Twice an Uncle

I got this little note from dad last night…

Paul Fain Hanscom was born at 5:58PM AST (6:58PM in Oregon). Emily and Paul are doing fine. They had not recorded height and weight when Kevin called.

I now have two nephews, and Noah has a brother! Yay!

Congrats to Kev, Emily, and Noah. We’re looking forward to meeting Paul!

Another Valentine’s Day Present

Valentine’s Day morning, as I was puttering about the house and getting ready for the day while Prairie slept in, there was a knock at the door. When I answered, I was handed a package from Amazon by one of our landlords. This was a little confusing, as I didn’t remember ordering anything, but it was definitely addressed to me. Okay, whatever…

The Cult of MacWhen I opened it, I was quite pleasantly surprised to find The Cult of Mac, which I’d put on my Amazon Wishlist not too long ago. On the shipping invoice was a nice little note from ‘Liz in Pittsburgh,’ who reads this site and decided to send me a Valentine’s Day present — cool!

So, many thanks to Liz! I got about halfway through yesterday as I was bussing around town, and have been enjoying all the stories of the Mac über-fans (and, unsurprisingly, seeing elements of myself in more than a few of the stories). I hope your Valentine’s Day was a good one as well!

De M’amour Soiez Sure

De M'amour Soiez Sure

De M’amour Soiez Sure, originally uploaded by djwudi.

Our Valentine’s Day presents to each other: poesy rings inscribed with ‘Of my love be sure’ in French.

The original of this 15th century poesy ring can be found at The British Museum, Dept. of Medieval and Modern Europe, London, England.

The original of this ring is enameled gold. The hoop is rounded on the outer edge where it is engraved with an interlaced band between two rows of sprigs. The poesy is engraved in the interior of the ring in period French, though the ring is actually English. French remained the language of the Court and Nobility for several centuries after the Norman Invasion in 1066.

Poesy (n): A short poem or sentiment decoratively inscribed on rings or jewelry, particularly in the Middle Ages – usually a romantic gift or token of friendship.

Tradition has it that words which touch the skin have a particular power. Poesy Rings were traditionally given in sterling silver as engagement rings, and then replaced with the same ring in gold upon marriage.

Pre-Seattle Days

Those who follow me on Flickr will have noticed this already, but I’ve been spending some time digging through my old archive CDs and uploading a bunch of old photos from years (and digital cameras) past. At this point, I’ve made it through all my digital photos up to the last few days before I bailed out of Anchorage and migrated south to Seattle. As such, the two sets that have received the most attention are those for Gig’s Music Theater and Old Stuff: Life Before Seattle. Those who’ve met me (physically or virtually) more recently will find these of limited interest, but for those few of you who’ve known me for a while, you might get a kick out of some of these…and you might even find yourself in there a time or two!

Better Buy

I had to stop by Best Buy today to pick up a new WiFi router for our apartment. Normally, stopping by Best Buy is something I tend to avoid at all costs, and I’ll only go in when I know exactly what I need to get, so I can go in, grab it, and get out as quickly as possible. Today, however, I wasn’t quite sure what router to get (or if it would really be worth getting a new one), so I crossed my fingers and hoped I’d find a sales droid who had at least one and a half, if not two whole brain cells to rub together.

I ended up speaking to two — first, a guy in a green shirt, who was apparently the in-store Clearwire representative, but who happened to be free and knew something about WiFi routers. After describing the situation to him and batting things about, he led me back to the correct shelf, and he snagged a blue shirt on the way. I gave the blue shirt the Readers Digest Condensed Cliffs Notes version of the conversation I’d just had, he recommended a Netgear router to me, and — once again, crossing my fingers — I grabbed it and headed off to work.

(Minor aside: the issue in question was that our D-Link WiFi router seemed to have issues with Hermie, our Vista laptop. The D-Link worked fine over the wired connection with both Macs in the apartment, and connected fine via WiFi to my G5 desktop. Hermie consistently works fine with WiFi in public places — during travels, at the local Panera, and at NSCC — but it had serious issues connecting to the D-Link at home. Some days it would only connect after anywhere from 5 to 30 minutes of repeated tries, other days we wouldn’t be able to get it to connect at all. Needless to say, this has been more than a little frustrating.)

After getting home from work, I unpacked the Netgear router, plugged it in, and went through the installation song and dance, using the ‘Installation Wizard’ on the CD from Hermie. Once it said it was up and running, I checked both desktops via the wired connections, and they were fine. Checked the Airport connection on my G5, it was fine. Rebooted Hermie (to cover all my bases), logged in, and started to head to the ‘Network’ icon down in the try to initialize the connection…but wait, what was that? It was already connected! No muss, no fuss, no error messages telling me it couldn’t connect…it was just there, just like magic. Just like it’s supposed to work.

Thinking back on it, I realized that this now makes five times in a row that I’ve had to go into Best Buy for something, and come out with what I needed, and — when I’ve had to deal with any of the staff — actually not been driven to distraction by their idiocy. In this case, I was actually given good information, and they helped me find what I needed.

I must say, while I’m still no fan of the overall Best Buy experience (their stores tend to come across as oppressive to me…too loud, with aisles that are packed too closely together to make the experience pleasant), five consecutive good experiences have to lead me to admit something of a trend. I don’t know if they’re starting to emphasize more or better training that deals in actual knowledge rather than simple salesmanship, but for some time now, the staff has seemed far more competent than I would have expected.

