Monday, September 27, 2010

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Anyone seen a piano bench leg on SR240?

In order to transport all of our belongings from Washington to Utah, we decided to rent a small U-Haul trailer; we thought this a better option than having 6 of our friends each take a share in their cars as we did moving home.  On our way out of town, a lady yelled at us on the highway to tell us that our trailer was open.  I pulled over immediately and was relieved to find out that apparently nothing had fallen out.

It was not until several days after moving in that we realized we only had 3 legs for our piano bench.


Apparently one of the legs (which we detached to save space in transit) did not make it.  So if you see a black rectangular prism of wood on SR-240 between Richland and Kennewick, please let me know.  Until then, the cone is working out pretty well.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Minutes and Seconds

I don't know what the significant of "Minutes" is, but Seconds is the name of my dog.  He is some sort of mix between a German Shepherd and a Boxer.  He may have some Labrador in him as well, but we're not sure.  He is about 8 years old now, 9 in October.  That makes him a senior citizen in dog years.  He could belong to the AARC.  Maybe we can get discounts at PetSmart.

Seconds was named because he was the only puppy in his litter to routinely return to his mother for seconds during feeding time.  He has been through many stages since we got him at 8 weeks.  He has weighed as much as at least 88 lbs, though now he is back down to about 75.  He loves to play tug-of-war with a deflated basketball or football and go for long walks.  He lies around most of the time, but he gets pretty excited when visitors come over.  We have been having a lot of fun introducing him to new people and he definitely enjoys the attention.

Here is a picture of him in his new dog house.  It looks pretty small from this angle (especially because Seconds is taking up the whole doorway), but he fits in the house quite well and spends most of his nights there:

Here he is travelling from Washington to Utah in the back of my mom's little SUV:
He loves to play tug-of-war, like I said, but fetch is not his strong suit:
video
Oh, well.  You gotta love him.  And we're excited to have him.  =)

Back to the Y

Summer time is the worst time for me to be on top of things. But now we're back to the grindstone and we finally got internet installed in our new home.

Here is a long update told in a less long fashion:

I worked for the ARC during the summer. I was a counselor/driver for children ages 7-21 or so. Most all of the kids had some kind of disability and so it was a completely new experience for me. The ARC offers door-to-door service for about 100 children for their summer camp program and so every counselor is either a driver or a ride-along helper.

I got to drive a large VanPool vehicle with a wheelchair lift for which I was required to receive special training from the Ben-Franklin Transit. Each day, I spent 4 hours driving and 4 hours with children that needed a lot of attention. In the end, it was a lot of work, emotion draining, and fun. I would not trade the experience for anything. I grew a lot and understand now a lot more about disabilities; I am also more comfortable around people with disabilities.

After work, Kira and I had many chances to go swimming, play tennis, and visit with family and friends. Our plethora of family kept us busy almost every day. After my last day of work, I went with Kira's family to the Oregon coast for a few days. And then, all at once, the summer was over.

A caveat on the summer:
We spent almost every day throughout the summer taking care of my dog from high school, Seconds. At first, we would visit Seconds at my dad's house or pick him up and take him to Kira's house for the day. My dad is preparing to sell his house, so the dog moved to my sister's boyfriend's house just outside of town. We couldn't visit as often because the drive was a little longer, but they have two other dogs and he was happy there for a month or so. Seconds is why we are now renting a house instead of returning to our old apartment. He is adjusting to the change of being an outside-only dog, but I think he is happy that we are here to play with him. We finally got him a doghouse this week and we are excited that he is using it.



Now that school has started, life is not too much different than it was before. Graduate school feels like undergraduate school except I only need 12 credits each semester instead of 15. I am a TA for a class I took in the Winter and an RA for an Economics professor. I like learning, but I cannot help but feel like a super-senior. I already graduated but I still have two years of classes to take before I can get into a decent PhD program (I am hoping for the University of Chicago, but I shy away from saying it out loud).

Welcome back!

Werds- welcome back


The Washington Post again teamed up with Mensa to publish readers' submissions of words to which one letter was added, subtracted, or replaced and the resulting definitions.
   
 Here are my top ten:
10. Cashtration- The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
   
9. Intaxicaton- Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.
   
8. Reintarnation- Coming back to life as a  hillbilly.
   
7. Bozone- The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.
     
6. Giraffiti- Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
   
5. Testickle- A humorous question on an exam.
          
4. Karmageddon- It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.
   
3. Dopeler Effect- The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.

2. Sarchasm- The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

1. Beelzebug- Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out (in my humble opinion, any mosquito fits the title).