Saturday, May 27, 2017

One Act Plays: Now You're Talking

So we had the one acts last month. They were originally supposed to have happened in February however with all the snow, they were postponed until April.

Photos courtesy of Jerry Baldock of Outlaws Photography.

This is the play I directed "The Kindness of Strangers" which was a one woman show starring Vicki Kouns -  although in these photos, it was dress rehearsal and my actress had not gotten back from her Florida trip yet, so I stood in for her.



The next round of photos is from the play I was in, "All Sales are  Final" written by local playwright Larry Anderson.  Cast mates are Shawn O'Hearn, Rhonda Townsend Schantz and Dyut Fetrow.





Civil War photos: Round Two

Local photographer Jerry Baldock took several photos up at the event.

His watermark is so STRONG though, its almost difficult to even see the images.
Even so, you can find them at this link:

https://outlawsphotography.smugmug.com/Events/Community/Civil-War-Reenactment-The-House-On-The-Metolius5-21-2017/


Thursday, May 25, 2017

Civil War Pics - Round One

This past weekend we all went up to participate in the Civil War Reenactment held by the North West Civil War Council at the House on the Metolius in Camp Sherman.

By "we all" I mean, myself, Kristi, Patti Jo, Scout and Scout.

Here are the first round of pics, courtesy of Kristi:

Scout.  ¥ou can see the Union Encampment in the background.


 Scout and Victoria watching the dancers.



 Scout doing something on the way back from the dance.



 Again Scout does something.



 Scout rolling around on the ground.




 Scout being inappropriate as usual.



 Scout Miller, asleep.



 Scout lays on the ground, calling for Steven or Heidi to pick her up in the shuttle.


 More of Scout being inappropriate.



 Scout and Scout walking that beastly long road.




Patti Jo helps a family looking for some personal effects of their missing soldier.


More to follow, I'm sure.


Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Drowning - it's quiet. No splashing



Drowning is a quiet affair. Most of the time people don't even know that some one near them is drowning. It only takes 20-60 seconds to drown. For an adult. Less time for children.

The Instinctive Drowning Response kicks in automatically. The drowning person has no ability to do anything else.


It looks like this:

1 “Except in rare circumstances, drowning people are physiologically unable to call out for help. The respiratory system was designed for breathing. Speech is the secondary or overlaid function. Breathing must be fulfilled before speech occurs.

2 Drowning people’s mouths alternately sink below and reappear above the surface of the water. The mouths of drowning people are not above the surface of the water long enough for them to exhale, inhale, and call out for help. When the drowning people’s mouths are above the surface, they exhale and inhale quickly as their mouths start to sink below the surface of the water.

3 Drowning people cannot wave for help. Nature instinctively forces them to extend their arms laterally and press down on the water’s surface. Pressing down on the surface of the water permits drowning people to leverage their bodies so they can lift their mouths out of the water to breathe.

4 Throughout the Instinctive Drowning Response, drowning people cannot voluntarily control their arm movements. Physiologically, drowning people who are struggling on the surface of the water cannot stop drowning and perform voluntary movements such as waving for help, moving toward a rescuer, or reaching out for a piece of rescue equipment.


From beginning to end of the Instinctive Drowning Response people’s bodies remain upright in the water, with no evidence of a supporting kick. Unless rescued by a trained lifeguard, these drowning people can only struggle on the surface of the water from 20 to 60 seconds before submersion occurs.”


This doesn’t mean that a person that is yelling for help and thrashing isn’t in real trouble—they are experiencing aquatic distress. Not always present before the Instinctive Drowning Response, aquatic distress doesn’t last long—but unlike true drowning, these victims can still assist in their own rescue. They can grab lifelines, throw rings, etc.


