Archive: January, 2009

a message to “unknown”

In the past few days, I’ve received a number of calls on my cell phone from a number that identifies itself as “Unknown.” They call three to five times per day, never leaving a voicemail.

If this person happens upon this site (chances are they won’t, but what’s the loss in trying?), let me make this very clear: I never, ever pick up calls from unidentified numbers. And if no voicemail is left, I have no way to tell who this caller is.

My number is on the do-not-call list, and I would like this caller to know that, if and when I get the number, I plan on collecting my $50 each time you call me.

Rant over – more positive stuff coming soon.

(ETA: I finally picked up one of these calls. Turns out it was a direct marketing firm from Nevada, looking for a different person altogether. They apologized – and no calls since, touch wood.)

pics from a wonderful weekend

Rudi and spriteIt really was wonderful, that’s for sure!

And I had my cameras – the Canon and the iPhone – with me throughout the fun, capturing moments that I won’t soon forget.

You can see all of the pictures by clicking here. They’re split up by day and/or event, so have a look around!

a new day

The inauguration brought forth a new day to DC, the country and the world.

A bunch of us decided to see what the crowds were like heading down to The Mall. They were sizable, for sure, but unified in positive attitude, which was a marked contrast from the typical protest crowd that tends to assemble in similar numbers here in DC.

But we weren’t planning on getting onto The Mall (indeed, the northern entrances to the event closed just after 9:45 am), instead opting to watch from the comforts of a Dupont Circle bar. It was a wise move, as we had hot beverages, decent food, a high-def TV and heating at our disposal. So we sat at James Hoban’s Pub for almost six hours, soaking in all of the inaugural pageantry and ritual. We cheered, we clapped, we laughed and we occasionally critiqued the events surrounding President Obama’s swearing-in ceremony.

And tonight, we had a great time at The Hill Ball. The big band was hot, the friends were fun (as usual), and the dancing was energetic. It was a fitting way to celebrate the dawning of a new – and long overdue – political era in DC. There are many pictures to upload – that will happen in the next couple of days.

We capped the night with a late dinner at Tunnicliffe’s at Eastern Market. A burger at midnight-plus-thirty seems a bit excessive, but even the Obamas hadn’t yet had their last dance of the night. So we ate, laughed and enjoyed the camaraderie of an inaugural day gone right.

music and service

A monumental crowdYesterday’s “We Are One” concert was a wonderful experience. Sure, we didn’t make it into the secured area between the WWII and Lincoln Memorials, but our “seats” were quite good: in front of the Washington Monument, right in front of a Jumbotron and speaker array.

While the audio and video were out-of-sync (the audio was on a delay of some sort – either from HBO’s satellite, or a planned stagger to account for speakers being further away from the stage), the performances were great. Springsteen, Mellencamp and U2 were particularly great, but the real treat was seeing Pete Seeger leading the entire crowd – likely over 500,000 – in a sing-along of “This Land Is Your Land” – really cool stuff.

Afterward, we walked along The Mall with the masses, eventually making our way to Eastern Market to meet up with friends for dinner. Unfortunately, the crowds at Tunnicliffe’s were too think to get seating anytime soon (our friends already had a small table), so John, sprite and I bid farewell to our friends and headed to Columbia Heights for a lovely and tasty pizza at Pete’s Apizza (best pie in DC).

Today, sprite and I are participating in the National Day of Service. We’ll be assembling care packages for active-duty servicemen in the military. Apparently, Jill Biden and Michelle Obama are helping at the same venue, so we might get our brush with the incoming first and second families.

Thus far, DC has handled the throngs quite well. Sure, there’s a lot of crowding, and centrally-located Metro stations are very, very busy, but it’s not too bad. The military’s presence is quite strong (Humvees and MPs at every intersection in the areas surrounding The Mall, the White House and the Capitol). I think today and Tuesday will be the real tests of this city’s mettle – let’s see how that goes.

One thing this weekend is doing is keeping me off the bike. Saturday’s weather was too cold for healthy riding (and a water main break in Glen Echo caused some icy conditions near the ride start), and we’ve been busy ever since. So I’ll get back on the wheeled horse this week – this is such a once-in-a-lifetime event, I’m happy to let a weekend slide.

