Symmetry

Son-in-law Caleb and I went to the range on Saturday to practice for the steel match on Sunday. He hasn’t shot pistol much. A lot of rifle shooting under his belt but hardly any pistol experience. He did okay on Sunday. There was a certain amount of symmetry in the results–he came in third from the bottom and I came in third from the top.

That placement isn’t really fair however. Two of the shooters that came in above Caleb were shooting a .22. Caleb was shooting full power .40 S&W loads.

I still have some work to do with him. He’ll get better. I’ll let Kim keep him for a while longer.

Here are some pictures from the match:


Match winner, “Bad Bad Michael Brown” leaving the box under full power and doing a mag change at the same time


Caleb needs a few lessons on grip and posture


I didn’t realize it but Caleb took some pictures of me as I was leaving the same box as Mike above–mag change in progress as well.

Interesting–just rambling mostly

Heather and Jon were married twenty six years and four days after Barb and I. Heather is the origin of the word “dooced“. She now blogs full time successfully enough to support her husband and child.

This week I received my first performance review after going to work full time at Microsoft last year. I was shocked to discover the size of the bonuses and stock grants (James called me up immediately after his review and reported similar shock, “That is a lot of money!”). Even counting the lost pay after being dooced myself (I still need to finish writing up the full story–lots of interesting details about what really happened) in about four or five years I will be financially better off that I would have been had I stayed at the lab. I would rather do the work (for the most part) I was doing at the lab but financially I can’t complain.

Quote of the day–G. Eric Engstrom

Dear Jamie,

Money is the root of all evil. A man does need roots.

Remember to dream with your eyes open so you can act on them to make them real.

G. Eric Engstrom
March 23, 2000

Inscription inside the front cover of Renegades of the Empire: How Three Software Warriors Started a Revolution Behind the Walls of Fortress Microsoft
[This inscription was addressed to our son James–who now works at Microsoft. The book is about Eric, Craig Eisler, and Alex St. John. I worked for them when I first started doing contract work for Microsoft in 1995. I’ve known Eric for about 20 years now starting when we both worked for Zortech (they sold a C/C++ compiler for MSDOS and later OS/2 and Windows). While researching this quote, much to my surprise, I discovered Craig is now back at Microsoft.–Joe]

Xenia’s face is made of rubber

She tends to put her best face forward but sometimes she is a slacker and just doesn’t care.

Honeymoon picture

Daughter Kim and Caleb are on their (belated) honeymoon. They have sent us over 500 pictures so far. Here is one of the better ones:

As usual Kim is wearing a smile that would make my face hurt, although Xenia claims Kim has my smile.

Cliff hanger

James and I just finished the last episode of season one of Andromeda. They really know how to do a cliff hanger. The odds are several trillion Magog (really nasty types that think humans are only good for their carcasses to lay eggs in) to “no one left conscious” except one who appears to have switched sides.

James and I are liking it–especially Tyr. Tyr reminds us a lot of Jayne in Firefly only much smarter. But that means he is smart enough to have some tact if it’s needed. Jayne is much more entertaining but as a crew-mate I’d choose Tyr.

Montana visit

Barb and I are going to be visiting Columbia Falls Montana next month. If you are in the area and would like to meet for lunch or go on a hike in Glacer National Park send me an email and we’ll see if our schedules match.

Xenia gets a real bed

She’s almost 19 years old now so we figured it was time she could have a real bed rather than that broken down, hand-me-down crib she has been sleeping for the last 18+ years. The older kids got a bed as soon the next kid came along and needed the crib. Xenia is the youngest and we kept telling her that “Just like with James and Kim, when the next kid comes along you can have a real bed.”  She finally figured out there wasn’t going to be another kid and she demanded we replace the crib. We knew she would figure it out eventually, but we were hoping she would get job or something first so she could pay for it. No such luck.

A co-worker of Barb’s gave her a queen-size bed frame a week or so ago and we “just” had to find a box spring and mattress for it. Barb had to work this weekend so Xenia and I went shopping for several hours on Saturday. Those things are really expensive! We saw one set that was $1500. The very cheapest was $400. Xenia tested them all and her happiness at the prospect of getting a “real bed” was clearly visible:

We selected one of Xenia’s favorites that was on the low end of the price range and scheduled delivery for today. They said “1:00 o’clock”. At 1:03 Xenia called me to tell me they weren’t there yet. I tried to keep her calm until they showed up but after 16 minutes (and 27 seconds) I gave up and told her to wait until 1:30 and then, if she wanted, to call them and ask.

