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Jan 13, 2012

Trips for work can be interesting

June 4, 2006 to Las Vegas Lightfair

From my window in Las Vegas

THE FLIGHT

Our plane was supposed to leave at 6:05, but it left the ground at 10:15, leaving me stuck with Red Necks on there way to a pool tournament in Vegas for 7 and a half hours. They took up the plane and acted like it was theirs. They whistled at the stewards the first time she walked buy, and one of them used their camera-cell phone to take a picture up her skirt when she went buy with the cart. These guys were low-life’s. They had BO, BB (bad breath), long skanky hair, tattoos, and big ugly girl friends.

We watched King Kong before we even got in the air, and last Holliday (Queen Latifa) once we were no loner run-way-bound.

Cathy Ed and I get out of the airport almost 2:00 in the morning. I woke up at 6:30 with my tonsillitis hurting and I couldn't go back to sleep.

LIGHT FAIR 2006

Lightfaire was pretty cool; however I wish I would have spent more time. I only had time to hang out at the big exhibits: Lithonia, Cooper, Square-D, GE, and a couple of others. Also I’m not a very sophisticated traveler. For instance, I cut my floor time short on Wednesday to check out on time when I could have had an extended check out.

Myclob

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You should put all your photos from your kids 2nd birthdays on the same page

Images that agree:

Alison turning 2

Myclob

Jan 10, 2012

It was a good choice for me to work at Camp Morrison in McCall Idaho in 1993, 94, and 95

Reasons to agree:

I learned how to row.
I got good at canoeing, small boat sailing, and snorkeling.
I met some cool people.
I learned how to Eskimo roll in a kayak.
I learned how to live on my own, and take care of myself.
You get a sense of who you are living alone and in a new place.
You get to know people pretty well living with them. I met a lot of cool people (Gomer, Lumpy, Bryan, Brad, Nathan, Emily,

Reasons to disagree:

I made less than minimum wage. I worked more than 8 hours, but got paid minimum wage for an 8 hour day.
I met some cool people, but I didn't spend time with the most important people in my life, my family and the people I was going to school with.
Rowing, canoeing, small boat sailing, and snorkeling are not marketable, or used very often.

I worked for 3 summers in McCall on the aquatic staff of Camp Morrison. While in McCall I:

mounted a potato gun to our sail boat

A potato gun is made with PVC. A small section with a large adapter. You spray hair spray, or other combustible material (not sure if hair spray is as combustible any more) into the large section. Using a lighter ignite (we used a kerosene lantern igniter) shoots the potato that is crammed into the small end. Mount this to a sail bloat and you are a fricken pirate.

broke helmets while wearing them,

Above Fall Creek McCall are some very steep trails. Going off jumps on these mountains causes you to go up in the air, at the same time that the mountain falls out beneath you. Go to the peak, and you'll go past the jump that I broke my helmet on.

worked as a life-guard. Taught: Canoeing, Row-Boating, Small Boat Sailing, Swimming, Life-Saving, snorkeling
played a lot of hackey-sack, 700
rode my bike 2 or 3 miles to every meal,
used an outhouse and took a shower in the outdoors,
chased deer,
listened to a lot of Nirvana, Primus,
had my first room-mates,
recorded my first sleep-talker
and constantly feared running into bears when ridding back to my tent at night on dirt roads

Below are some photos.

On the way to Kayaking down the Middle fork of the Salmon. 0 for 3 combat eskimo rolls. This truck had an 8-track, that played Nirvana nonstop. The year Kurt took his life.

The row boats tied to the dock. The lake is very smooth, as it typically was this time of night. A troup could borrow the canoes and go to Cougar Island. They could take their tents and backpacks, or just go for the evening. We would help them get into the canoes, and shove off.

Chris Gonzales trying to look tough. He was the aquatics director after Gomer Williams.

Me trying to look tough

Me with cosmetic glasses made from spiral notebook and the
shirt that Megan and I picked out from Sadie Hawkins

Me watching a snorkeling outing on North Beach

There was a hill on the beach with a log and a table to sit and draw, and
write. It was a great place to think about stuff..

The entry to the water front. The buddy system/swimmer board, flag pole,
look out tower / storage cabinet.

I'm the 2nd from the right. Adam ?, Nathan Fisher, Brad Bishop, me, Bryan Rich

The Canoes looking @ cougar island. Lake is usually calm like
this in the morning.

A couple of family of geese on the calm lake

Bryan, behind the life-guard tent

Myclob

Jan 9, 2012

I have lived in a lot of different places

I have lived in:

2 homes with my parents in Nampa
2 Tents and a "cabin" in McCall (1 tent at the top of the mountain, and 1 tent at the water front)
5 or 6 apartment in Tennessee and Kentucky
And 6 places with Megan. Below are some of the places I've lived

Our 2nd apartment, on Boise Avenue. A sketch I did of our front room.

My 1st Home (may be when I came home from hospital)

Home summer of 1994

My dad helping Megan and I moving out of our 1st apartment

The crib in 2004

Home 2004

My current home (Christmas Morning 2011)

Myclob

You can form emotional attachment to objects that transport you

Images that agree:

My son's puddle Line

My son at the Bolingbrook High School Parking Lot

My dad giving my son a ride. My dad loves himself some 4-wheeler,
and knows Owyhee County like the back of his hand.

James and I, 2006ish, on Meg K's bike

With some money that I was able to get from my job at Miner's RV, I bought my first car when I was 14. It was a 1986 ford escort, 2-door, hatch-back, with automatic seat-belts. I bought it from my dad for $500 dollar (photos of each car to follow later).

Bike in the snake-swamp at Camp
Morison in McCall

At Bogus basin above Boise. I'm the one on the right.

After getting too many tickets, Al-State would no longer insure me. So I rode my bike to school a good portion of my Senior Year. Nothing says chick magnet like pulling up to school on a bicycle...

My bike with random water-colors and ink

My parents mailed my bike to me in Tennessee

Video of Ali and James ridding a bike we got from the Chipmans

James Chasing Finnley on his Tricycle

I "walked" for 2 years, ever other week in Tennessee on my Mission, and put lots of miles on my Dr. Martins

My big wheel. Mine.

Big Wheel and Banana Seat Bike

Websites that agree:

Laub Life: Memories of a Mazda

Myclob

The Laubs are good artists

James at my work, drawing the sun saying, "Nice Picture". The moon saying: "all I'm waiting for is night", a cloud saying, "I like to fly", a bird saying, "all I'm waiting for is food", James saying, "I like outside", me saying, "What!", a tree saying, "I like the sun", and a flower saying, "me to".

Drawing Teachers: 1992

In Jr. High I started drawing teachers as a way to look at a teacher without really paying attention. I know it is not great art, but I really like the concept of sharing sketches (see Dan Price's moonlight chronicles).

I think sketching forces you to look at the world, and sharing sketches is a great way of seeing a moment of time through someone else's eyes. Its doesn't do anything profound, or teach you any great lessons, unless the subject matter is great, but I think it is sort of fun and interesting.