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07/04/05
Thank you Lisa, the sister not the friend, for the information on Norman and Ida. And thanks for reminding me about the story behind Ida's birthday, I hadn't thought about it in a while.
As for Norman, all we've got so far is that he was born Norman Lawrence Bevan in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, probably in october of 1905, and died at the age of 63 in 1969 in a hospital somewhere near Lexington, Massachusetts. |
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As for the jello recipe, Lisa the sister also has this to say :
Chocolate Sauerkraut Cake? I tell ya, having winters with highs that don't even make it into the double digits (unless of course there's a negative sign in front of it) really must do something to the brain. But then again, if we added some chopped up Brats, maybe a cheddar-cream cheese frosting........... |
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And finally, Eric, who as far as I know I do not know, sent me this e-mail :
So, as you can see, it's been a busy morning for me, e-mail wise at least. And it's kind of cool getting e-mail from people I don't know (2 this week). Shows me that it's not just the few family members checking out my site, that there's a larger audience and that they, appearantly, are enjoying it. Although I do it just for the family, and myself, it's still feels good to know that you don't have to be related to me to enjoy my work....... |
Happy
4th of
July! Which fortunatly, for us purists, this year is actually on the 4th here in Utah. |
So, you'd think that even after spending a year in Scotland, you'd be able to find more to do than sit at a computer and look up Jello recipes? Or maybe it's because Lisa is so anxious about getting back to Utah soon, but she found a really interesting recipe for Jello. Sounds so good that I'm going to have a welcome home dinner party for her, you're all invited, and it's what I'm going to serve. (This is an actual recipe from recipegoldmine.com)
Hope y'all'll be there for dinner, I'll post the date as soon as I hear back from Lisa (the friend, not the sister). |
07/03/05
Click
on "Calendar" to the left here and see if I have your
birthday & (if applicable) anniversary on the right day in the
right month. I tried real hard to get them all correct, I even compared
them to the list on the family tree page, but I want to be absolutly
positive they're right. So, I'd appreciate it if you would check
them and let me know immediatly if I messed up on any of them. Thanks.
Oh, and anybody remember Ida and Norman's birthdays? I, for the
life of me, can't, so let me know if you can. |
Went and saw "War of the Worlds" today, really liked it. Even though the character plot is completely different from the old black and white one from, I think, the 50's, if you've seen the old one you can tell how far along in the movie you are by some events taken right from the old movie. There are also a lot of plot holes that left me thinking "that just doesn't make sense", but what it does really well is delve into the things that human beings will do when their survival is at risk, both individually and en masse. Anyways, go see it for yourself, if you are so inclined, and tell me what you thought..... |
06/30/05
So, I've decided it's time to get out of debt. Well, except for the house. Over the last few years I've racked up a few credit card debts, and even though I got a second job and haven't used them in almost a year, I still don't seem to be getting anywhere (typical with credit cards). The upshot is, through some tricky financing I'm going to be paying off all the credit cards, and will be out of debt (other than the house) in 3 years. Downside : Well, I'm going to be selling the Mustang. I need the $7,000 to help pay off the cards and the savings I'll get not insuring it. But that's OK, 'cause if I had the money I'd be trading it in on a brand new Mustang, which this way in 3 years I will have the money...... |
Boy Scouts in Scotland. How many Scot Scouts does it take to feed Nessie? Oh, about 3 a day. (From a teacher I know studying in Scotland) "Boy Scouts are a common sight in Utah and are about as easy to spot -- when in full uniform -- as Mormon missionaries are. One glance is enough. Older scouts are less common here in Scotland, although I've seen plenty of younger troops at various events. But today I saw two boys of about 15 or so -- old enough to be earning what we'd call Eagles, but heaven only knows what it's called here in the UK -- in full uniform walking up the street with nicely-dressed adults in tow. I assumed they were on their way to something official. One glance was enough to reveal 2 things: they were scouts and they were Scots.The uniform had a shirt very much like our scouts shirts, complete with various badges sewn on the sleeves, and they wore kerchiefs tied in oh-so-familiar a fashion. And they wore kilts in plaids which nicely matched the khaki green of the shirts, although each boy wore a different plaid. I smiled. Scouts in kilts. Only in Scotland. ONLY in Scotland. Gotta love this place." |
"No
more Viagra for sex offenders" & "'Wedgie' led to slaying
of friend". (Today
in the "Utah" section of the Salt Lake Tribune. Viagra for sex offenders? And Medicaid (that's the taxpayers, you & me folks) have been paying for it. Um, uh, what? And yes, some guy, over at a friends house for a basketball game, got to a little friendly wrestling and then when given a wedgie, pulled out a gun and shot his friend. With friends like that, who needs enemas? |
06/29/05
