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  • Odin…

    Ravenwood’s animal quotient increased by one this morning.

    The new addition is “Odin”. He was born some time around 10am this morning and is a healthy 50-ish pounds.

    When Erin checked on Valkyrie this morning at about 9am she was the only horse out in the field. When Scott checked on Val at about 10:30, she had 8 legs.

    What makes this funny is that we (Scott and I) have been giving Erin grief about how her fat horse looked pregnant… Well, Erin bought Val about 11 months ago and she must have been bred right before she was delivered.

    I’ve spent most of the day assisting with the foal… Fortunately I have some passing experience with this.

    So, there ya have it, the reason I’ve not been online much today.

  • … Snow …

    It’s still snowing up here and the power is still out. No worries though, I’m simply enjoying the fire and boiling water for some tea.

  • It’s dark

    It’s snowing here… A lot.

    There is snow up to the windows, everything but the warwagon is stuck in various places in the driveway, and the power has been out for the last five hours.

    Fortunately the house here is designed to be liveable in below zero conditions without power. I’m nice and toasty in front of the fire and reading my book by candlelight.

    I took the roommates over to safeway in the warwagon through snow deeper than the wheels are tall. No problems to report -the warwagon is a tank. 🙂

    I’m posting via my cell phone and need to make this short as there’s limited ability to recharge. Just know that I’m fine and enjoying the silence up here. 😉

  • Dark Future…

    This will be another one of those entries where I essentially ponder out loud, so you’ve been warned…

    So, “Dark Future”…

    I was going through my movies this afternoon, looking for something to watch that I haven’t seen recently, and didn’t find much. So I checked out my friends posts here on ye olde journal and read Lyon’s glowing reviews of “Repo – the genetic opera”, so I went to the web site and it got me thinking…

    I went back and looked through my movies, books, and poked about a bit online and I’ve determined that the media is precluded by law from portraying a “happy” future. It’s always dark, bad, repressive, and full of horrible things.

    Why is this?

    I think this might be the root-reason for the lack of success for “sci-fi” games:

    In a fantasy setting the strife mechanic is a result of situational issues, not the environment. In fact, the ‘past’ is usually portrayed as idyllic – it’s a great place to live, you just need to evict the Orcs first…

    In SciFi the strife mechanic is more often than not a product of the environment; life sucks for you because you live here and even the air kills people…

    The one real exception to this seems to be “Star Trek” – where the future is good and the strife is situational. The human race has managed to survive long enough to grow up a bit and things on good old Earth are pretty awesome. The strife is caused by external forces rather than simply being a product of “the future”.

    As we all know, people tend to make their own reality by spending a lot of time thinking about it. So are we dooming ourselves to a miserable future by pumping the population’s collective conscious full of killer robots, evil megacorps, and plagues?

    I really can’t say for sure, but I hope not. I want my personal robot and flying car damnit, and I can live without the plagues and evil aliens thanks. 🙂

  • Weekend…

    Here I am at the top of day 133…

    Today promises to be fairly laid back: I don’t have to work on the WarWagon and the PT finally has plates and can be driven – but I don’t have anywhere to really ‘go’ to…

    I might drive down to Denver and visit with Wolf and Lyon, and last night Aryntha mentioned wanting to go out and do something – so there are options, I just have to decide on what to do.

    Unfortunately Aryntha (being part vampire) won’t be awake until the day is mostly over, so I won’t even know what they have planned until 1-2pm.

    So I guess I’ll log into WoW for a bit and see what Wolf has planned… She’s an early riser like I am (I think it’s an ex-military thing) and tends to do the same thing: Log into Wow and piddle about until someone else wakes up.

    Before that though I’m going to drive over to the little coffee stand in Aspen Park and get me some Dazbog. 😉

    So, that’s my plan for the day – such as it is.

  • Coffee…

    Well, my drives into work are a little brighter now.

