Monthly Archives: January 2012
Nick’s Here . . .
and so is the bad weather.
It was bright and sunny all morning and then Nick and Terry showed up a little after 1pm.
And of course the clouds rolled in.
But we ignored the weather, just having a great time being back together with good friends. We haven’t seen Nick and Terry since the end of October so we had a lot of catching up to do.
So as soon as they were hooked up at the site, and settled up at the office, we headed out for lunch at Outrigger’s, one of our favorite local seafood places. It’s located underneath the Kemah Bridge on the Clear Lake Channel just off Galveston Bay, and part of the fun is watching the many birds around the area.
This pelican and egret seemed to be trying to stare each other down. They just stood like that for a good while.
As usual we spent a lot of time talking after we finished eating, just enjoying old friends.
On the way home we drove around the area, showing Nick and Terry some of the sights. Nick and I also checked out a nearby gun range, where we hope we’ll have time to go punch some holes in targets.
When we got back to the park they came over to our rig and we talked even more.
Hey, we have a lot to catch up on for the last three months!
Later, about 6:45 we all headed up to La Brisa, to meet our son Chris, his wife Linda, and our granddaughter Piper, for dinner.
After two hours of great food and conversation we called it a night and everyone headed home.
Tomorrow we’re heading into Houston for some shopping and eating, two of our favorite things.
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Thought for the Day:
“Engage people with what they expect; it is what they are able to discern and confirms their projections. It settles them into predictable patterns of response, occupying their minds while you wait for the extraordinary moment – that which they cannot anticipate.” – Sun Tzu
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Buzzers and Tabasco . . .
You can tell Nick’s on his way to Texas, and will be here tomorrow afternoon.
Note that it’s sunny tomorrow morning, but the rain is due in tomorrow afternoon, and then rain all next week.
But on Saturday, when he leaves, it’s sunny again. Funny how that works out.
But rain or no rain, we’re really looking forward to seeing them again for the few days they’ll be here.
Jan and I are big fans of dragons, and I recently found these two neat pictures on the Internet and wanted to share them.
I really like the Tabasco baby bottle. The way I like spicy hot food, I wonder if I had one of these.
On another note, the turn signal indicator on the rig does not make enough noise for me to hear it. Jan can hear it from the passenger seat, but due to too many gun shots and and playing loud bands, I can’t.
So today as I was going through one of the bins, I came across a little 12vdc buzzer unit and decided to fix the problem.
I removed the flasher unit (that’s the red box) from under the dashboard panel and made up a couple of spade lug jumpers. crimping the buzzer leads into the jumpers.
I then Gorilla Taped the buzzer (that’s the little black unit) to the side of the flasher unit.
Here’s another shot of the leads.
I then plugged the jumpers into the flasher socket and checked it out. Loud and Clear!
While I’m on a roll, I also want to do one as a ‘headlights on’ alarm. I’ve got the diodes, but I’ll have to look and see if I have another buzzer. If not, they’re only a couple of bucks.
Other than this, it was a pretty quiet day. Jan cleaned (company’s coming) and I worked on some projects outside. For lunch Jan heated up some delicious leftover Mexican. I think it was almost better than originally.
Then around 5pm, I headed over to my client’s office to do some stuff that’s easier done when no one’s on the network.
Jan and I are really looking forward to Nick and Terry getting here tomorrow, even with the weather they’re bringing.
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Thought for the Day:
“…. that he is incapable of staying on the river of a thought, and is constantly lured down tributaries from which he can never quite work his way back–you can see him batting the little paddles of his mind against the weeds, trying desperately to return to the river but not remembering where it is, or where it was going."
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