Weird weekend.
On Saturday I made a batch of spicy chili with hidden cauliflower (because Barb), and attempted cornbread in a toaster oven; had I not burned the cornbread both would have been delicious. I used white cornmeal when I realized that I could not remember how long it had been since I purchased the yellow cornmeal in my pantry.
On Sunday morning I had this ridiculous Google Voice phone call transcript waiting in my inbox:
Hey, it’s me. Call me at this number that I just called you call when you get a chance. If you can call me back tonight, or call me tomorrow. I will have it after probably tomorrow. So but just call me and I’ll tell you just how to get in touch with me somehow. All right.
Needless to say, I’m not returning the call.
Yesterday I saw the Infinity Mirrors exhibit at the High Museum — it was good but not as impactful as I expected it to be.
I didn’t exactly “kill it†in November:
11/01 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/02 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/03 – ?, V, walking 🙂
11/04 – ?, M, nothing 😢
11/05 – ?, V, walking 🙂
11/06 – 209.0, V, walking 🙂
11/07 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/08 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/09 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/10 – ?, M, hashing 🙂
11/11 – ?, V, hashing 😀
11/12 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/13 – 208.4, V, walking 🙂
11/14 – ?, M, nothing 😢
11/15 – ?, V, trainer (55:00) ðŸ˜
11/16 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/17 – ?, M, nothing 🤒
11/18 – ?, V, cycling 😀
11/19 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/20 – 207.4, M, nothing 😢
11/21 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/22 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/23 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/24 – ?, V, hiking ðŸ˜
11/25 – ?, V, hashing ðŸ˜
11/26 – ?, V, hashing 🙂
11/27 – 209.8, V, nothing 😢
11/28 – ?, M, nothing 😢
11/29 – ?, V, nothing 😢
11/30 – ?, M, nothing 😢
Great weekend. I took a literal carload of stuff to Goodwill, and also filled up my spare green rolling trash can (Herbie-Curbie?). Beltline was pretty much impassable yesterday, but it’s always worth it to me to sled through there to get to the dedicated bike lane at Piedmont Park.
My musical contribution to start the week off is a 28 trombone rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody. It’s quite impressive: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-m8MqIS6VEU
Good to know on the Infinity Mirrors. I had a bit of FOMO when the show was announced, but my gut instinct is that it would be a sensory overload for me. Just seeing ONE mirror reflect into another at the barber shop as a kid felt like enough infinity to me. 🙂
Taking things to Goodwill was supposed to happen today. However, M6 still aggravating me (maybe I should donate it?), so that will have to wait.
I took 2 bags of stuff to Goodwill Saturday morning – it was such a monsooning day, figured why not get some errands run.
Great minds………
Cauliflower hidden in spicy chili – you might sneak it past me.
A friend gave me a big bag of cornmeal – I have usually been lazy when making cornbread & used a cornbread mix. I guess I need to read the back of the bag & figure out how to use it.
I went to a strength class at the Y Saturday, I knew I would be sore yesterday & today – but damn, I need to use those muscles more.
On the bright side – a massage is planned for tonight!!!!
Perhaps I will try some day… 🤔
try a strength class?
try a massage?
try to fake me out by adding gross cauliflower to food?
Fake you out with cauliflower, of course. 🙂
The sign of a tortured soul…makes so much more sense to torment someone else rather than soothe one’s self. 😉
There’s a bit of snark for ya, Barb. 🙂
To be fair, I can recognize that space from personal experience…
snarkiness is needed in life (imho)
She’s the one who balked at the idea last week…
Besides, I did torture myself this weekend by riding my trainer Saturday and Sunday for an hour each day.
Oh yeah, my cornbread was — flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, baking powder, oil, milk, and an egg — all of which I had available. Super simple to mix, and then bake!
It was a sloppy good time near Perry for the hunt Saturday. Our host for the event never really said how many acres belonged to her, but it has been in the family for 8 generations. The house was built in 1840. The riders had a few good gallops while the hounds pursued at least one coyote (that we saw). Except for being afraid of getting truck and trailer stuck when leaving, it was a good time.
Sunday, a ride of too short a length, on the CX bike. Summer kit was the order of the day. Don’t know why I didn’t feel great, except for starting too fast.
RIP Paul Sherwin. The Tour broadcasts, as well as other events will not be the same. I think Phil has already lost his edge and Christian Vandevelde isn’t there yet. Bob Roll won’t ever get there… and I guess cycling has finally made the big time as NPR’s “Morning Edition” ran the obit.
-FP
Steve – any idea what Paul died from?
I can’t even imagine who could take over the commentating now.
None of the reports I’ve seen have a cause and none was mentioned on the NPR story as I drove in. The guys that do commentary for Eurosport are good, but I don’t know if NBCSN would be interested in having them. Sean Kelly does the color, and if you can get through his brogue, is pretty insightful. Todd Gogulski, who does the smaller races for NBC isn’t much… Bobke, I find generally annoying.
There is another guy, Anthony McCrossen (?), who I have heard call other races, but I am not sure he’s up the job either.
Oh wow, at 62… I just received a notification about his death via the NBC Sports app after reading this comment. Things will definitely not be the same…
Early report is “heart failureâ€.
Tried again to become festive and then I heard a recently-recorded, politically-correct version of “Baby it’s Cold Outside†and lost it all.
I’m not really a Christmas music fan, and now all the politically correcting/complaining about songs, and soon we can’t watch Rudolph because he is was bullied.
We put up the tree, got the lights fixed, but I haven’t decorated it.
will I actually do it? I don’t know…….
Good grief, I’m glad those people have all of their other problems figured out to the extent that there’s nothing left for them to solve other than Christmas music. This is the first I’m hearing about this, which means I’m glad to be staying out of the loop. I on the other hand, have much smaller fish to fry.