Ahhhhh,
a day off. Just got done working 8 days in a row. First time in I
don't know how many years that I'll be earning overtime. Anyway, it
wasn't so bad, but I'm sure looking forward to having a day off. Kinda
of nice being able to look forward to it. Most summers I have so many
of them that by this time I'm hanging out under the viaduct just for
some human contact. Seriously though, it is nice to have some sort
of schedule and the money is going to be great. |
06/27/05
Considerate
Gangbanger or dumbass? I go into the men's room on the way out the
door after work and see grafitti on the tile wall. Along with some
gang sign is the message "F%^& the government, because the
government is f%^&ing you." (I'll let you figure out my opinion
on the message itself). Nick's got a line at his register, so I figure
I'll scrub it off for him. Grab a towel and the cleaner and head in
there. Nick says that he doesn't think the cleaner will get the marker
off the wall, but I decide to try anyways. Before even spraying it
I wipe over it with the towel, it looks kind of smudged and I want
to see how fresh it is. Lo and behold, it comes right off. Whoever
tagged our bathroom did it with dry-erase marker. Now I don't know
if they were being nice or just didn't realize what they were writing
with, but I sure appreciate it. |
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Got this in an e-mail tonight :
It was actually the whole subject title, there was no message. I should probably e-mail him back (I know he's a him because his name is Jim) and let him know that he has the wrong Steve Rossi, but since he probably got my e-mail address from here, when he sees this he'll know. I am impressed that I'm not the only one that has heard of Rossi & Allen, well except for Danny, who when he was down in Vegas one time went to a Steve Rossi show, somehow got back to talk to THE Steve Rossi, told him about me (the not-so-THE Steve Rossi), and got me a signed business card from THE Steve Rossi. (in case there ever was any question why I teach math and not english, just read that last sentence a couple times). Anyways Jim, no, I'm that that Steve Rossi. But I do appreciate the mistaken identity e-mail. |
06/26/05
Forget
about Elvis, Jerry Garcia is alive and cranky as hell. Yup, he came
into the Chevron tonight. Got a hot dog and drink and 22 cents change.
Dropped one of the dimes on the ground, got all pissed off, threw
a penny across the room and mumbles something about 'anything for
a fight' and then went to a table, sat down and ate his food. Well,
it probably wasn't really Jerry. Probably just a big guy with long
grey hair. And a bad attitude. |
06/25/05
Sorry
about the site being down for the last couple days. I've been having
trouble getting the new disk burner working with the old software,
and re-installed Ahead Nero. Well, something went skaflooie and when
I rebooted the computer I got a message, I can't remember exactly
what it said, but basically it meant "Man, you're screwed!"
Wanted repair the disk, but warned me that I would lose everything
on it by doing so. Ah, no thanks. Not unless absolutly necessary.
So I called Danny at work and we did some searching on DOS, couldn't
figure it out so he came over today with the hard drive the new computer
came with. Figured by putting that one in I could at least get the
computer going and then work from there. Nope, got the same message.
That actually was better than you might think. Means that somehow
installing Nero wiped or messed with the BIOS (memory in the computer
itself). So, since the new harddrive didn't have anything on it that
I needed, we said "yeah, what the heck, go ahead and wipe the
thing clean and reinstall stuff." So we did, put back the old
harddrives and voila, I'm back up and running. Good thing is, that
even if we had had to wipe this drive, I keep a backup of everything
on my other harddrive, so even though it would have taken a lot longer,
I would have been able to restore everything. So, remember, Backup,
backup, backup......... |
06/21/05
Blackened
catfish gives you gas. Just thought you'd like to know. Went down
to this pub on State Street with Ed Byrnes (my best friend from high
school) and Bob (another friend) called the Bayou. Great food, the
catfish was excellent and the beer list was a full page (legal sized).
Kara (Ed's wife) and Carrie (yet another friend) met us down there
after we had dinner, we had a great time. Nothing like good friends,
good food, good beer and old (embarassing) stories. Anyways, I told
Ed that I had some of the old pictures I took in high school on here,
and he mentioned that he had a hard time finding them, so here ya
go Ed (and anyone else), if you want to see a bunch of old black &
white pictures of our high school days, just
Then click on one of the "EastHigh" links. Enjoy, and remember,
it WAS 27 years ago...... |
Swamp
coolers, ahhhhhhh! I've been working 2:00 - 10:00 the last week, so
I didn't realize how hot it's been getting in the house in the afternoons
lately. Well, it got up to 95 outside today, and through the sweat
running past my eyes, I saw that it was 88 inside. Swearing because
I hate getting up on the roof, especially if there's nobody there
to dial 9-1-1 when I fall off, I settled for getting the one in the
garage going. That one's easy, it's right on the ground. Sitting on
the hood of the LTD basking in the cool air it occured to me "Man
this is stupid, I gotta at least check to see if the house cooler
is still hooked up." So, I went inside and turned on the water
and waited for the drain to start spewing. And waited. And waited.
