Far thee well, August. We’ll miss ya.

Probably won’t miss the earthquakes. Nor the hurricane. Sweltering heat? Nope.
Wonderful weddings? well, yeah …

congrats again, guys

So, I sit here with the windows open, letting the cool evening breeze flow through our house. Playing some Crash Test Dummies while pondering what to write. What to share.
Just got back from catching Captain America with Bethy – much better than I thought it would be – and we stayed in the theater long enough to see the future – next summer is gonna rock!!

I’m crafting this pithtastic update using an alternate home computer setup – my trusty HP tablet decided it was done with my line of ‘net surfing and Picasa abuse – so a mere 6 weeks later I’ve pushed my life onto the Toshiba I had in reserve, did some magic with the RAM from the HP, a 500gb drive from an portable drive I had, threw Win 7 Pro onto it, and … it seems to be doing ok.

The good thing about tripping over something so very everyday as the health and ability of your own personal computer is that I had to face the question – does it really matter? Why would I tie my happiness to a collection of silicon and plastic? Also, where are all my files? my installation discs? my music? my pictures? and when I can’t place my hands on these files, what does THAT mean to me and my life? Ah, the questions of the ages, eh?

In other news, in my mail I get links to cool websites via the fine people at ‘the webbys’ award organization. Recently they showed me Ecosia – a search portal that supposedly giving money to good causes. Previously I had taken a look at DuckDuckGo – a search portal that promises not to record your personal search history.

Speaking of personal history (so that just like how elephants never forget, neither do we) –

Last August Boo and I and Morgan and Bethy headed to lake Mayo. No incidents revolving around scott’s Dukes of hazzard impersonation, Ramona and a ditch happened. Just wanted to set that straight.

In other awesome things past? Matty & Jo-anne – happy then!

Hot air balloon. Really Matt, you’re awesome! And mucho congrats you guys – hope Tennessee treated you well! Not forgetting. elephants never forget. How about the great unpredictable path that is our lives? The recent National Geographic has a nice spread on orphaned elephants in Africa, and those who become the care takers. Makes me happy to think of people doing good things for others, not only for themselves. We might need more of that soon.

Been watching some movies to kill time while rearranging the home office area, and due to various degrees of ‘it’s so damn hot outside, but nicely air conditioned here inside’ – titles include the short Spider, which is from the same people who made The Square – both Aussie sensible, and both made Boo exclaim ‘what the hell’ – not feel good hits of the summer, that’s for sure! Did end up liking Bryan Brown in Risk, which is also Aussie. I did like and would recommend Blind Horizon with Val, Inferno: The Making of the Expendables with all the tough guys, but really hearing Sly talk about making movies, while seeing the behind the scenes shots is cool; Blitz, which is a Statham vehicle in which he doesn’t take off his shirt; Two Hands, which has an extremely young Heath staring in it; The Terminator which wow – flashback to the past – wow!
See a trend here? Neither do I. But yay for Netflix.

Also, sis-in-law is taking to posting some Daily Dalai!
Some people, sweet and attractive, and strong and healthy, happen to die young. They are masters in disguise teaching us about impermanence. ~Dalai Lama

Thanks – that’s awesome!

Ok, like always, this is but the tip of the iceberg that is scott’s ideas to write about.

And like always I hope you are doing well, that you’re feeling hopeful and loved. Cause you are. Probably just as much as Tim was, though his Often Awesome Army really kicks ass. Just ask Dan!

}S{ | dona nobis pacem |

“Keep Calm and Carry On” or “Keep Calm … and Cupcakes!”

So, how was the beach scott?

Ah the beach … it was nice to get away and be completely chillin for a week.
Not that the beach was the coolest place on earth – but the ocean was always refreshing!
We got to chill with Betty and Sean, got to know Kyle and Jessie better, and met Ferrell & Max & Ruby – yay!

Toes in the sand!

(as I sit and push and select pics for my picasa album… a song that crashed my a few months back. plucks strings attached to my soul through my heart … from my ears?? Marc Cogman – Chiarscoro… pulls and pushes, up and down through my un-named feelings and fears. so damn beautiful, so damn scary)

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so, this is a few weeks old, but a decent entry to recalling our escape to the outerbanks. First time out there, and I can see why people get excited by it (looking at you Leigh-Ann and Amy!)