    Over in Aspen Park someone opened a little drive-through kaffeehaus that serves Dazbog. Dazbog (with an ‘s’, not a ‘z’) is another ‘Colorado Thing’ that I treasure…

    See, up in Seattle they have 11 kinds of rain and 22 kinds of coffee. Here in Colorado we only have a handful of coffees, but Dazbog stands above them all – in profile, fists clenched at its sides, looking upwards into a sunrise while a Russian flag waves in the background.

    Better yet, in your best Russian accent say “This is not spineless cup of capitalist coffee”. 😉

    Anyways, Russian imagery aside, Dazbog is awesome coffee. It’s made by a couple of Russian immigrant fellows in Denver who came here to live the American dream and roast awesome coffee… I think they’ve achieved both.

    Another thing that makes Dazbog so awesome is all the Cyrillic and pseudo-Russian iconography on everything – even the cups. For example, the paper cup in front of me is red, white, and black with a big star logo and says things like “даст бог кофе” and “Растет Всемирно а Русскими Поджаривается” – My Russian is quite rusty so I have no sense of grammar, but those translate to something like “give god coffee” and “grow universally while a Russian roasts”.

    So, yeah, I get to have a fantastic cup of coffee on the way to work now… This makes me happy.

     

  • Holidays…

    Have I mentioned I dislike holidays? There’s just too much stress involved for me to have any sort of enjoyment during this season.

    Now, granted, a lot of the stress occurs because I’m socially inept. I don’t like all but about a half dozen of the 6.7 billion people on Earth, so I don’t tend to have a lot of contact with random ‘folk’ and due to this I’m not well versed in the social customs of the humans I share air with. Even people I know, I don’t tend to really ‘know’ – which makes this whole holiday gifting ritual very stressful for me.

    For example, today I finally broke down, took a mild sedative, and headed into the teeming masses to buy gifts for my roommates. I took one of my roommates with me and by the time we made it back to the car I think he was ready to kill me…

    I usually give people money. Money is easy. If you give two people a hundred bucks neither feels the others $100 is somehow ‘better’… But I’m told that giving money is frowned upon because it is the easy way out…

    No kidding… That’s why I do it!

    Anyways, back to shopping: My first point of stress was simply, “What does ‘X’ need?” I wanted this gift to be useful and worth-while. Something that they actually needed – which I gather was my first mistake; apparently you don’t give people things they actually ‘need’ because this might insinuate that they are lacking in something… Buying someone a tie to make a better presentation at job interviews is, I gather, not a good gift even though it is really something they ‘need’…

    So I start wracking my brain trying to recall what Kalira and Max do for expression, hobbies, even basic likes and dislikes, and drew a complete blank… I honestly don’t know anything about the people I live with…

    After about an hour of pondering and finally deciding (with the help of Zeze) on a few possibilities I moved into what I’m calling a comparative analysis phase; where the gifts I was giving to each had to have the same or similar conceptual ‘value’ to the person receiving the gift. This caused another hour of agonizing over far too many variables and assumptions such as how the actual and conceptual value of the item compared to what I calculated the emotional ‘gift’ value to be… And then how those two values compared to one another, being as the gifts would be given at the same time and I’m sure some sort of emotional/logical evaluation of the others gift would be calculated.

    It was at this point Zeze told me I think waaaay too much.

    After thinking about this for a few hours, I guess I have to agree. Apparently gifting is a mostly emotion-driven enterprise and I’ve always been a bit off in my emotional content. Everything for me is a predicted outcome based on a lot of variables that has been tested at least a few times for variations…

    Oh well, I picked up a few small items and hopefully I will have chosen sufficiently for the ritual tomorrow.

  • Of WarWagons and Winter…

    Yesterday I purchased the new intake and carburetor for the WarWagon… An Edelbrock Performer intake and 1405 600cfm carb.

    The big-box-o-stuff should be here tomorrow, but I don’t see the weather being warm enough to install it all for a while – It was -14 here yesterday morning and I think it’s about -10 right now.