Hmmmm, maybe I never did undo the overflow valve. Set the swamp cooler
to "High Cool" and the house is already down to 82. Probably
65 in the hall with the swamp cooler. The bad news is that I still
have to get up on the roof, I really need to change the pads. |
06/20/05
Ok,
so I left Salt Lake around 8:30 in the morning. The drive was pretty
uneventful until right after lunch. I'm back on the freeway when the
phone rings, which in itself is abnormal, since I usually turn it
off when I'm driving. I look at it and see that it's Alex calling,
and the first thing I think is "Is he already calling to see
why I'm not there yet?" So I click off the cruise control, slow
down to 80, answer the phone and he asks me where I'm at. I tell him
I just left Cedar City and am surprised that he is happy about that.
Well, it turns out that Scott and Jenn's car broke down just as they
were getting in to Mesquite, and they need me to pick up some parts
for them in St. George. Now, you'd think that finding the Subaru dealer
in St. George would be easy. Woulda been. If it hadn't really been
a Mitsubishi dealership with Subaru in white, in white brick, on one
side. Ah well, I found it and got the parts and got to Mesquite without
any further incident. We're staying in Mesquite, Nv and the triathlon
is in Hurricane, Ut, which despite being only about 40 miles out of
Mesquite, is an hour ahead time wise. This means that to get there
for the 8 am race, we have to leave our hotel at 6 am Mesquite time.
Yea! I get to sleep about midnight and have a 5 am wake up call. But
we get there on time, especially since the race started 10 minutes
late. They started with the swimming, Alex's comment after it was
"you don't realize how long a mile really is until you try it
in water." (or something like that). Lynda came out of the water
about 10 minutes before Alex and Marijke. Meanwhile, Scott, Jenn and
I were just hanging out, standing in the blazing sun trying to keep
from getting dehydrated. 10 minutes after Lynda took off on her bike,
Alex and Marijke left on theirs. They did really great on that leg
of the race, because they came in from the biking only a couple minutes
after Lynda, and all 3 of them were a lot further ahead in the race
overall than they were after the swimming leg. In other words, they
kicked ass on the biking part. After the 13 miles of biking, they
had to run 3 miles. Lynda came in first. Well, out of the 3 of them,
not in the race overall. Just a few minutes after Lynda, Alex and
Marijke came in literally together. It was cool to be there to see
the whole thing, watch as different people got in at different times
and hear the different cheering. And it was really nice to know that
Alex, Marijke and Lynda knew we were the ones there cheering them
on. And, I think, I got some really good pictures, which you can click
below to see. Anyways, after the race we headed to Chili's for some
lunch and then back to Mesquite. Where I had to deal with a flat tire
on the Mustang before I could head home. Jenn helped me get that stupid
little spare tire on the car, and then Scott drove down to the Big-O
Tires to get it fixed. Didn't cost me a dime (because I bought the
tires at Big-O), but the "20 minutes" it was supposed to
be turned out to be over an hour. Ah, well, at least it got fixed.
So, I made my rounds and said goodbye to everyone and headed back
to Salt Lake. Made it all the way to Beaver before I needed to pee,
and get gas, so I pull into the local, can you guess it?, Chevron,
where something happens that hasn't happened to me since the late
70's. Jeeze, what're you tninking? No, I didn't pee my pants. A guy
in a Chevron uniform comes out and asks me if I want to fill up and
what grade I want. Even washed the windows and checked the tires.
So's I ask him, I thought it was all self-serve. He tells me yup,
it is but when it gets slow they try to come out and give people full
service. Holy cow, thought I'd never see that again. Anyhoo, one of
my other tires had a nail in it, was already 15 lbs low even though
Big-O topped them all off. Two tires patched in one weekend, and this
time it really only took the 10 minutes he promised, although it wasn't
for free. Well, this is already too long, so time to wrap it up. Got
home safe and sound, slept well, got back to 'normal' life......... |
06/19/05
| Got the pictures
from the Triathlon up as soon as I could, so
Gotta run off to work, but I'll write about it when I get home. |
If
you want to see the 'Governator" before and after full sized,
and a few other funny pictures,