This sculpture is in the gardens of the Phoenix art museum. It’s just totally silly. Horses hate wearing masks and hats, for one thing.
After getting some sleep, I was able to fix the stupid problem with the database that plagued me yesterday. Sometimes, error reporting is . . . not as clear as it should be. Sigh. Well, as of 8am, it was all working well, so everything should be fine now.
Since the new year is about to leap upon us all with fangs bared, time to recap some of the highlights.
Best Book I read: The Impossible Bird, if only because it made old ideas seem new again and asked relevant, pertinent questions. (Moby-Dick is disqualified from this category because I read it in 1996.)
Most Mixed Blessing: Getting laid off in February. Sure, being unemployed for a while was a pain. However, that led me to my new job, which is quite a bit better than my old job. Dealing with database problems, code bugs, and dumb users isn’t always fun, but it beats fighting physics, engineering, and a spectacularly incompetent wannabe manager.
Hobby I thought I’d given up, but got sucked back into: Video games. Guitar Hero and Rock Band got me to spend money on games, systems, and peripherals. If we hadn’t decided to buy Kelli a PS2 and Guitar Hero, I would be a few hundred dollars richer. . . but I would’ve had less fun.
The Best Part of 2008: As always, the friends and family. I had friends in Lansing, of course, but all of them had spouses and kids. So we didn’t get together more than about once a month, if that. Now, we’re almost guaranteed to get together once a week, if only for the pub trivia contest.
This piece of art juxtaposes curved wires against a background of evenly spaced vertical wires. The result is a piece that looks slightly different when you look at it from different angles. It almost looks like cursive writing in a strange language.
Here’s one of the photos from the Phoenix art museum, a photo of a photo that depicts an Indian monk wearing a funny hat. Sorry about the bad focus; there’s not a whole lot I can do without a tripod since flash photography is not allowed there.
This painting was in the Phoenix Art Museum, which we all visited on Christmas Eve. More photos from that will feature in later entries.
The image is recycled. The sentiments are not. Get together with your family if you can, your friends if you can’t, and have a good time today. I know I’ll be out there trying. We’ve got a pile of presents, a turducken breast, a bottle of good wine, some side dishes, and a mostly functional family unit. All of that is reason enough to celebrate.
The parents are here! Of course, they were delayed due to bad weather all through the Midwest. They finally got here around 3pm AZ time, and got to my place a bit after 4. We were thinking about going out for dinner, but we’re going out on the 24th and 27th, so I just grabbed some chicken and pasta and cooked. They were tired, so we didn’t do much besides eat. I have no idea what we’re doing on the 24th, but we’ll find out.
Laundry has its own hazards. This shirt used to be black, and somehow it ended up going in the same load with T-shirts, socks, underwear, and some bleach. Now I don’t know what to do with it.
Went over to Kelli’s on Sunday afternoon to see everyone and play trivia. Miguel was there, which is rare since he spends a lot of time traveling around. We had some snacks, then plugged the Judge (a rugged electronic buzzer system) in. Instead of going through its self-test, it got about 1/8 of the way through its test and died with a pitiful electronic squeal. Nothing we did could bring it back to life, though we checked all the obvious electrical connections.
Went back to Zach’s house for a bit, where we had planned to have cigars but were prevented from doing so because the tobacco store in Casa Grande has closed down. Sigh. So we had no cigars, and talked about dogs and home improvement and what we should do with the time off almost all of us have now. The plan is to go over to Kelli’s house tomorrow afternoon to play trivia or Rock Band or Killer Bunnies or something like that.


