Today, after more weeks of delay and effort than I want to remember we — finally! — submitted the plans for our new home to the City.
If it weren’t for Dave Crabbe, who stepped in after we had to abandon our first architect due to glacial slowness (non-global-warming-impacted glacial slowness), we still wouldn’t have begun the design review process. Thanx, Dave!
There are a number of key hurdles left (e.g., hearing and attempting address issues raised by neighbors, approval by the Residential Design Review Committee, soliciting construction bids to see if we can afford to build what we’ve designed, getting building permits) and a lot of work to come (e.g., finishing off the interior design and landscaping, identifying all the appliances, fixtures and treatments). Not to mention getting the thing built.
But at least we’re moving!
And now, for those of you who found the title of this posting oddly familiar, here’s Tom Hanks in Apollo 13.
While I haven’t watched many episodes recently, I was a huge fan of the original Star Trek. My sister and I watched the episodes so often in reruns that we could almost always name them from the first few opening bars of music.
A year of so I ago I was given a BluRay collection of the first season. I left it unopened for quite a while, but after recently re-installing iTunes I decided to rip a few favorite episodes to my library.
When I looked at the show list in the package I was convinced they’d put the episodes in a different order for marketing purposes.
But I was wrong. A quick visit to Wikipedia proved my memory was what had changed. Because my very favorite episodes were in season two, I’d reshuffled everything to put all my favorites in season two. In reality, most of them were first year episodes, with only a handful — and my most favorite — in the second year (the third year, as any true Star Trek fan will tell you, is, with a few exceptions, best forgotten, or only discussed in mumbles).
It makes me wonder what else I “know” that just ain’t so .
We saw Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat at Hillbarn Theatre in Foster City last night. Neither of us had seen it before, or knew anything about it. We almost didn’t go because we’d heard it was based on a Biblical story and sounded overly dramatic.
Boy were we wrong. It was a lot of fun!
One interesting little observation: in all the songs that refer to Joseph’s coat, it’s never referred to as a technicolor dreamcoat. Just a colored/colorful dreamcoat. I wonder where and how the reference got Hollywoodized to create the title?
I’ve had enough. Here’s an email I just sent to Congresswoman Speier, Senator Feinstein and Senator Boxer.
What happened in Connecticut today shows the failure of our current gun control efforts. It’s true that guns don’t kill people, people do. But this tragedy shows it is far too easy for deranged and destructive people to own firearms.
I accept that the Constitution grants individuals the right to bear arms. But even Justice Scalia, one of our most conservative, strict constructionist jurists, acknowledged the government’s power to regulate firearm possession.
Our elected leaders’ inability to address this problem is reprehensible. It’s time for Congress to stop anointing itself with the blood of innocents while aiding and abetting the crazies among us.
Enough is enough. Take the power of life and death away from the nutjobs. Today!
Okay, I confess up front this is a bit of a rant. And I’m sure there are logical explanations for what we ran into today…but they sure escape me at the moment.
Yesterday we bought a house that we’re going to remodel and make our primary residence. We’d been working for about a week with a mortgage specialist at a large, well-known bank on funding it. We thought we were pretty much done with arranging the financing.
Boy were we wrong!
All Presidential elections are at least potentially historic. But I’ve been looking forward to the 2012 election for many, many years. If you’re curious as to why, read on.
To the folks living with the aftermath of hurricane Sandy: we have your back.
We’d support you even if you weren’t part of the US of A. Because we’re that kind of people. But we’ll insist our public agencies — our government — go further, because you’re part of us. Just as we are part of you.
Something to think about for those who view government as always being part of the problem.
Growing older is not for the faint of heart. But it can be confusing at times. As I relearned the other day while shopping for hiking shoes.
I know, and am familiar with, presbyopia, hearing loss (both acuteness and focusing ability) and the weight problems that result from a declining metabolism. But I never knew that one’s feet also expand!
Barbara and I just got back from seeing the new Spiderman movie. In a word, it was superb!
Can it really have been 18 years since Caroline entered our lives? That’s what the calendar says. But it seems like only yesterday when we brought her home…