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Leaping into the 1990's -- Friday, June 29th
'Cause when you really have to get there...
Two vehicles in a row where I didn't drive my previous veicle into the ground/have a major car-driving-ending-experience-thus-causing-a-frenzied-replacing-car-buying-experience.So with much further ado, here's the breakdown--Used Vehicle Transfer Sheets--
$20.00 Safety on vehicle--$66.12 Emmissions Check--$37.45 Licencing/MTO Standard Fees--$107.85 First fill-up--42 dollars ![]() Priceless Yep, it's true! We are the proud owners of a Honda.For those of you unfamiliar with the history of Dave and Hondas, I'll bring you up to speed--My cousin Jim gave me my first car--it was a 1979 Honda Civic. Drove it for about 3 weeks before I wrote it off in a single vehicle accident involving a country road and a deep ditch.My second car--one in which my mom purchased for me--a 1983 Honda Accord 4 door sedan. This was a fantastic car and I drove it for a few years before someone smashed into it.The 1986 Honda Prelude came next--over 10 years for that car--it was a beautiful little car that I drove *everywhere* in--even up to Sault Ste Marie ('cause of friends up there in the north country).Eventually, however, the '86 prelude--which acculmulated well over 300,000 kms on it, was costing too much money to repair. And when the radiator, muffler--and a few other 'needs to be replaced' things totalling over 1800 dollars--went on it, I got my mechanic to find me a cheap ride.Thus entered the non Honda in the story--one 1985 Buick Skyhawk. Never happy with it but it was a relaible vehicle.Thank goodness my friend Rick sold me his 1988 Dodge Dakota pickup truck for 500 bones pretty soon after that. The Mighty Dodge (tm) has lasted well over 9 years with us, and we still haven't parted with it. But now enters the new (to us) Honda.The Honda comes from my uncle George--he bought it in 1991 right off the dealership, so it's only had the one driver before me.I'm pretty happy about it
I said I wasn't going to do it... -- Wednesday, June 27th
I was adamant!!
But hey, going with the flow...Yep, world! You can now find me on 'facebook'Dave's Facebook ProfileSo do what facebookers do--add me to your profiles!
K, I got a little misty at the end of this one... -- Thursday, June 21st
Yeah, it's a thing about Star Trek....
So I'm (again) reading one of my favourite blogs--Wil Wheaton dot Net--and he's been mentioning his speech for the 'Gene Roddenberry's induction into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame'.(K, for me--why did it take this long to get GR into the SF Hall fo Fame? Unless this was the first year for inductees, 'cause, out of the history of SF, there's HG Wells and then there's Roddenberry--know what I mean?)Anyway, on his blog he had this to say--
When I talked to my mom on Sunday morning, she asked me how the Hall of Fame induction went. So I went over to his 'Geek in Review'--yet another on-line writing of Wil's (he certainly writes lots...) and I, along with Wil's parents and the rest of the reading audience, got to experience it--live (well, as live as the medium of text can make something live).I liked how he lead us into his speech, and how he touched what I consider to be the 'high points' of appreciating science fiction--"Good," I said. "It was better than I could have hoped." "Will you write about it, so your dad and I can experience what it was like to be there?" I smiled. I love it that she asked me to do that. "There are countless examples here of the real power that science fiction has to address current events in a way that's safe and acceptable for most audiences, while speaking very seriously about them to those who look beyond the spaceships and rayguns to the ideas behind the stories. Whether it was written one hundred years ago or just published last month, science fiction can give us warnings about the future, hope for the future, or just blissful escape into the future, visiting fantastic worlds that are light-years away – and as close as our bookshelves and televisions And then he went into what Gene, thru Star Trek, inspired--Gene's legacy is also tangible in our world: our cell phones look an awful lot like the original communicators, our Bluetooth headsets work like the Next Generation communicators – though they don't look nearly as cool and go in the wrong place, but there's still time to get it right – and our PDAs are like those little PADD props we used to hide complicated technobabble crib notes on. Engineers, inspired by Scotty or Geordi, find ways of solving problems that no one thought possible – ahead of schedule and under budget. The list of significant achievements inspired by Star Trek – including the MRI – are so long, they've been the subject of enough film documentaries, critical articles, and mass-market books to fill a shelf. And the work continues. But then he got nasty by evoking the emotional thing--When the film ended, I stood at the podium again. "I am incredibly proud to be part of Gene's legacy, and I am incredibly honored to present this award to his son, and my friend, Eugene Roddenberry." I knew where Wil was going ('cause I've perused his blogs in the past and know that Gene gave Will the bars many years ago on the set ot TNG) and my eyes were already getting misty.Wil's writings just pull me in--absolutely fantastic.Rod stood. The audience applauded as he walked to the stage and stood next to me. I reached out to shake his hand, and he pulled me in for a hug – just like his dad always did. "Now that I have you on stage," I said, "I have something personal I'd like to add to this celebration tonight." Rod looked puzzled, just as I'd planned it. I turned back to my notes and addressed the audience. "When Wesley was field-promoted to a real ensign at the end of season 3, Gene wanted to commemorate the occasion." My voice grew thick with emotion, and I swallowed to steady myself. "He came to the bridge set one afternoon, gathered the cast and crew together, kicked out the set photographer, and shut down production for a few minutes to present me with the bars he'd received when he was field-promoted to ensign in the real military." I reached into my pocket, and removed a small, simple, gray box. Inside were two small brass bars, slightly tarnished with age, affixed to the same narrow strip of thin white cardboard they were on when Gene gave them to me so many years ago. Well, I can't say anything else.