    Believe it or not, I’m actually hoping it gets colder… We need 48 hours of -20 to kill off most of the pine beetles which are destroying the forests up here.

    The house is working well in the cold. The foot thick walls hold heat quite well and so far we’ve only needed to run the one fireplace to keep it about 60 inside. Zeze went and bought an electric matress pad and Kalira still runs around half naked and ends every sentence with “I’m cold”, but it looks like they’ll survive. Max is actually proving to be the most rugged of the three…

    Due to the low tolerances they’ve burned up most of the wood we had stockpiled. I need to see how much it will cost me to get some cut/dried delivered… Now that winter is here, probably a lot.

    See, fireboxes are designed to run on coals, and due to the way the carburetion works, they’ll take 3-4 logs and make heat with them for 8-10 hours… Unfortunately my ‘city folk’ roommates don’t figure things are working if it isn’t a roaring fire – which does a wonderful job of blowing all the heat out the chimney and burning 5 pounds of wood per hour. Flames are all infra-red heat and, well, on the other side of a cast iron door that doesn’t do much.

    What do they teach these kids in school these days?

    Zeze did overclock the main firebox a bit by adding these very loud server fans to the air intake for the surround – which is an enclosed airspace around the firebox which uses convection to pull cold air in the bottom and blow hot air out the top. This increased the efficiency of heating for the living areas of the house, but it sounds like a server room in here all night.

    Well, that’s about it for this update. Stay warm and safe out there.

  • Bailouts…

    You may have heard that the US government gave several large US banks a big loan to try and fix our fubar economy – which was caused by these banks writing loans to people who couldn’t afford them.

    You may have also heard about the US automakers going to D.C. to get the government to bail them out – stating that, in effect, they are too good to file Chapter 11 like every other company in the US and need the same treatment as the banks.

    Additionally you may have heard that the oil industry is lobying for handouts because they’ve been fleecing the population for the last two years and made stupid money – but now that everyone has caught on and is using far less oil, they need financial help to maintain all those new mansions and private jets they bought.

    I think I have a solution to this problem:

    Instead of giving taxpayer’s money directly to the automakers, why not pass a law that states that every US citizen of driving age is required to buy a Hummer, Tahoe, or F350? These grosly over-priced and over-sized vehicles will help the automaker’s bottom lines immensely.

    Additionally, the 10-ish miles per gallon they get will help the oil industry by driving oil utilization back up.

    Those unable to pay cash for these vehicles can get a pre-approved AIG-insured payment plan. That would give AIG another excuse for a cash infusion down the road.

    Another solution would be to take examples from history:

    When the wool industry in England was in recession, hundreds of years ago, decrees were passed that, when you died, you had to be buried in a woollen shroud. The French did something similar with linen.

    Perhaps we should do the same here in America with SUVs… It’d be a direct purchase, like a regular casket, possibly with the same AIG-insured payment plan.

    The difference is that the SUV costs less. Granted, the upolstery and woodwork aren’t as good as the casket, but you’ll feel less ridiculous about sticking it in the ground before you’ve finished paying for it.

    A full-size SUV could even be used as a sort of family burrial chamber – when the contents of the SUV match the ‘dad, mom, 4 kids, dog, cat’ stcikers on the back window, then it is full and another SUV needs to be purchased for the next generation.

    See, I just fixed all the problems… Too bad I hate politics eh?

  • Winter… Finally…

    Winter has finally come to the high country and it has been snowing on and off for four days now, which is nice. The down side to this is that I still have to drive to and from Aurora and the snow makes the trip kinda stressful in a slip-slide sorta way.

    I’ve been off work since Thursday for the holiday, which is nice. It was looking like I was going to be working yet another company holiday but things changed for the better Wednesday… Now I get to pay the price though and try to do four days of work in two.

