Last time we rented out our house… someone left an impression… in the wall. Preventative measures were taken to prevent such atrocities in the future via a section of 2×4 and a piece of carpet which were laying around… today I am happy to introduce to you a new counter measure in the form of a new doorstop acquired from the ReStore for 50¢. (No popping tags).
Katja, we don’t swim because some coach thinks we have skill, or because some race will be easily won, or because we like some teammate. We swim because the water needs a swimmer like us and deserves the fastest we can give it.
It is a well known fact that Paterson’s like to vacuum.
My grandmother vacuumed a dog. My aunt vacuumed her pool. My son vacuumed his uncle’s house, and I vacuum my gutters.
Katja has been a big help getting the new fence in place.
Earlier this year I stained the boards
I do woodworking. One of the things I have been thinking about is the life-cycle of our waste products. For example, the sawdust. It is frequent that wood workers are now integrating plastic products into their production processes and shaping them with the same tools used for wood. I have done this with Plexiglas and the image below from Willamette Valley General Contractors shows the worker cutting a Trex decking like material and wood. Typically in these set ups there is no clean-up process to remove plastic shavings from the environment. The process is to set up an outdoor workstation and make sure everything looks neat when the job is done. We don't set up our wood shops to consider the differences between wood and plastics materials either. So what do we do with these plastic shavings and how are those impacting our environment? When we cut materials outside do we just expect the plastic to integrate with the environment?
Image of Willamette Valley General Contractors cutting deck material.
Katja has been a great help in creating new lights and doing various house projects. It has been a lot of learning about tools.
I have the immense joy of listening to Katja play many songs on the piano by ear. She picks them out perfectly after several tries using both black and white keys. I reflect on my own challenges in learning music as a child. When I tried to play on my Casio 210 sound tone bank I never played the black keys. It was as if they were in another class of toggles that needed special permission to depress. I never had the level of support that she does (from her mother and me), but as I help her I am refreshed in my memories of music from my childhood. For example, Why, WHY, is the Key of G-Major the key of one sharp? And why is that sharped note F#? It should be called the Key of F#. Or if it were to be organized by alphabetical order then a key with no sharps should be the Key of A (they partially got this right with A-minor) and then the key of one sharp should be the Key of B, two sharps would be the Key of C, and so forth. The terminological labels are out of control in music.
Open Access Books should not be blocked in Google viewer
It is annoying that:
So I buy blueberries for my kids and they leave them til they mold. The neighbors’ bush goes ripe and they pick three quarts and eat nothing but blueberries all day.
Here is what’s left
I thought I was doing well till I got to the locker room today and talked to the high schoolers. I asked them how far they swim in a week. 50km—that is insane. Two practices a day at 7-8k a practice. I’m so far off from state level. Granted a young high schooler could be my kid.
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