Oh, one more thing: we eventually obtained tickets to The Hill Ball, so sprite and I will dance the night away on Tuesday with our Cap Hill friends. Thanks to those who helped in this endeavor – you know who you are.

half a million plus

Down at The Mall for the “We Are One” concert. We’re in the overflow area, outside of the security perimeter at the foot of the Washington Monument – no way we were going to brave the mile-plus-long lines.

As such, we have good “seats” by a Jumbotron. And we’re just a few of over 500,000 here.

Rock on.

the early bird and the late bird

Sometimes it pays to be the early bird. And it sure-as-hell sucks to be the late bird.

Let’s start with the latter, because it’s better to end on a high note (at least that’s what Hollywood tells me).

Next week, as anybody not living in a remote wilderness or in a self-imposed media blackout knows, is the inauguration of Barack Obama. And living in DC, there’s no shortage of events surrounding this event, from concerts to balls and everything in between.

And in this, I’ve struck out in securing tickets to the events I’d really like to attend. A fun concert at the Black Cat sold out a few days before I decided I wanted tickets, and a more festive, neighborhood ball sold out hours before I decided to dive into the world of tickets. I’m especially miffed about the latter, as it actually stands a chance of being an enjoyable dance party (festive attire vs. black tie, big band swing vs. big-name star power), and many of our friends will be in attendance. While there’s still a slim chance of scoring tickets to this party, I’m not holding my breath.

So my only planned inaugural event is the blockbuster concert at the Lincoln Memorial on Sunday. And yes, I plan to bundle up and enjoy hearing the various acts along with 500,000 of my closest friends – snow or no snow. After all, I’m a mountain man at heart, so a little cold and snow flurry action is no big deal.

Now for the good news: I managed to get myself up before 7:00 am to login and register for the Harpoon Brewery-to-Brewery Ride: a 149-mile journey from Harpoon’s brewery in Boston to their other brewery in east-central Vermont, taking place on June 20. Only 800 riders are allowed too participate, and they demand that all riders be in good enough shape to average 16 mph over the distance. I know I have that kind of speed in me, so it should be fun.

Sadly, my friend Jason waited until 7:45 to try and register and missed out, as all 800 places filled up fast. As with me and The Hill Ball, he has a slim chance of scoring an entry, but right now, it’s not necessarily in the cards for him.

So the early bird got the spoils this morning. Perhaps I should remember that for future events.

monday mixdown: teeth, dtv follies, and why bikes are cool

Here’s what’s been on my mind over the past week:

Had a root canal last Tuesday. It was amazingly low-pain and low-stress, all things being equal. The only thing is that I need to chew on one side of my mouth, as the rooted tooth only has a temporary crown on it right now. My appointment for filling and fitting of the permanent crown isn’t until February 3rd, unless there’s a cancellation and the doctor can work me in earlier. Until then, well, it’s a lot of careful, mindful chewing.

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So are there any other folks having a tough time getting digital TV reception in their apartments – especially those living in basements or other locations with challenging exposure? It seems that the DTV standard, as ratified and endorsed by the FCC, doesn’t account for folks who can’t place a high-exposure outdoor antenna to draw in signal. Sure, they have suggestions for folks who only have indoor antennae (e.g. folks who rent), but the ultimate suggestion is to get an outdoor antenna.

So even though I’ve bought a DTV converter box and use an amplified antenna, I still get a fraction of the channels that are available on the still-extant analog transmission lines. Under the old (and still useful, at least until February 17th) analog system, we receive NBC, Fox, ABC, CBS, CW, MyTV, MHz, ION, Telemundo and three PBS stations – 12 stations in total. With our DTV converter and the antenna placed near our window (as suggested by many sources), we get NBC (with its two digital sub-stations), Fox (sans sub-station), CBS (with its weather sub-station), and Telemundo (sans sub-stations).

No ABC. No PBS. No CW, MyTV, ION or MHz.

And folks keep suggesting that I get cable to fix things. But I’m loathe to spend $15 per month ($180 per annum) on something I currently get for free. And while Hulu is a reasonable substitute for now, my guess is that The Powers That Be will begin charging users to view current programming.

