This morning I gave blood for the first time. I've been wanting to do this since I got in a motorcycle accident two and a half years ago and received two units of blood as part of my restoration process. It turns out that after you get blood you can't give blood for a year. By then the urge to pay back what had so generously been given me was tempered by my fear of the unknown, so I procrastinated. An assortment of circumstances came together and today I went in.

I tried to get a co-worker or two come come with, the peer pressure would have guaranteed that I didn't turn chicken and run. Unfortunately nobody was interested so I had to provide my own peer pressure. Not a bad deal, after all, who is my most equal peer?

It all went by quickly, I left the office at 8:00, I was back by 9:15. It turns out that they time you as you spill your life-juice, I impressed the phlebotomist by doing my thing in four minutes and twenty six seconds. He in turn impressed me with terrific bedside manners and exceptional skill in getting a stick so we're even.

Next time I'll try squeezing the ball harder and faster, I wonder if I can make four minutes flat.

My one complaint has to be with how difficult the red cross makes it to find a donation site. One of the worst web sites on the net. Grrrr.

I'll be back for more, probably on a regular schedule.



Iota finally has a replacement, this is the closest to a frilly car I've ever had, power everything, even a remote for the locks. Most importantly, my iPod just plugs right in. FYI, $300 for a replacement key. Hopefully my third Toyota experience will be as good as the first two were.

Note the color matched kitty under the front bumper. Only someone as attuned to the aesthetic subtleties as I am would select their car based on their kitties.


vote how?

For whatever reason almost 40% of Columbia county voters are against renewing the 9-1-1 operating levy. Fortunately that's not enough, but, what the hell are they thinking? Who do they want to call when they have their backs to the wall?


Yes We Can

Over the last many months I've gone from completely enthusiastic at the prospect of being able to vote for someone of my generation to more than a bit jaded by the bullshit spewed by either side. I no longer think Barack will be differ substantially from anyone who's come before, but, he's not GW and that's good enough for me.

Come morning I'll have gotten over my pessimism and I'll be ready to follow my new CEO. Good luck Barack, you'll need it.


mortgage burning

Saturday afternoon a number of friends helped me burn the nearly 100 bits of legal size paper which constituted my mortgage. As Oregon would have it we got rained on, but nobody seemed too concerned with this. At the time of actually burning we got a short burst of clear sky.

Present were Ann, Christine, Jen, Kathy, Monique, Ben, Carl, Jim, Lorne, Roy, and Stan.

Too late for the burn, but in plenty of time for food were Bob, Tod, and Cathy.

It's not enough that I'm lucky enough to be out from under that burden, I even got to celebrate this event with some of the best people I could hope to count as friends.