I looked at Rod. Tears welled up in both of our eyes. "To commemorate this occasion, therefore, I would like to present Eugene Roddenberry with his father's ensign's bars, because he has done more to earn these bars than I ever could have. More than anyone else today, he continues to honor the legacy his father created, and I know that Gene would want him to have them." "You don't have to do this," Rod said. "I know," I said. I opened the box and put it into his hand, just as Gene had done for me on stage eight so long ago. I had honored Gene with my words, and it was time for Rod to do what he has done so well: honor Gene not only with what he does, but (and most importantly) how he does it. I left the stage.
We have a winner!!! -- Wednesday, June 20th
In the 'Hey! What happened to my kitchen?' dept....
Sandy and I have been contemplating the idea of redoing our existing kitchen. Long-time readers of our little site may recall that we gave our kitchen a quick paint-job and a few touch-ups last year.Well, we're talking about something quite significantly bigger. It won't happen soon--probably not until 2008, but we're ruminating on the idea--pulling in various plans and suggestions from all around.So with much further ado, here's where we stand--Our existing main floor plan:
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And Done... -- Sunday, June 17th
Our New Deck Our Old Deck Lumber Substructure Completed Substructure Me actually working A few 45's First 4 rows done All boards screwed down No Patio Lanterns--Kim would be displeased Deck Trim All-in-one Screw Jig and spacer Placing the jig Always looking for bubbles I am Slope down and away from the building Not the best at demonstrating parallel lines Got Gas? Obstacles in our way... The 4th plank in--first full plank after the step Great Horny Toads!!!
Evening Two has come to a close... -- Saturday, June 16th
Back at it So far, so good
Just when I was getting happy with politics... -- Friday, June 15th
Jennifer steps down!
Yep--our local MPP, Jennifer Mossop, is stepping down from politics. Bountrogianni, Mossop quittingWill she go back to television?? Dunno, but I'll let you know this--I'll miss her. She'd be the only reason why I'd vote for a person in our riding.Eh, now we'll get some person who is totally 'party focused', instead of Hamilton-Wentworth focused, (no matter which candidate) and that'll be it.I've been thinking a long time about getting my name on a ballot somewheres. The biggest drawback--I couldn't give a rodents heinie about any of our Canadian parties at this point in our history of politics--I'd have to run as an independant, and, as it stands, the independants can do squat in our system of government.I'll tell you what would happen should I run and win a seat with any political party--I don't care what the 'standing' rules are--I'm voting my conscience on any bill, and screw the party line. Seriously--I got voted in *by* the people in my area--they expect me to vote for *them*--not vote for what my party wants.And no promises leading up to the election, either--if I can't do it, I'm not promising it.Eh, this is sounding like a political campaign already, so I'll stop now.We'll miss you, Jennifer. All the best in all your endeavours.
Hey! We're building a deck! -- Friday, June 15th
Not gonna post pictures at this time...
Either too tired or too lazy at this time to put pictures into the blog here (prob'ly a li'l of both), but go have a boo yourself--Backyard DeckSandy and I didn't mind the concrete sidewalk slab deck that we fixed up a few years back, but we had a better idea--a noce, wooden deck!With that in mind (and a quick triop to the Despot), we started it last night.Even with the constant stream of visitors and such, we managed to get alot done.Now there's an old adage--'Measure twice, cut once!' I'm a firm believer in that. However, another adage that should have been around when I needed it was 'Don't assume anything!'. I assumed that putting the joists 16 inches on center starting from the left would just line up the header plate below the sliding door. Unfortunately, not so much--it was an inch off. Thankfully we're using screws instead of nails, and a few minutes later, all joists were shifted over by a few inches, and Bob's your uncle (or cousin or brother...)Tonite we finish the joist structure and maybe have enough time to get some of the planking on, and then a full day on Saturday and we should be good to go for our Papa's day BBQ on Sunday!We'll get pics up when it's all done, and maybe I'll find the energy to post 'em in a blog
I'm tired... -- Monday, June 11th
Tired of putting up with bad drivers...