The mattress finally did arrive, Xenia put on the new sheets and comforter, took pictures, posted in her Live Journal about it, then promptly went to sleep on it–in the middle of the afternoon. She was still asleep when Barb came home from work.

P.S. I was just messing with you during the first paragraph.

CaTTy

I asked Barb to sit on my lap while I watched the video about Beth’s 12 egg omelette (via Ry). When it was over Barb asked, “What’s CaTTy about?” I had no idea so we watched it. Barb laughed so hard I thought she was going to tip over our chair. When it was over she said, “Send that to Xenia.” Xenia has two cats.

Yup. It is pretty good.

Video: CaTTy

Poetry in Motion

My son, Alex and I went to the range last weekend.  He wanted to confirm zero on his rifle before the start of hunting season, and I wanted to do the same with a 50 caliber muzzleloading caplock rifle.

I don’t know how explain this, but it wasn’t until we were half way home that I again realized the fact that I had any problems or concerns in life at all– they had completely gone away for the time we spent at the range.

I hadn’t experienced anything like this in, I don’t know how long. Talk about “Zen and the Art of the Rifle” which is the title of one of Oleg’s recent posts.

Alex had some of his custom ammo left over from the Boomershoot, and since the bullet manufacturer says their VLD is also a decent hunting bullet, he decided to use that accurized load for hunting this year.  I won’t tell you the size of his 200 yard group (he fired a total of four rounds that day– three at 200 and one at 50, to get a first-hand feel for the difference in POI) partly because it would be bragging, but mostly because you wouldn’t believe it anyway, coming as it did from a “mere” Ruger M77 MKII.  I had to explain to him that this was something remarkable, and yet maybe I shouldn’t have bothered.

It was one of those few days in life wherein one can truly say one was “at peace”.  But you don’t realize its happening until its over.

Ry moves on

Ry turned in his notice today.

I received a call on my way to work this morning. It was Ry’s new employer doing a reference check. By the time I checked with Ry about 15:00 he had received and accepted their offer.

Ry works just around the corner and down the hall from me. In two weeks he will be working in downtown Seattle instead of Redmond.

Heavy sigh.

It must be the season

My sister-in-law got hers this spring. I had mine two months ago. Ry had his today. President Bush is having his on Saturday.

More wedding stuff

Xenia just posted this wonderful video of Kim’s wedding.

These posts and pictures have been up for a while but I didn’t link to them at the time they were posted because I knew there were more coming:

Synchronicity in the wedding

Trivia/synchronicity about Kim and her wedding:

  • When Kimberly Joe Huffman-Scott was born her mother, Barb, was the same age as Barb’s mom was when Barb was born (31 years-old)
  • When Kim was born her father, me, was the same as my mom was when I was born (30 years-old)
  • Kim was 172 days younger than her mother when she married and only 40 days older than her father
  • After the ceremony as Kim and I danced the boat sailed past the motel where Barb and I had our honeymoon and we celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary

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Kim and I practicing our dance earlier in the day
(Photo by Xenia Joy)

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Xenia and I earlier on the day of the wedding
(Photo by Xenia Joy)

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Kim’s garter
(Photo by Xenia Joy)

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The bride and her parents
(Photo by Xenia Joy)

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Kim and Xenia prior to the ceremony

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Barb and I dance in the foreground, Kim and Caleb in the center background
(photo by Xenia Joy)

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Kim and I dancing for real
(photo by Xenia Joy)

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More of Kim and I dancing for real (can you tell what, if anything, I’m “packing”, how, and where?)
(photo by Xenia Joy)

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Dillon Precision Range Bag containing a video camera and accessories, a SureFire 6P flashlight, and a 22-round magazine loaded with 180 grain SXT Winchester Ranger .40 S&W

More photos on Xenia’s Live Journal here and here.

Kim, Caleb, and ladybugs

When Kim was in the Kindergarten we were living in Sandpoint, Idaho. She would take her backpack with ladybug marking on it to school to carry her books and stuff. There was this older boy, a Fourth grader, that made fun of her about the ladybug backpack. The next year we moved to Moscow and Kim didn’t have to deal with him anymore.