I discovered a “Focus” playlist on Pandora over the weekend. It’s working remarkably well for me today, getting much more done on a Monday morning than usual. Of course, the flames of a deadline licking my back are helping as well…
I do miss your Christmas parties, Barb. Unless of course I am just no longer invited to them… 🤔
we have considered throwing a party on Friday 12/14 or Saturday 12/15 – but Allan has to work Sunday morning, and I hate to have to kick people out. But- maybe if we start it early enough….. it still could happen.
(and, you weren’t take off the list, but that’s what Boner asks every time I see him)
I also need to figure out what I’m going to do for Christmas, he has to work both Eve & Day. I thought about going to Iowa for a couple days, but you know there will be bad weather. (and the price of the ticket will be way too much)
And once again it is too warm in the office; so glad I wore short sleeves today. I’m guessing that when the cold weather arrives tomorrow that it will be too cold in here.
In other news, Davey is laying trail tonight in Sandy Springs — literally down the road from my first apartment here in the mid-1990s (yes, before ITP lived ITP!). I may be in attendance.
massage wins over the trail……… but if that wasn’t happening, I think we would go tonight.
My first apartment was in Dunwoody in 1986. In my opinion Sandy Springs/Dunwoody is (was) as close as one could get to the ITP experience OTP. Yes, I know those might be fightin’ words. 🙂
For a year I lived in a shitty apartment in Sandy Springs that faced I-285. Worst year of my adult life. I should have followed my inclination to back out of that roommate arrangement the day I moved in. I moved back to my prior complex for a couple in Dunwoody years after that, then have been all ITP all the time since 1992. Midtown > Buckhead > Grant Park.
At this point it’s hard to believe I spent 6 years OTP. I haven’t ever done the math on it before.
Starting in December 1995 I spent 18 months OTP living off Roswell Rd near Northridge (my postal address was “Dunwoodyâ€) in a complex then known as “Spring Creek Crossingâ€, before moving into a room at a house off Briarcliff and Shallowford, and then finally into the ITP Estate in March of 1999.
I was around the corner from Spring Creek Crossing on Colquitt Road off of Northridge, in a complex called Timberwood. Fun fact, I moonlit in the produce department at the Northridge Road Kroger (RIP) for a period of time. That was the one time in my life that I was a union worker, as I got railroaded in to giving up part of my meager check for union dues. Had other evening/weekend gigs at the Blockbuster (RIP) and QuikTrip on Roswell Road, all while working my way through night school at Georgia State while holding down a full-time day job. Makes me cringe looking back. Talk about self-torture…
I never lived in Dunwoody/Sandy Springs, but I was close on N Peachtree Rd (just barely ITP).
I moved so much thouse 1st 10ish years I was here in ATL
But – I did have some friends that had great pool parties in that area.
and Steve – we have 2 sets of Cyclecross tires for you – Allan said to give you 4, not just 2 someday.
Other news from the weekend –
We may have decided to spend WAY TOO MUCH money on appliances for the kitchen remodel.
As we’ve looked at cook tops (and I was corrected to be told its a Rangetop when the controls are on the front) the high end stuff seems like it might be fun to have. We want 6 burners, and you can’t find those just anywhere to even look at.
So – we may go with the Wolf one, its so pretty!
And – I found a Samsung wall oven that you can cook at 2 different temps – in the same oven. I need to do some research on that.
I’ve seen a commercial for that Samsung oven. Perhaps 2019 for me?
Oh please! Kitchen second, plumbing first! You could get it done for the new year and have a Super Bowl Party again!!
Friday will be 11 years of living way, way OTP. Holy $hit!
Thank you Barb (and Allan).
It’s a 2-for-1 since (some of) the plumbing that needs to be repaired is connected to the kitchen; if I am going to major reconstruction I might as well do it all at once.
GUT the kitchen!!! hell yeah!!!
the technology for these appliances has me so baffled – I can turn on the oven from my phone while driving home??? what the hell???
I vote for doing it all at once. Git ‘er dun.
Barb, I’d use that technology as a filter for what NOT to buy. If *you* can operate the oven from outside your house, hackers can too…
I kind of think that way – but what real info will be in my oven for a hacker to want?
I know I’m not a big computer geek, but besides screwing up my food, what can they do?
Catch you house on fire by cranking your oven up to broil overnight…
Plus any thing that you can “phone into” means that device can “phone out” as well, which means the manufacturers track what you’re up to. The most egregious element of this I’ve seen, so far, is a thermometer that sends your temperature back to the manufacturer, who sells that data to Chlorox who then targets you with ads for disinfecting wipes. And they’re just getting started here.
People think “I’m boring, I have nothing to hide”. Fair enough, but when your actions start showing up in advertising at every step you turn, it’s gonna start feeling different…
good points, good points.
I’ve never lived OTP, ever.
Even before there was a P to be O.
I’ll add my vote for fixing the plumbing.
Fix the plumbing.
In other news, one of my Ham Radio buddies (the one that lives on Waldo Street in Grant Park) retired Friday, last work commute, etc.
Forever.
Today is the first day of the rest of Jeff’s life.
73 de JG/HamWithCam
I want to retire……… but not enough money in the bank yet for that.
“Where’s Waldo?” 😉
https://www.amazon.com/Wheres-Waldo-Anniversary-Martin-Handford/dp/0763695793
City of Atlanta is under a “Boil Water†advisory.
the whole city?
(and, I just got this message from your website)
“you are posting comments to quickly. Slow down.”
this made me LOL
I can’t tell where exactly hence my vagueness.
We got an “emergency” broadcast not to drink the water. Haven’t heard what happened yet.
and – just heard the Heat Miser song at lunch – now that’s a fun Christmas tune!