    The house here at Ravenwood stays nice and warm, depending on who you talk to, even with the blowing snow outside. I’ve been perfectly happy to spend my days off in my recliner with a blanket over my legs and a nice cup of tea – my roommates on the other hand aren’t faring so well and alternately stoke the firebox to the point it gets a hundred degrees in the house or wander about half naked griping about the cold.

    Speaking of tea, I made a big batch of “Russian Tea” that I’ve been thoroughly enjoying. For those that don’t know, this tea is made with the following, though you should adjust for quantity/taste:

    • 1 cup of instant tea
    • 2 cups of Tang powder
    • 1 cup of Country Time lemonade
    • 1/2 cup sugar
    • 1 tsp. ground cloves
    • 2 tsp. ground cinnamon

    This is truely good for what ails you as it is warm and has about a thousand times the vitamin ‘C’ you need in a day. My mother used to make a batch of this every winter for the inevitable sore throats and runny noses.

  • The day of Wrath…

    The biggest thing in gaming since Zork happened last night at 12:01 – people you know will not be at work today, families will be loosing children and spouses for the foreseeable future, roommates will vanish into thier rooms only returning for food before scurrying back to their monitors…

    The Wrath of the Lich King is upon us…

    Your TV will get lonely, the kitchen will be a ghost town, the laundry room will be a long-forgotten memory…

    This could be the end of civilization as we know it.

  • Gaming for a cause…

    Those of you who play “WoW” might have heard something about tonight’s “Running to the Bulls for Ezra”.

    Rather than type a lot, I’ll just link some things here:

    This little boy (http://www.ezrachatterton.org/) was an avid WoW player and the 11+ million of us who play the game got to know him through his “Make A Wish” of being a Blizzard developer for a day… He got to make a quest, voice the NPC, and design a weapon while he was there.

    Anyways, Ezra was an amazing inspiration and a *lot* of people who play the game kept up with him and his condition – but he eventually passed away October 20th.

    Another rather famous fellow in the game/blogosphere who goes by Big Red Kitty (http://www.bigredkitty.net/) decided to hold an in-game memorial for Ezra tonight by getting a few folks to make level 1 Tauren Hunters (the race/class Ezra played) and go march on Stormwind (the enemy’s main city) for charity… Well, a few thousand folks thought this was a grand idea, showed up, and crashed WoW… All of it.

    Even the main site went down…

    In total there were 897 new Tauren made on the server “Argent Dawn” before character creation was disabled on the server. Myself and Kalira here at Ravenwood were two of them.

    About 15 minutes into the stampede the GMs on the server asked us to please stop because things were going south in the server room rapidly.

    Running of the Bulls for Ezra

    So about 80% of the “Steak and Ale” army logged out, but it was too late and the world (of warcraft) exploded…

    It is always nice to see a group of folks come together to celebrate the life of someone – but to have a thousand people from every time zone around the globe come together for a boy they’ve never actually met, to celebrate his memory, laugh and dance, and donate to a good cause that provided such a dream for a him, it brings such joy.

    Thank you to everyone who came, and thank you to Blizzard for putting up with us shutting down the biggest game in the world for an hour.

  • New regime…

    Well, it looks fairly official that the US has its first non “old white guy” sitting in the big chair.

    I’ll not go into who I voted for as its not important – I will mention that, once again, I didn’t like either of the two choices we were given. But, I’m hopeful for some of this ‘change’ that Mr. Obama has been preaching at us for the last two years.

    And with that I’ll simply leave you with the work of a few folks who understand how super-serious this whole thing is…

  • It is a quarter to two in the morning…

    And I’m still awake.

    I didn’t go in in to work yesterday, and I’m not going in today either.

    The medication I’m on is making me all sorts of sick: I try to sleep for a few hours after I take it in order to skip the worst of the nausea, which has completely fucked my sleep cycle… In this instance, the getting better is far worse than the sick.

    I can handle pain. Simple pain is easy to deal with – I just ignore it. But this constant nausea, sick stomach, woozy thing is something I can’t seem to work through and it’s kicking my ass.