Kim graduated from Moscow High School and a year or so later moved to Coeur d’Alene Idaho. Shortly after arriving she was introduced to Caleb by a friend of hers. They talked and talked and discovered they both went to grade school at the same time in Sandpoint. They figured out that it was Caleb who teased Kim about her ladybug backpack. Kim and Caleb were married on Saturday.

For one of our wedding presents we gave them a set of a ladybug suitcase, a ladybug backpack, and a small ladybug backpack. Before the boat upon which the wedding ceremony took place left the dock a ladybug landed near one of the bouquets. I got a picture of it before it flew away:

I’ll be posting some more pictures from the wedding soon. Watch for more ladybug pictures.

Barb was right

Remember what Barb said yesterday?

She was right.

Oh, side note. Kim and Caleb made nearly all the explosives for Boomershoot 2007. It’s nice to have him in the family.

Quote of the day–Barbara Scott

By this time tomorrow night your daughter will be a married woman.

Barbara Scott
July 6, 2007
[That would be our daughter; Kimberly Joe Huffman-Scott. In case you didn’t know, my full name is Joseph Kim Huffman.–Joe]

Academia and other nonsense

Phil has a post up about the recent Supreme Court ruling on using race as a criteria for determining which school a child is to attend. The commies in the Seattle media and schools are going nuts and Phil takes them to task:

Leave the social work to the social workers. Schools are a place where instruction is supposed to happen. The only real lessons that the Seattle School District seem to favor are those of “If you’re not white or Asian you will need the government’s help or you will never succeed” and “If you are white or Asian, you’re only succeeding because of privilege” being taught in all twelve grades.

Disgusting.

This reminds me of when my son James took an honors level sociology class as a freshman in college. The first assignment was to write an essay on how the luck of his birth (white, male, upper middle class) enabled him to get into this “special” class. He wrote that it wasn’t luck. He had worked hard and gotten A’s in every class since the fourth grade. He got a “D” on that assignment. We counseled him he had four options. 1) Drop the class; 2) Suck it up and take the grade even though he knew he was right; 3) Make a big stink about it with her, and if necessary, the administration; 4) Give her what she wanted even when he knew it was flat out wrong. It was his choice to make but we would support whichever route he choose. He choose 4) and got an “A” in the class and to this day we refer to that class as the “socialism class”.

Choosing to give the instructor what she wanted was probably his mother’s influence. I had numerous similar things happen when I was in grade school but usually in science and math classes. I always went with 2) or 3). I always got very high scores on standardized tests and occasionally the results were literally “off the chart” but my grades were only a little above average. Sometimes you pay a price for being right.

Different eyes

Xenia has her own collection of pictures from the vacation and family reunion last week. She has a little different viewpoint than I did. Plus, she has better pictures.

I don’t know why anyone would want to live in Idaho

There’s nothing but red-necked, knuckle-dragging, Neanderthals living in Idaho. Those cretins marry their cousins, they let kids play with guns, the women are ugly, and they even play with explosives. People from places like California, Florida, and Chicago who visit should just spend their tourist dollars quickly and go home before they get shot or something. I just got back from vacation and have the photographic evidence:

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Phones like this are still in active use (my parents ring is three shorts). I had to explain to the tourists how to use this one at the Powell Ranger Station.

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The plants are damaged. It’s probably from all the gunfire and exposives nearby.

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Children with assault weapons!

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More guns and kids!

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Me, the Cease Fear Instructor–Gays and Queers take note.

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I think this is supposed to be the state flower or something.

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Just over the border into Montanna near Lolo Hot Springs

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Caleb on the rocks above Lolo Hot Springs.

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Caleb and Kim above Lolo Hot Springs.

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Daughter Kimberly Joe at Johnsons Bar on the Selway river. This is what you get when cousins (Barb and I) have kids.

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Johnsons Bar on the Selway River. White water is dangerous you know.

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Caleb and Kim. Can you tell they are going to be married soon?

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Nancy says the scar on her nose doesn’t show nearly as much as it used to. She probably got it while in a fight with her sister Barbara over who was going to marry their cousin Joe.

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Tourists from Chicago and Florida spending money.

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The guide took their money and led them off into the woods. I haven’t seen or heard from the tourists since.

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Another example of when cousins have kids. Daughter Xenia whose expression says, “Don’t bug me when I’m taking pictures.”