Xenia visited part of week before last and then again last week. Here are some of her pictures and comments. I like this one best:
Of course I took the picture and it is a picture of my daughter so I suppose there is the possibility of some bias.
Category Archives: Home Life
Visiting Missouri
Barb and I will be in Branson, Missouri during the middle of August to celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary. We will be visiting Ozark Pyrotechnics (who put on a dynamite shoot the week before Boomershoot 2006) as well as various activities both Barb and I will enjoy. If anyone else in the area and would like to get together for dinner or something let me know.
Quote of the day–James Huffman-Scott
That’s impressive. I’m going to have something to drink now.
James Huffman-Scott
July 6, 2006
[James just met “The Man” at Dixies.–Joe]
Quote of the day–Xenia Huffman-Scott
That is so bad-ass.
Xenia Huffman-Scott
July 1, 2006
During the movie Superman Returns as a bullet, in slow motion, hits, flattens, and drops to the ground.
[They did a very good job with the bullet. It looked very much like a real pistol bullet when it hits a steel plate.–Joe]
Update: Xenia posted on the same topic. She gives more details which I considered spoilers, but she and James insist were not.
Mt. Rainier memory
Late in our senior year of college when my wife and I first drove into Seattle for my interview with Boeing Mt. Rainier looked like this. We were enchanted.
Thanks for the memory, Shyam.
DirectXBox
I’m only about a year late on this. I’m not big on anniversaries and generally only pay attention if it’s socially required behavior.
Alex St. John wrote an article on the 10 year anniversary of Direct-X. I had a minor role in the development of Direct-X 1 and a few of the later versions. What our son James didn’t know was that his precious XBoxes were originally intended to be the game console known as “DirectXBox”. I told him last night as we were watching another few episodes of Star Gate SG-1 using his XBox 360 as a DVD player. He thought it was quite a let down to know it was named over something as mundane as that.
I should take his autographed (by Eric Engstrom) copy of Renegades of the Empire away from him.
Venn diagram of the intersection of sanity and women
Last night while helping James put together some of his new furniture for his apartment he asked me, “Are there any sane women out there?” I had to laugh. That’s a great question. I laughed even harder when I saw this post by Heather this morning (check out the pictures at the bottom of the post).
I told James I sometimes wonder about that myself. I remember after Barb went through nearly 24 hours of labor, a C-section, having her abdomen opened up with her uterus flopped out on her stomach in a cold room while it was being flushed with saline solution, put back together, numb from the nipples down (the spinal), and was shaking from the cold so bad (and she HATES being cold) that she could barely hold James, her first born. I was pretty wiped out from just watching it all happen and Barb could tell it was hard on me. Through her chattering teeth she reassured me, “It will be easier next time.”
NEXT TIME?
It could be the hormones or something but women are not sane. If they were it would mean the end of our species. James, you can either isolate yourself or you can try to enjoy the ride. It can be wild at times and it can be great at times but never expect sanity.
Busy times at home, James goes to work
The last few weeks have been very busy for me. Barb came
to Seattle to visit, then I helped James move over and get an
apartment, then Barb and Xenia came over. Xenia has a few pictures up (check out the new car James bought). I’ll have some more pictures up before too long.
James starts work (orientation actually) tomorrow morning. His
first job just out of college. Barb, who handles all the medical
questions in the family, said James asked her about his appetite.
He said he had a funny feeling in his stomach and didn’t feel like
eating. Yeah, there’s a name for that condition. It’s
called “butterflies”.
Interesting about the new car. It’s a Toyota, which is the same
manufacturer as the first car Barb and I bought and he got it at the
same dealer we did. We bought ours new (only one other car we
have bought was new when we got it) and James bought his new. We
bought ours in 1976, James got his 30 years (minus a couple months)
later. His cost about nine times as much and his starting salary
is 5.25 times as much as mine was the next fall.
School teacher posts picture of “vagina cake”
A high school teacher posts on his blog a picture of a cake one of his female students decorated as a vagina during menstruation. Only some sort of pervert that would do this, right?