As mentioned above we went as a group and had a great time.
We stayed here:

Ok, maybe not here…
How about this one?
yeah, not here either.
This is a shot from the house where we stayed…
Where the pups splashed in the pond

and friends hungout

where delicious treats were made!

and tasty meals were enjoyed

we took ferry rides (and smooched)

and we took golf cart rides with our hats

where we were friendly and perl-jam-alicious!

where kite photography was as easy as it seems…

where the quadrupeds were hopeful

and scott got lucky

where we stopped at a scary place

on our way to our happy place

where our puppy was happy to see us!!
 Suspect that if you click through these pics will take you to a very large collection of pics from scott on the vacation road (200 or so) – you’ve been warned!!
It was good, we had a great time, and I look forward to our next visit to the sea!
ciao,
}S{ | dona nobis pacem |

“Keep Calm and Carry On” or “Keep Calm … and Cupcakes!”

So wait a day, and things change…

did I mention lately how we’ve been deep into the heart and heat and thickness of summer? Well, yes. We are. But this morning – I am not a meteorologist, but I was asked to be one once – for some divine reason, it was windows down, sunshine on my soul, damn I wish I could just drive around all day kind of morning. Woot!

Guess the temps are low 70s – the humidity is up in the clouds where it’s supposed to be, and … yeah. A nice way to start the day. So thanks to who ever is controlling our weather (the north koreans??) – I needed this.

Hope you are enjoying your weather, if it’s nice. If not, well – feel free to bitch about it. One of human-kinds oldest professions …

Also, a picture of Blue …

what a happy tongue!

ciao,

}S{ | dona nobis pacem |

“Keep Calm and Carry On” or “Keep Calm … and Cupcakes!”

why hello there early August…

and just how are you, my little sweltering bowl of hot hot hotness?? good? great … though have to say, I can glance to the bottom of my calendar here at work and see ‘september’ which if I recall correctly is greek for ‘holy hell that was a hot hot summer’ … I think.

Heading into work today, rolled past these guys…

got to thinking … wow – can’t really complain about anything – my job, the heat, nothing… also got to wondering – remember how in the late 70’s and throughout the 80s we had some ‘post-‘Nam’ cinema – classics like Rambo, unknowns like ‘Ruckus’, and even worse ones I recall watching on Saturday afternoons on HBO in Upstate… couldn’t tell you a title if I had to.

I recall all this frenzied urgent angry depictions of Vietnam era veterans. Billy Jack. Most every Chuck Norris character up until Walker … any character that needed an edge had ex-military time in the jungles of Southeast Asia. Most everyone on Magnum P.I., right?

There was this sense that we had done bad by the returning vets – that even though the US government’s actions in the war/conflict were despicable, treating the vets as badly as they were treated was wrong. From that mindset came the memorial in DC on The Mall. From that memorial came books crafted from the letters, notes, and trinkets left at the Wall.

The US forces have had a hell of a fall so far – ups and downs. Worst month in Afghanistan. Even saw video shot at the funeral of a local soldier on the news the other day. But I have to wonder… aren’t we just repeating the shit we did in the mid 70s? Do we treat our vets any better? Is it any different – again? Hell, I’d argue that we have chosen as a country to push them behind the media curtain that BushCo created, and we’re thankful for that.

10 years in, do you know anyone who’s gone ‘over there’? Do you know anyone who’s come back not the same person who left? I don’t – it feels weird and wrong frankly – and I know I’ve posted before about how I want so badly to have done something – anything – to show support for the troops, anger and disdain for the puppet masters – but really, I’ve glided through this shitty time just like everyone else.

Today I saw a small group of military vehicles – the first time I’ve seen ‘up-armored’ HUMVEEs in person. They don’t look comfy – not that Hummer’s are comfortable – but when your window is a 8×8 inch opening blocked by 3 inch thick bullet resistant glass – whoa. Each truck had a full complement of people – humans – Americans – sitting inside, driving along a state highway through Chapel Hill, North Carolina. A six wheeled cargo truck, and a Medic HUMVEE were in the group. A white full size van driven by a uniformed soldier brought up the tail. NC67 chalked onto one of the mudflaps. 10:15 in the morning on a Thursday in august. Where were they going? where did they come from?

Huh – pretty down post – and this after a visit to the Outer Banks for a week of rest and relaxation and friend making … ah the life of Scott.

Ok – pushing this so that I can prove I’m still here – on the web – doing things, making my mark!!
Enjoy the end of summer mi amigos…

}S{ | dona nobis pacem |

“Keep Calm and Carry On” or “Keep Calm … and Cupcakes!”