I'm just tired of it!Tired of waiting to turn left whilst opposing traffic continues thru the intersection, even though the light has *already* turned red.Tired of being in the right lane 'cause I know my turn's coming up in a few feet, and others in the left lane think they can scoot past me and duck in at the last minute to make the same right hand turn.Tired of seeing people use the off- and on-ramps (and sometimes the shoulders) as passing lanes.Tired of people thinking that turning right on a red light means you don't even need to slow down, yet alone stop.Tired of punk kids in after-market intensive cars who think that the sign that states 60 km/hr is the *mimimum* they should do on the roads in our neighbourhoods.And lane changes? What's a blinker?? Yeah, the drifting across 3 lanes of traffic with no signals really impresses me on most days.I'm just tired of it.I'm tired of taking my life into my hands every single day on our highway system--in the past 2 weeks, I've had to pass 5 severe accidents--some of which lives were lost. Yet the very next moment, jackasses in their vehicles--seeing a very narrow opening between semis--will use the opening to scoot past slower traffic. Didn't you just see the ambulances and the wrecked SUV there on the side of the road?? I'm sorry, but right now, if I had any authority whatsoever, I'd so bring back photo radar and mount the cameras on every bridge/overhead sign/post and start the onslaught of tickets to the traffic violating jackasses.You want to treat the road/highway systems like your personal playground?? Well then, you're going to pay for it.If you don't want to pay--SLOW DOWN and obey the traffic laws!
Just words... -- Friday, June 8th
And society
I've always held the belief that 'just words' don't hurt people. It's the old 'sticks 'n stones' rhymn we all learned growing up.That said, there are certain words that are appropriate for certain situations--but not for all situations.For example, the words you would use and the manner in which you use them at a monster truck rally might not be the same as if, say, you're at a formal dinner with your boss.So that's the context to which I come at this particular issue.For myself, my choice of words remains relatively constant, no matter what situation I find myself in. In that way, I don't have to worry about switching between 'appropriate for formal dinners' and 'appropriate for hanging out at the speedway'--but I digress...To bring it to the point--here we are, walking around the neighbourhood, when we hear 'Oh ^*%$' (insert expletive here) multiple times. The '^*%$' was switched between a few really good four letter words, to be sure, but they were 'profane' words.Anyway, in our usual travels thru life, we will most definitely hear such words and, for us, it's usually 'water off a ducks back'--we tend to ignore 'em.However, when one happens across a 4 year old playing in her driveway, throwing a ball at one of those little plastic basketball nets, and swearing everytime she misses--well, her parents must be so proud.And we're not talking 'under her breath' or anything--it's like "Oh ^*%$!!" when she missed and had to go running after the basketball.Maybe it's the issue of a 4 year old girl that uses language that would embarass a sailor that I find particularly troubling. Or the fact that she has no sense of 'appropriateness' with her volume control. Then again, our infrequent run-ins with anyone under the age of 20 who like to use 'more colourful metaphors' show us that most of these swearing kids don't seem to have a volume control.She was 4.Again, her parents must be so proud. (Can't convey sarcasm thru blogs easily, but take it as said that the above was stated sarcastically)Not my place to say, but I have a feeling that this kid may be a wee bit of trouble as she gets older--for her parents as well as 'civil society'.And I think that's what it comes down to--civilness. Unlike, say, playing the radio loudly on the back deck for 6+ hours during the day, even though everyone went inside 5 hours ago--where'd common courtesy go?And if you don't try and teach your kids some sort of courtesy for their fellow citizens, how do you expect them to have it when they get older?
Sorry for any inconvenience... -- Wednesday, June 6th
Technology...
Who needs it??Sandy's and Sparky's Space served from a Windows 2003 server running IIS6??Not so much.Maybe a new website that doesn't have a 10+ year history of evolution would work fine on IIS, but our little website certainly didn't like it!Thankfully I tried the 'upgrade' on a different server, so the last 5 hours of work can be dismissed with a casual 'wave of the hand' and a swap of the server box.So we're back to old, reliable (slow, for sure) Win2K and Apache.Next upgrade I'll try 'off-line' and leave this one up until all the kinks are worked out.So there you are.
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Guess who's coming to dinner... -- Friday, June 1st
Chippy Chippy's favourite food Chippy foraging Chippy Chippy Dinner a la foots I'm told this tickles a bit All gone... Nice view |
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