Furthermore, there’s the “cliff effect,” where a digital signal goes from full clarity to zero signal very quickly. this is a marked difference from analog, where static may cause the picture to get fuzzy but still provides a watchable program stream. Not so with the digital replacement: it’s an all-or-nothing venture. And in an area where there are many interference variables, watching can be very frustrating. For example, there is a lot of low-flying helicopter traffic in northwest DC (thanks to the presence of government agencies, the VP’s residence, the White House, embassies, and three hospitals), and each time one of these silver birds flies overhead, the digital signal freaks out and drops.

So this isn’t really an improvement in quality, is it? Methinks that somebody will go class-action on this, and I hope it happens – this “new, improved TV” is anything but. Something fishy is afoot, and I think that the telecoms, cable providers and TV manufacturers were at the wheel of this change: looking for money at the expense of serving the public.

For shame, for shame.

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Now back to better things:

I spent Sunday mid-day on a wonderful dirt road ride with Darren out in Loudoun County. Of the almost 35 miles we traversed, climbed and descended, only a handful were on paved roads. The dirt was damp and occasionally glue-like, but offered great traction. Also, it was a lot of fun to take out my old mountain bike on the kind of surface for which is was designed. Sure, Darren had a decided advantage with his cross bike (as well as the fact that he rides off-road far more often than I), but it was great fun on an otherwise mellow weekend.

The best part is that riding the dirt roads of Loudoun County provides a unique view of a very scenic part of Virginia. Sure, you could drive these roads, but the view wouldn’t be nearly as good or all-encompassing.

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And another great thing about bikes? They’re one of the only vehicles that will be allowed across the Potomac bridges on Inauguration Day. So to all my Virginia-based readers (all, what, two of you?) who want to commute into the District and not take Metro: dust off those bikes and ride in! Plus, riding in will keep you warm with the workout (it’s forecast to be bitterly cold – or at least seasonably chilly – on the big day).

I hope this is just the beginning of the end of stupid, single-occupant car commuting from Northern Virginia (as well as nearby Maryland) into the District. We have plenty of easy ways into the city that don’t involve increasing traffic volume, spewing pollutants into the air, and otherwise driving locals nuts when you take all the zoned parking for hours at a spell: try Metro, try a bus, ride in on a bike, walk, or do a mix of these. It’s not difficult, and it’s better for all of us.

a sat… doesn’t make any sense

Today, Saturday, has been one of… not a lot of sense.

First off, I woke up s-l-o-w-l-y, and was discouraged that the promised bad weather wasn’t happening just yet. I wasn’t really in a mood to go on a bike ride, and was hoping the weather would be a co-conspirator. Alas, it wasn’t, though I didn’t go for a ride because my stomach was of a mind that I should take it easy.

And I did – lovely. Got to see two FIS Alpine World Cup races on Universal Sports, which was a treat. Yes, the U.S. Ski Team sucked it up a bit. While Lindsey Vonn skied well in her weakest event (GS), the other women and all of the men were just a bit off their game. Ted Ligety had a corker of a second run, but came to a dead stop in run number one – not quite the big finish he wants. Bode Miller clipped his hand through a gate in the first run and pulled up and out of the course. I think he broke his already-ailing wrist – we’ll see.

But the other teams skied well, and it’s always good to see good skiing.

After that, we had soup (borscht from the big pot I cooked the other day) and watched It’s A Wonderful Life. Sure, it’s not totally in-season now, but our tree is still up, so… doesn’t make any sense, but it was good to finally see it before we stow the Christmas stuff for the season.

Now I’m cooking pasta for dinner – lazy, yes, but filling. The pantry is in serious need of revamp right now, so I didn’t really feel compelled to cook anything we had there. Perhaps latkes tomorrow.

Other randomness:

My friend Paul blew out his right knee yesterday while skiing at Vail. Not fun for a guy who loves to ski, especially in an epic snow year. But Paul is a trooper and has a good outlook on life, so he’ll bounce back, better than ever, for next season. I’ll see him in a few weeks to egg on his recovery.

