the year I lived with my mom in Indiana. Maybe I’ll go again some day.

Back to Mary though. She apparently always went to those reunions. My mom’s father was the first of her three sons. She traveled with her husband David Clement Brandon from Ohio to Arkansas and back to Ohio.

For more, what little I have, click the picture.