I may not ever get to a point of just stopping by to browse, or remotely look forward to having to dive into Best Buy…but at least at the moment, I don’t feel the need to actively avoid the store or it’s sales droids when I do stop in. And, for Best Buy, that’s saying a lot.

Wrapping up 2007

A little under eight hours left to go in the year, and as I look back, most of what stands out in my mind is just how incredibly busy this past year has been, for Prairie and for myself. That’s not to say it’s been a bad year — it hasn’t been at all, and in fact, overall I’d say it was quite a bit better than the year prior — but we just never seemed to stop moving. I was balancing a 12-credit load at school and two part-time jobs, Prairie was handling a number of teaching and tutoring positions at NSCC, and it seemed like any ‘free time’ we had was immediately filled with everything that we couldn’t get done otherwise.

Still, as things wrap up, life is looking pretty promising for the future. Still busy, to be sure, but busy for some very good reasons. I’m down to my final two quarters before graduating from NSCC with my Associate of Arts degree, and Prairie’s getting started with her new job at CWU Des Moines. We have rough plans to take a road trip this summer for some ‘just-us’ vacation time, and come next fall, I should have transferred into UW to go on towards getting my master’s degree.

Lots behind us, and lots coming up, but it’s all looking pretty good from here on out.

Happy New Year!

Other bits:

  • Prairie’s posted her year-end thoughts as well.
  • Over 2007, I posted 2,394 photos (an average of 6.5 photos per day, though it’s obvious from the calendar that I wasn’t posting anywhere near daily), and pushed my total uploaded photo count on Flickr to 11,104.

Christmas Eve Nostalgia

Just about everyone has their own favorite Christmas album. Prairie got a copy of her family’s traditional music and started playing it today — Peter, Paul and Mary’s ‘A Holiday Celebration’ — and it got me thinking about my own, long-lost personal favorite. For years, there was one particular album that I’d dig out every Christmas and put on the record player…however, it’s been ages since I’ve heard it, and while I would occasionally get snippets of the songs floating through my head, or brief flashes of the cover art, I haven’t been able to pull the actual title of the album out of my brain in years.

Chatting with Prairie tonight about it, though, the word ‘sunshine’ popped out of my head, which seemed to jibe with the hazy memory of a rising sun on the cover, so I tossed ‘sunshine christmas album’ at Google. I wasn’t really expecting to get a useful hit, but lo and behold, the third major link caught my eye — an (apparently unauthorized) bootleg of ‘Sunshine and Snowflakes: 40 Kids Singing at Christmas‘. Bingo — the right title, the right cover art, and the titles of the songs looked right….

This was promising, but it still didn’t let me actually listen to the album. So, one more trip to Google, now that I actually had the official title…and once again, success! A 2004 weblog post by the Mad Philosopher had the entire album posted as .mp3 files, complete with cover art. Immediately I downloaded the files, tossed them into iTunes, and called Prairie into the room to listen.

Sunshine and Snowflakes coverFinally being able to hear this again is great. Prairie’s been enjoying it, and I’m amazed at just how much I’m remembering, almost as if it was just last Christmas that I was pulling the record out of its sleeve, putting it on dad’s record player, and carefully lowering the needle onto the vinyl. And while I’m sure there’s a lot of nostalgia wrapped up in this, the music is fun — a very, very 70’s funk/rock medley of traditional songs on side one, and five original tracks, three of which are nice and pretty, but two of which are the two that I really remember being fond of (“Wise Men Still Adore Him” and “Happy Birthday, Baby Jesus”).

So for me, this is a perfect Christmas Eve present. I get to revisit part of my childhood with some good old music, Prairie’s enjoying hearing the songs (and watching me bounce around as I remember bits and pieces of them), and I get some more good Christmas music to add to our collection.

Now, off to bed. After all, if I don’t go to bed, Santa won’t stop by…and that would be a sad, sad thing indeed!

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Solstice…pick your holiday, call it what you will, just have a good one!

An Early Christmas

As I briefly hinted at earlier today, Christmas came a little early for us this year. Prairie has all of the details over on Domesticism, but in her own words

…and as of about 12:15 this afternoon, I’m the new CWU Des Moines writing consultant. I’m THE person to go to with writing questions on that little campus. It’s my job to get this new writing center off the ground and flying. I’ll be the entire writing center for the first few quarters, but as the center grows I’ll be training new tutors to help me. I can’t even begin to try to explain how ecstatic and excited I am (or how close to being in complete shock).

I am so happy for my girl, and we’re both really excited about this opportunity. She’s just finished calling all of her family to let them know, so now it’s all official!

The current future plan, then, is for us to kick around here in North Seattle for the next six months or so until I get my AA in June. Once I’ve graduated, we’ll move down to the South Seattle area, and I’ll commute to UW (or wherever I end up) instead of making Prairie commute from North Seattle to Des Moines any longer than absolutely necessary.

(On that note: any local Seattleites who can give us any sorts of tips or pointers about good towns, districts, or neighborhoods in the general Des Moines area, we’d really appreciate it over the next few months. Best case scenario, we’re hoping to be able to find a little house that we could rent, to avoid the neighbors-stomping-on-our-heads and other side effects of apartment living.)

So there’s the big news. Hooray, and many congratulations to my girl!

Done with Hawaii

I was beginning to doubt that I’d ever find the time to finish this project, but I’m finally done with the pictures from our trip to Hawaii last summer!

Four-month turnaround really isn’t my preferred methodology, but at least I have good excuses for the delay (sudden unplanned moves, a busy school quarter and so on). If I can get the Thanksgiving photos taken care of in the next week and a half, that’ll bring me down to about one-month turnaround…