    In other news it snowed here last night and on and off today – was nice. This morning, before I took my meds and got sick for the day, I took the WarWagon over to the local fleecing station and dropped $20 into it – which got me from slightly over a quarter tank to slightly under half a tank. I then had a little fun in the mud/snow on the way back up the driveway by powersliding around all the corners… Putting a 7000 pound mechanical monster like the WarWagon into a controlled full throttle slide around a corner (complete with 20 foot roostertails of snirt) will either cause you to shit yourself or give you a grin from ear to ear… I’m in the latter catagory.

  • Home again, home again…

    I’m back home again. Tired, sore, and planning on a hot shower and some sleep.

    Once again I survived… Though their aim is getting better. 😉

    I’ll be on Augmentin horse-pills for the next eight days, and the Doc says I need to take a week off and stay off of my leg for most of that. Too bad I *have* to be at work tomorrow.

    So, hopefully I can find an unused office chair to prop my leg on for the 10+ I’ll be in Aurora tomorrow.

  • I’m in the hospital…

    I’ve managed to get a fairly major case of cellulitis in my lower right leg, which has had me in the hospital since Sunday morning.

    The good news is I’m okay, and after a few days of antibiotics I’ll get to go home.

    They’re not exactly sure why this has happened to me, but the current thought centers around a spider bite I got back in 1998.

    So, yeah, I’m here at St. Joe’s for a few days.

  • The gate is still open…

    And it has been open since 1986 at least…

    For anyone who’s read Jack Chalker’s “Well of Souls” novels, you’ll understand what I mean when you see the following:

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saturn%27s_hexagon

    For those who have no idea what I’m talking about, go read the series, it’s pretty good.

    Chalker was sort of an unsung visionary, and a lot of what he wrote has shown up in countless SciFi movies and TV shows – though he never saw a penny for any of it. Everything I write here, regardless of how much it sounds like “Stargate”, preceeds the movie by some 20 years… He also wrote a series of novels called “The Wonderland Gambit” which reads like a much deeper version of “The Matrix”, but pre-dates the movies by about 10 years.

    Essentially in Chalker’s “Wellworld” novels there was a vast and ancient alien race, the “Markovians”, who basically evolved to the highest point possible in this universe, but decided that since they had not achieved a zen-like oneness with everything, that they’d obviously made a wrong turn somewhere in their evolution…

    So they built a planet-sized computer capable of controlling the very mathematical functions that define “reality”, and set about an experiment to determine if there was another evolutionary path that would reach the pinnacle of existence…

    These “Markovians” were nutty about the number six and tended to build everything hexagonally, and left these hexagonal transporter ‘gates’, which they used to get around, all over the universe.

    Well, the “Well of Souls” was the Markovian final experiment; it’s a world of hundreds of hexagonal “labs” which contain topographical, atmospheric, and technological limitations found on various alien worlds. The Markovians designed hundreds of life forms to cope with these environments, then ran themselves through their computer to seed these races. The computer altered the math for the Markovians who entered it and instantly transformed them into the various seed races, then several generations later transported these races onto seed worlds to start the Universe over again, leaving just enough ‘natives’ in the lab spaces to keep the experiment running should the transplanted race fail for some reason outside of their own doing.

    And it’s still running, billions of years later, and basically determines the laws of this universe we live in. it also tends to suck up random people who get too close to these gates and plops them, according to some program, into one of the lab spaces as some alien race.

    Oh, and there’s still one Markovian running around, the janitor if you will, and he’s been hanging out on Earth pretty much forever – immortal and unchanging – but occasionally he has to go fix the big computer before something bad happens and the lights go out on reality as we know it. He goes by the name Nathan Brazil, and if you ever encounter him, look out, because all manner of weirdness will soon follow. 🙂

  • Cats…

    Marshal is on his second bag of this new cat food I’m trying him on; Innova “Evo”. This is supposed to be the best dry cat food made, period, and as Marshal doesn’t like wet food this is the best I can do.