And what’s the deal with UST bike rims? Seriously, these things are the king of suck when it comes to changing a tire. I think I’m going to break something – either me, the tire levers, the tire bead, or all of the above – when trying to get my road slicks off the rim! I want to put on my knobby tires for a planned off-road ride tomorrow, but it looks doubtful that I’ll be able to swap out the treads before morning. Whoever invented these UST tubeless setups had an admirable goal, but made life miserable for those of us who still use tubes and like to change our tires every so often. I’ll give it another crack before bed, but I’ve been cussing out the inventors of this “wonder technology” all evening.

Leave it to me to wait on trying the change until after all the local shops have closed. Bugger all.

Obama finally visited Ben’s Chili Bowl – lucky guy!

My wireless connection has been anything but reliable this week. Can’t say why, but it’s annoying.

Anywho…. video tonight, and hopefully I’ll be in a better mood soon.

back to the grind

Quick updates:

My nice, long holiday break came to an end yesterday. Heading back to the office isn’t all bad – I really like my co-workers and the return of students is always a lot of fun – but it’s like going from zero to 100 in a very short time.

Yet today I’m off again, though not for relaxing reasons: I’m having a root canal. Ugh. It’s necessary, but not fun.

welcome to 2009 – let’s catch up

So now we’re two full days into 2009, and it’s been… well, another set of days.

Actually, it’s been a lot of fun – though I’ll need to backtrack to last year to really recap what’s been going on.

After arriving back from New England early Wednesday morning, sprite and I got a bit of sleep before heading out on our traditional New Year’s Eve pastime: movie watching. We saw three films (with a dinner break at Ella’s Word-Fired Pizza), including Frost/Nixon, Slumdog Millionaire and Bedtime Stories. I liked all three films, though sprite really disliked Slumdog (it exceeded her tolerance for graphic violence and tension, so she left part-way through the film – Sarah and I stayed for the duration and liked the film quite a bit). The pizza, as usual, was good.

And due to the crazy timing – the third film was really short – we were home before midnight, so we got to toast the arrival of the new year with Dick Clark on the toob.

On New Year’s Day, I went out and rode 24 miles as part of the annual “Circle of Cycles” down at Hains Point. The morning was clear but brisk, and the wind was its usual strong self on the northbound side of each lap. But I got in some good miles, saw some old cycling friends, and felt alive on the bike – I guess I’m finally over my slight burnout that affected my riding in the last few months of 2008.

After that, sprite and I went to a wonderful brunch hosted by friends on The Hill, and partook of traditional Southern luck food, enjoyed lovely drink and lively conversation. So far, so good.

And today was a final vacation day for me (sure, I’m off on Saturday and Sunday, but those days are always off), so I slept in. After going out to a late lunch with sprite (who had to work, and whose lunch I delayed a tad because I didn’t realize the time), I came home to prepare a pot of chili before watching the Sugar Bowl.

And all I can say is…. GO UTES! And they once again prove that the BCS is a crooked crock: 13-0, destroyed a strong EC opponent, yet never in consideration for #1 because they’re not part of the money racket that is the BCS consortium – there was no way that they would be selected for the BCS National Championship Game, barring serious calamity. If they’re not #2 in the final rankings, it’s a sure sign that the system is rigged to favor those who pay into the scheme.

So where were we? Oh year – 2009. Should be a fun, busy year. I’m looking forward to skiing this winter (been skiing 5 days already this season, all in Vermont, all in less-than-ideal conditions), and will certainly make my way out west to Utah and Colorado. And I hope to meet up with more friends, old and new, on the slopes, because the social aspect of skiing is a real draw. And I might race a bit, too – the clarion call is there, once again.

I’ll ride the bike and race it some more in 2009, but I’ll also make sure to allow myself more time with sprite and our friends – better time management. I rode 5,300 miles and change in 2008, and aim to do the same or more in 2009.

I also plan on writing more often here on this blog. I’ve been distracted by other online social centers over the past year – Twitter, Facebook and sport-centered forums – but my real focus is this website, where I’ve been writing for years. Sure, I’ll still be writing tweets more often (easier to do on an iPhone), but they’ll be part of this site (once I get the silly plugin working properly again – it’s still mired in the past, it seems).

So welcome to 2009, everybody. Tighten your belt, exhale, and hold on – it’s going to be quite a ride.