Context is important. It was from Xenia’s anthology. I’m fine with it. Anyone going moonbatty on this guy will get my ridicule (okay, so it’s not that big of a threat).
Quote of the day–Raymond Chen
It would be unreasonable to expect the HTML parser to be able to understand every language both present and future. (At least not until clairvoyance has been perfected.)
Raymond Chen
June 5, 2006
[I absolutely love this quote. Understatement in the first sentence followed by the only known exception to the stated rule. Succinct yet complete encapsulation of the situation. Some people get annoyed at me when I find exceptions to their overly broad generalizations but I think they are an essential component of understanding the situation and almost always just trying to help. Today, as most days, Raymond is my technological and word-smithing hero.-Joe]
Xenia’s pictures of Sara
That’ my youngest daughter behind the camera and my (so called) adopted daughter in front of the lens. I’m impressed by both. My favorite of the collection:
Heinlein in leather
One of my children’s favorite high-school teachers (and a former Marine and a Boomershooter), Mr. Kaag, wrote to tell me:
I know that you probably have the complete Heinlein in a jumble of various paperback and hardback editions, as I do.
Did you know that after The Master died, Virginia renewed all of the copyrights? The lady has a whim of steel—as the most popular Science Fiction writer ever, his publisher wanted to continue to print copies of the canon, and when they asked her for permission, she acceded. But, and here’s the kicker, she politely required they put back in all of the stuff they had taken out because it wasn’t “politically-correct”, like the pro-gun parts of “Red Planet”. So the Heinlein published in the last 5 years or so is all unexpurgated. You might want some new copies. There’s a bunch more to “Stranger”, for example.
And speaking of which, Virginia is no longer among us and the Robert A. and Virginia Heinlein Foundation has done a joint venture with Meisha-Merlin Books, and is publishing the complete collection of Heinlein, including some previously-unpublished articles and speeches, in a fine leather-bound collection for about $2500 on up.
Here’s the URL: www.meishamerlin.com
I am saving up my shekels.
With a $2200 minimum entry price I’m going to have to pass but I’ll do some drooling.
The boldest
I was almost asleep a few minutes ago and the phone rang. Xenia was calling. It must be one of three dire emergencies I thought. Those were, not necessarily in the matter of importance to her: 1) Someone is hurt or is very sick or dead; 2) Her Internet connection is down; 3) Her website is down.
I was wrong. She wanted to know if I had read her Live Journal recently. “How recently?” I had read the posting from yesterday sometime. Nope that wasn’t it. She wanted to know if I had read it in the last 10 minutes. “No, why?” I couldn’t imagine what was so important. She told me she posted the email she got from her English teacher on her anthology that I quoted from the other day.
I was wide awake now. Did I need to immediately drive home and be ready to dance on the English teachers desk with muddy boots when he showed up tomorrow morning? I couldn’t quite tell from Xenia’s tone of voice. It could be she was very happy with what he said and it could be she was smug with the knowledge that someone was going to get what they deserved for trashing the hard work of Daddy’s little girl.
The important part is as follows (emphasis in the original email):
Xenia:
This just may be the most beautiful anthology I’ve ever read.
It is the boldest.
That’s my girl he’s talking about!
Update: This is the teachers blog posting on the topic.
Weekend in Orofino–day three
We walked from our motel to the Ponderosa and had breakfast. Then walked up the street to the church where we got married:
From our motel room balcony we watch the VFW do a 21-gun salute on the bridge for Memorial Day. Then we drove to my parents place and said hi before driving back to Moscow.
It has been a wonderful weekend.
Weekend in Orofino–day two
We got up a little earlier on Sunday and drove up the Lochsa river:
We stopped to watch the rafters going through the white water:
Even though it was raining we hiked up the trail to Jerry Johnson Hotsprings:
We expected that because of the rain we would be the only ones there. There were six people in the first pool and eight in the second. We sat in the first pool for several hours and talked and talked to a couple from Montanna that come to the springs several times a year. People came and went but mostly came and about 17:30 there must have been 15 people in the pool and standing around. The other couple, Marty and Cheryl, invited us back to their camper for dinner. We hiked back down the trail with them:
We ate with them and talked and talked and finally about 22:00 we left on our two hour drive back to Orofino and our motel room.
