Classic Mountain Weekend

 This weekend, i went up to the mountains with a group of people, and we had a great time. We did classic mountain activities?, including hiking, and shooting. The hiking was mostly on a uphill valley, where there was a waterfall at the end. The hike continued past the waterfall, with a steep climb around the falls with a rope at the top. However, since there weren't many volunteers to continue onward, this is where the hike ended its uphill journey. On the way down, we met another part of our group, and decided to head back up again for a second time. More exercise! Ack!

When Coffee Makers Go Bad...

When Coffee Makers Go Bad...

Balm Outage

Due to a router failure at our hosting company, the balm went down for several hours today. Email did not get through.The directors of the firm hired to continue the hosting after the other people had been sacked, wish it to be known that they have just been sacked. The hosting has been completed in an entirely different style at great expense and at the last minute.

Domo Arigato Bonsai

Sunday afternoon, my restless roommates decided that they needed to go do something. We settled on the beach, and enjoyed the convertible on the way to Zuma beach. After tossing the frisbee around for a while, and enjoying running from the surf, we headed back, and on the way home, we stopped at a van with a bunch of Bansai trees on racks on the outer sides of it. So one of my roommates and I each bought a tree.

Meow!

Saw Phil Keaggy last night. It was a stellar show. He played, and sang a duet or two with Larry Norman, who happened to be in the audience. They spontanoeusly combusted into "We are Siamese if you please." Amazing! Phil's pedal for his jamman double tapped once, and started a very short loop that was akin to a drum machine doing mach 5. He doubled forward, threw his arms forward and started furiously dancing around on his tippy toes as if it was German Techno or something. It was soooooo coool.

biplane on your trunk

So I was driving down to Loma Linda last weekend, to hang out with one of my medical doctor type friends. And the traffic was the worst. Usually it takes a little over an hour to get there, but this time, I left at 3:30pm and arrived after 6:30pm. Which is pretty mesed up. But on the road I saw ever scarier things. Like this: I don't understand how the biplane affixed to the aft of this front wheel drive VW Jetta benefits its performance? I think this one defies the rules of physics.

New Used Car

So, I traded my blue truck in. And the deal of the moment ended me up with the cliche mid-life crisis car. No, I don't have Dewey Bertolini's wheels, but instead I have a nearly new 1999 Ford Mustang. I guess it is convertible also. It was apparentyl a repossession, and has a few dents, but they're rather smallish. It seemes to be taken care of nicely, and the truck housed what once must of been the mother of all stereos. There is a monster™ cable that runs directly into the battery that has a diameter of 3/4". Yes that's right, there is a big red cable and a galactic sized fuse that is hooked directly into the battery.