    There are a few “rules of thumb” when it comes to cat food and most of them I learned from Wolf. The big one is that cats are carnivores and function best on a high protein diet, so your choice of cat food should have the highest crude protein percentages you can find…

    I was feeding Marshal Purina “One” which is something like 34% crude protein and was the best stuff I could get at Petsmart. But like all “Petsmart” cat foods it is mostly rice and other grains which count as “protein”, but are harder to digest. This “Evo” stuff is 50% crude protein and contains no grain products, but it’s harder to get because it’s not from Purina…

    in fact, the ingredients list reads like some strange kind of stew; potatoes, carots, tomoatoes, eggs, and apples, with stuff like herring and turkey too.

    Fortunately I have a plethora of feed stores in my area (imagine that) and the place right over at the Safeway (“Buster’s”) carries Innova.

    Anyways, Marshal has really perked up in the last 30 days on this food. He was getting pretty lethargic since the move and was just looking and sounding like he was unhappy all the time… Now he’s back to his old self, which makes me happy.

    Marshal is kinda picky and will let you know he doesn’t like what you’ve put in his bowl pretty quick. So the folks at Buster’s discounted me the first 2 pound bag just to see if Marshal would eat it – he did and actually seemed to like it.

    So now we’re on the second 2 pound bag. I’m on their list at Buster’s and after 11 bags I get one free… So at 1 bag a month it’ll be a while.

    Marshal also got this cat water fountain thing last month… He had a 2-liter gravity-feed water bowl but even at the rates he goes through water it was getting stale about half way through. So this new piece of wizardry has a charcoal filter assembly in it and constantly circulates the 64 ounces of water it holds through the filters and makes a small waterfall back into the bowl.

    Marshal was a bit unsure of this gizmo and kept looking at me as if to say my gaget-loving nerd-ness was not appreciated, but a few hours later he was really digging the ability to “drink from the faucet” as it were. So the new water bowl is a hit as well.

    He’s also got a new cat tree, which is less “tree” and more “carpet covered concrete tube with holes in it”, but now that it is located about five feet from the fire place in the living room he spends a lot of time on top of it.

    Yes, I spoil my cat.

    But then again he’s the one who welcomes me home by singing my praises for about a half an hour, keeps my feet warm at night, watches TV with me, and sits on the back of my office chair and purrs while I’m on the computer. He knows when I’ve had a bad day and does everything a feline can do to make me feel better – so I try to reciprocate in kind and get him the best stuff I can.

    Though next year there may be a dog entering his life – I don’t think he’ll find that as nice as a new cat tree.

  • IM…

    Ok, ok… Folks seem to want to talk at me often enough that I guess I have to consider this “Instant Messenger” thing…

    See, I’m not one for impromptu conversations and have really fallen in love with the non-serial “email” communications thing that was invented a few weeks back.

    But, the rest of the world seems to have a raging stiffy for IM – and no amount of me being a stick in the mud is stopping them from asking me to install, AIM, YIM, MSN Messenger, ICQ, and all maner of other invasive, ad-driven, annoy-o-trons on my nice serene desktop.

    Thankfully Frank the Goat has come up with an answer for me, and that answer lives at http://www.livejournal.com/chat/.

    So, now I can have a nice non-invasive client running (iChat) that won’t be blinkenflashing the latest in demographically driven drivel at me the entire time its running. Additionally, you have to be on my friend’s list to talk to me, so there wont be any more messages from “HotChick6969” telling me about how she’s new to the Internet and asking me to view pictures of her on “www.xtreemslut.com”…

  • Of Kings, Liches, and a bit of Wrath…

    Well, I got into the Wrath of the Lich King beta, which is the next expansion for “World of Warcraft”.

    What this means for the world in general is that I might not be posting very much outside of WoW related things for a while… This is because I have a tendency to really get into new game systems and puzzle-type-things and won’t come up for air until I have it figured out; all of it.

    So, you’ve been warned. 🙂