Weekend in Orofino–day one
We drove down to Orofino last night (after my five hour drive from the Seattle area) and checked into the Lodge at River’s Edge. It is, literally, on the rivers edge. This is the view from our balcony:
I looked around at the other balconies, but mine was the only one with a beautiful woman on it.
I didn’t look in the other rooms but my bed had a woman it in. Although I doubt most rooms were furnished as well as this one I was pleased with my good fortune:
It rained today which meant that going for the walk didn’t quite work out as we had planned. We ended up telling housekeeping to go away and not come back and we didn’t leave the motel until almost 1:00 PM.
We drove to the Dent campground to eat our picnic lunch. But the rain hadn’t stopped and the wind was picking up. We ate in the Jeep as the rain came down:
On the way back we stopped at Canyon Creek Campground and walked out to the water’s edge. We saw a trail to go hiking on but it was too wet and we left after taking a few pictures:
We drove back to our motel and then had dinner at the nearby restaurant. Excellent food, the waitress was the daughter of one of our high school classmates (Danny Reed), and we had a wonderful view from our table:
After dinner we went to Lisa’s graduation.
Update: I forgot to add the following picture and explanation. We stopped at the pullout and took some pictures in the road where we first kissed each other–over 30 years ago:
Lisa graduates from Orofino High School
Our niece, Lisa Huffman, graduated tonight from the same school Barb and I graduated from 33 years ago. And 30 years ago, to the day, her parents graduated from the same school. Lisa, being validictorian, gave a very nice speech and mentioned her parents graduating 30 years ago. She said quite a bit about her parents and I saw her mother wiping tears from her eyes.
Here are a couple pictures taken with my crappy camera phone:
Mom, Lisa’s grandmother, is looking at the camera with her dad and mom (red and white) just to the right.
Lisa in the center of the picture.
A visit from my girlfriend
Last Wednesday my girlfriend for the last 30+ years, Barbara, flew into SeaTac (I work in the Seattle area) from Idaho. Even with the extra few days together it seemed we didn’t have enough time together or to do the things we wanted to do. We had lunch with HsuanHua on Thursday. I introduced Barb to my work associates on noon Friday. Friday night we went to dinner and a movie (The Da Vinci Code–good, but not as good as the book) with my roommates. Saturday morning we went hiking on Mt. Si then had lunch with Michelle before we drove back home to Moscow together.
And every night we tested out the new sheets I bought for my bed. At 600 threads per inch they are almost like satin sheets without the problems (a small amount of sweat cause satin sheets to stick to your skin). Even at $100 for the set (King size) they are worth it.
Soon, we hope, the visits and the testing of the sheets will be much more frequent.
Pronunciation
Our kids harass Barb and me whenever we mispronounce certain words. “Wash” and “Washington” are two of the biggies (we grew up pronouncing “wash” as “worsh”) but “creek” (it came out as “crick”) gets a fair amount of attention also. I actually appreciate being corrected and work at incorporating the corrections. Barb does not appreciate it and at times threatens the kids (and occasionally me for agreeing that, technically, they are correct) with various types of retaliation and furthermore declares she will pronounce words just as she always has–which of course just means she told the kids they have a button to push almost anytime they want to use it.
It turns out it isn’t just in our household pronunciation is sometimes an issue. Heather Armstrong nearly had me falling out of my chair in laughter with her pronunciation (MP3) of “crayon” with which her husband disagrees with. Her entire post on the topic is here and probably will get at least a chuckle from you.
Blog was down
Yeah. I know my blog has been down for over 24 hours. I don’t know why. This is the second time. The first time was just before Boomershoot. Both then and today I simply didn’t have any time to work on figuring it out and bring it back up. Both times it came back on it’s own. Probably something my hosting provider figured out and fixed.
Yesterday and today I was busy with graduation stuff. My son, James, and his cousin were graduating from the University of Idaho–at different times. Pretty much scrambled my entire day today–I hate ceremonies. But James and I did go see Mission Impossible III tonight. Pretty good flick. Plot holes, of course, but still pretty good.