There’s a piece in the New York Times about trying to sell a $135 million home. The home is on 95 acres near Aspen, Colo. and is billed as the most expensive single-family residential property on the market in the U.S. There’s a number of nice photos of the 46,000 sq. ft. palace. If you have nothing better to do, take a look by clicking on the link above.
Gramps buys a Mac, for Pete’s sake!
Okay, I finally did it.
I started my formal departure from the Evil Empire. After 25 years of DOS / Win as my main environment with a little bit of VMS, UNIX, and a fair smattering of Linux thrown in, my new main machine at home is a Mac Pro.
It happened this way.
In the fall of [Read more…]
Dreaming of a white … Easter
A couple days ago we were basking in the warmth of three weeks of weather mostly in the 70s, warm, sunny days punctuated by a few thunderstorms here and there. We put away the winter clothing. Took the comforter off the bed.
Lawns were green. Trees had blossomed and now were leafing out in fast pursuit of summer. When the weather folk started talking Thursday about cold fronts and the chance of snow for the weekend, we thought it was a tasteless joke.
Can you believe it? It got cold Friday, and in the afternoon it started drizzling. Somewhere about 7:30 Saturday morning it started snowing. Big, gloppy snowflakes coming down think and fast enough you really didn’t want to drive anywhere. It’s supposed to warm up a little on Sunday, and then be back in the mid-70s by Tuesday. Go figure.
Grandma’s House
I remember how that place smelled. I can smell it now. Funny huh, the stuff that sticks. I also remember how Grandpa’s house smelled. His house smell is a little easier to articulate than Grandma’s house. There was this smell of books and old paper and dust and leather and wood and Barbosol and lilac bath fizzies –all at once. I remember what we ate when we visited. Breakfast was huge. Eggs and bacon, cereal and toast, orange juice and milk. Then dinner. Dinner was always a bucket of fried chicken. And corn on the cob! And cool glasses that [Read more…]
Blizzard of ’07
Well, the weather people had so many folks in Lubbock riled up about a series of snow storms coming in that most of the schools closed, and many events around town were canceled. The weather service Thursday even said we had a 100% chance of snow. They were saying we would have overnight drizzle and freezing rain, then everything would start busting loose about 6 a.m.
There was panic buying in the stores. Well, this morning I picked up the paper out of the yard about 5:45 a.m. Dry as the leaves snuggled up against the garage. Started raining about 7 or 7:30. I’m getting ready to go to lunch now, still waiting for the blizzard.
Oh, well.