Painting again

Here's my reintroduction to painting...I've only just started it....a reproduction of another painting featuring Aboriginal themes on a 4x4 piece of masonite that's going to hang in our TV room over the couch. It's based on another painting but I'll be adding my own style to it. There's already about 650 "dots" painted on the opposing corners and I've got lots more to add. When it's done, I'll post the finished product. I need to add another layer of reddish glaze over the center part and some texture, then I'll add some symbols. Should look good when I'm done. Then it's on to some other works.

I'm kinda proud of the photo because I took it with my cell phone. Then I paired up the phone to my laptop via Bluetooth and successfully transmitted the image to the computer!

Tomorrow Jonnene and I will be riding in the Seize The Road bike tour promoted by the Epilepsy Foundation here in Shreveport. I haven't been riding much the last couple of weeks due to rain and a lack of enthusiasm on my part. I might do the long ride of 60 miles but I'll make that final decision at the start line. I don't have a lot of endurance in my legs right now....I could do the 60 miles but it'll most likely be slower than I'm used to. Might ride with Jonnene and just enjoy the scenery if we go shorter.

You're a Racist! Maybe.....

I lifted the following from the commentary by Greg Gutfeld, his "Gregalogue" as he calls it. He hosts a VERY late night talk show called Redeye on FoxNews and a website called The Dailey Gut ("a handkerchief of hard news soaked in a sneeze of hard thought snot"). Both feature comedy with a political edge that hits the truth more often than most think. He just about always ends his rants with "And if you disagree with me...." with the appropriate finish. So enjoy. Thank me later.

MONDAY'S GREGALOGUE: AVERSIVE RACISM

So after witnessing the waves of antipathy across the country toward President Obama`s policies, New York Times writer Charles Blow introduces his readers to the term, "aversive racism." It`s a sinister kind of prejudice, Charles explains, that reveals itself in disagreements based on factors "other than race."

A simpler definition of aversive racism?

If you say it`s not about race, then it's really about race.

See: if you're against socialized medicine, it's really because our President, who's for it, is black. If you're against the redistribution of wealth because it goes against your own beliefs in free markets and individual achievement - it's because Obama is black. If you've done a lot of research on global warming, and decided it's hypothetical hooey - that belief is now racist, since Obama buys into climate change hysteria.

Isn`t it awesome how everything you believe in, is now just proof you`re a bigot!

That`s why aversive racism might be the greatest invention ever for the left, because it exempts them defending their own screwy beliefs. If you disagree with any worn out or destructive progressive idea - then you must be a hood-wearing hater. It`s the low-down trick to end all low-down tricks, and it gives the left what it so desperately needs: immunity for their reviled beliefs.

As a rightie, I don`t see color – a black liberal and a white liberal are all just liberals. But it's different on the left. Progressives hate conservatives, but they hate black conservatives more. They hate right wingers, but they hate Hispanic right wingers more. They hate Republicans, but they hate female Republicans more. This intolerance is directed purely at people different from themselves, reflecting the reverse of aversive racism: real racism.

And if you disagree with me, then you`re most definitely a racist.

Rain...rain....rain.....

Okay, so I'm over at one of our local bike shops this afternoon getting some chain lube and a couple of those oh-so-tasty PowerBar smoothie-style energy bars (I just love 'em). I'm talking to mechanic Andy about having to get a crown put on one of my molars next week (remember that?). Somehow the conversation morphed over to tattoos and piercings with Andy talking about how he got his nipples pierced....how the second one isn't as bad as the first one but you still lift up out of the chair noticeably holding your breath as you contemplate whether to pass out or not. He's got ear and tongue piercings, too, but refuses to get his privates pierced. "That's crazy," he says. Shop owner Ian says, "Yeah, when you pee it goes all over the place thru all those holes." "No, it doesn't. Don't talk like that," Andy answers back with a grimace. Andy also boasts that he's never cried due to the pain while getting his tattoos but he has thought about it more than once. Andy's a character...he's weird but you can't help but like him. He's fun to talk to and is a good bike mechanic, too.

Yesterday was my Mom's and step-father Jim's 25th wedding anniversary. I forgot all about it even though it was on the calendar. Maybe I should look at the calendar more often? Congrats, folks...Jonnene and I only have 21 1/2 years to catch up to ya.

Last night was the usual Tuesday Night Worlds and I thought that maybe the pace would be easy since most of the guys had done the district road race championships in Natchez over the weekend. I didn't go because I wasn't trained up enough for it...it would have been a waste of time for me. I was hoping to hang in for a while, expect to get dropped and go on with my own ride. We zoomed down Ellerbe Road and my thighs were screaming at me since I didn't get any kind of chance to warm up. Down the big hill we go and onto the flat lands. Finally I have to take my turn at the front and I moved up the right side at an unexpected 33 mph, pulled for about 20 seconds and move over to let the next guy through. The pain in my thighs didn't allow me to catch on to the back of the pack and the group pulled away from me. I'm still going 30 mph and I can't hang on! Okay, I'll just do the ride route, get the miles in....but I was still going around 25-26 mph by myself so I decided to keep that up as long as I could. In about 4 miles I caught up to Joe and Seth who had also fallen off but they weren't going slow by any stretch. It took me a while to catch on after I first saw them, then the three of us team-trialed for the next 12 miles, finally catching Tim who had been worked over by the rest of the group far ahead. Including the slow cool-down I still averaged about 21 mph for the 30 miles we rode. I'm always getting surprised about myself on these rides.....

I got my laptop improved over the weekend. A guy I know in the local computing circles loaded my baby with the latest graphics software and updates to existing software. I'm still working with it and actually uploaded video from our video camera last night! Now I've got to figure out the program that lets me edit the footage and make it easier to view and dub onto a DVD disc. This is going to be fun.

September 11th

I had Fox and Friends on as was (is) my habit and was shaving when I heard something about a plane hitting one of the towers and thought, "Somebody's going to be in trouble", already sure there had been some deaths. Then, all shaved and clean, I came into the living room to see what was going on when I saw the second plane shoot in from the right side of the screen into the other tower. I thought, "That was on purpose." And I sat on my coffee table staring at the TV for the next two hours. I work at home and I never made it to my drawing table all day because I felt sick.

Hard to believe it's been eight years. I've never forgotten.

I took my shiny new MacBook Pro laptop over to Dan this morning to get it formatted and loaded with new software, to make it the working and pleasure machine I want it to be. Should get it back Monday. Then I have to think about getting an external hard drive to put extra files like photos and video, plus as a backup to my work files. Right now I put things on thumb-drives or a CD, which is nice but puts my files all over the place. I'd like to get a much larger flat-screen monitor, too, but that won't happen soon.

I started running a little more than two weeks ago and have piled up about 28 miles so far with a 5-miler being the longest. I might be getting back into it a little too quick but I'll keep an eye on the miles and bring it back a bit. I'm trying to prep myself for a duathlon in Fort Worth in mid-November so I have plenty of time to get back into the groove. I might even take some time off the bike in mid-October. The legs have been tired lately and I'm skipping the district road races in Natchez this weekend. It would have been a waste of time and an unnecessary self-beatdown which I don't need.

Things Going On

There won't be that much to say here...just trying to post something!

We took my niece Holley out to eat tonight to get her out of the dorm. Went over to Burger King, the first time I've been to one in forever, same for Jonnene (she's not a big fan of the fast food hamburger places, especially McDonald's). It was okay but not enough to make me come back on my own...as Jonnene said, my tastes have "matured" and I've gotten used to a higher quality of food stuff. Plus, it took so long for BK to prepare that we would have gotten our food faster at most higher-end restaurants!

My legs are sorta tired. After having such a great ride on Tuesday night....felt strong, went fast...the ride last night was a chore for me. Team LaS'port had shown up en masse to do a ride from a bike shop in Bossier City as a show of support for a ride the shop sponsors. Actually, it was a lot of fun. Russ told me the details of his 3rd place finish at the Hotter'n'Hell Pro-Cat.1-2 100-mile road race last weekend and the reaction of the pack to his silver-studded racing shorts. His wife had attached the shiny studs to the shorts the week before. The ride was all flat with a stout wind in our face in both directions...really! It was only 28 miles or so but my legs felt tired and I had to push them at the fast pace we were going. It wasn't a problem to keep up but I wasn't cruising like I wanted to. This morning I woke up with the intention of getting a run in but the legs didn't share that thought at all. I skipped the run and decided to let the legs have a rest day. I'll do a 4-5 mile run Saturday morning without a bike ride, just to change up the routine a bit.

The Labor Day holiday is coming up and I'm going to try to get a few things done. One is figure out how to load footage from our video camera to my new laptop and edit it. There may be a long learning curve here...or not...but I need to see how I can put all our video on DVD's. It would be nice to finally figure that out. The software on the MacBook should be up to the task, it all depends on the operator. I hope to paint the closet in the bike room and, speaking of painting, I might actually begin that big painting for the den. It's supposed to be a reproduction of an aboriginal work (haven't really worked that out yet). Lots of orange, yellow, and black with some other colors worked in, and I hope I can finish it in a couple of weeks once I start!

Happenings

Well, I have to get a crown put on a molar later this month. Yesterday at lunch I was chomping down on a pepperoni calzone and I felt this "crack" in the backside of my mouth, kinda like when you bite down on something hard and it jars you a bit when it happens. Only this time, I felt something give and realized part of a tooth was missing. I spit out the food I had in my mouth because I didn't want to swallow anything I shouldn't and found the piece....yeah, it was a piece of tooth alright. In a calm panic, I found the number for my dentist and called, asking if I could get in for a quick look-see. After some insistence, the girl on the phone said to come on by and Suzanne, my dentist, will take a look. I've known Suzanne on a social level before she became my dentist a few years ago so, yeah, I hoped that would get me in quicker! I felt no pain...a good sign...and she took a look. The tooth was in sorry shape to make any repairs (brush your teeth when you're young, boys and girls!) and a crown was the only way to fix things. So she put a temporary patch on the tooth and I'll come back in three weeks to get this crown thing started. Oh, joy.

Sad news from my connections with Centenary College. David Womack collapsed and died on Saturday while playing golf. He was Dean of Students at Centenary and 49 years old. I had gotten to know him thru a few meetings regarding our cycling club and I can tell you that I liked the man right off the bat. He loved to laugh and cared very much about the students at Centenary. When I first met him last May, he told me he was going to Australia and New Zealand with the Centenary Choir. Of course, I had to tell him that my wife was Australian and I gave him a lot of tips for the trip (at this link you'll see a few shots of David on the slide show), the biggest one being that he bring a jacket since it was almost winter down there (he was glad he did!). I saw him after he got back at a student gathering in June and he said he loved the trip and thanked me for the advice. He also asked how Jonnene was doing and that he would love to meet her sometime and learn more about Oz. That was the last time I actually saw him although we did exchange some emails on items about the cycling club and students. The last time we had contact was August 20th when he sent me an email about something I had asked him to do for me:

Hi Alan!

No problem, consider it done.

David

Pretty simple message but it said a lot about him in five words. It's a big loss for Centenary College and a lot of people will miss him and his smiling face. This LINK goes to a video Christmas message he gave to the students and you can see how he liked having fun and enjoying life.