Look for these other signs of drowning when persons are in the water:

5 Head low in the water, mouth at water level

6 Head tilted back with mouth open

7 Eyes glassy and empty, unable to focus

8 Eyes closed

9 Hair over forehead or eyes

10 Not using legs—vertical

11 Hyperventilating or gasping

12 Trying to swim in a particular direction but not making headway

13 Trying to roll over on the back

14 Appear to be climbing an invisible ladder

So if a crew member falls overboard and everything looks OK—don’t be too sure. Sometimes the most common indication that someone is drowning is that they don’t look like they’re drowning. They may just look like they are treading water and looking up at the deck. One way to be sure? Ask them, “Are you all right?” If they can answer at all—they probably are. If they return a blank stare, you may have less than 30 seconds to get to them.

And parents—children playing in the water make noise.
When they get quiet, you get to them and find out why.

Click here to watch a brief VIDEO on this.

Monday, May 15, 2017

Pics of my mom.

As a child growing up, I only recall ever seeing one photo of my mother when she wa a child.
I had many from my dad's side of the family as his grandmother was an avid "Kodaker"

The one my mother showed me was of her, sitting on a lawn in a plaid skirt with one of those little Tam-o-shanter hats on over chin length hair.  I don't even know where that photo went or where we were when she showed it to me.  She was probably about 10 yrs old so this would possibly have been around mid to late 1930's.

Anyway, many thanks to my cousing Karen, pictured below: bottom row, second from the right, for finding a bunch of photos in my aunt Becky's photo album and sending them to me.  The are a little bit grainy, but I am very happy to have them.  Thanks Karen!


So in this photo starting at the top left: Uncle Glen, Uncle Dick, Aunt Mary, Aunt Ella,  my dad and in front of him is my mom.  In front of my mom is Grampa Irl. J. Walker, and Gramma Ethel Alta Ready Walker. Beside Gramma is my Aunt Becky.  Kids in the bottom row starting at the left are Billy, me (why a I always doing SOMETHING with my face?!) my cousin Karen and my cousin Dale. ("Deli Bread") This was taken on the front porch of the house on 65th and Foster.

In this photo starting left: Grampa Walker, Uncle Dick, Uncle Glen, Uncle Myron (who died young), my mom and Gramma Walker.


Starting at the top, left : Uncle Dick, Grampa Walker, Uncle Myron.
My mom (look how crazy tall she was!!), Gramma Walker, and the little boy is my Uncle Ed (Karen's dad).  This was taken on the front porch of the house on 65th and Foster.



Left to right: Uncle Dick, Grampa Walker, Gramma Walker, Uncle Glen, my mom, Uncle Ed.
This was taken in the front room of the house on 65th and Foster.

I *think* this is, starting at left: Uncle Dick, mom, Uncle Glen, Gramma, Grampa, Uncle Ed.
Circa 1970's




Starting at the left: Aunt Becky (Karen's mom), Aunt Mary (Uncle Glen's wife) Aunt Ella (Uncle Dick's wife, and my mom.  This was taken on the front porch of the house on 65th and Foster.



From left: My brother, my mom, me, my dad.  This was taken on the front porch of the house on 65th and Foster.


Wednesday, May 10, 2017

John 14:1-14

Jesus said, “Do not let your hearts be troubled. 

Believe in God, believe also in me. 
In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. 
If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? 
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, 
so that where I am, there you may be also. And you know the way to the place
where I am going.” 


Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know
where you are going.
How can we know the way?”
Jesus said to him,
“I am the way, and the truth, and the life.
No one comes to the Father
except through me.



If you know me,
you will know myFather also.
From now on you do know him
and have seen him.” 

Philip said to him, “Lord, show us the Father, and we will be satisfied.” 
Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and you
 still do not know me?
Whoever has seen me has seen the Father. 
How can you say, ‘Show us the Father’? 

Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words that I say to you I do not speak on my own; but the Father who dwells in me does his works. Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me; but if you do not, then believe me because of the works themselves. Very truly, I tell you, the one who believes in me will also do the works that I do and, in fact, will do greater works than these, because I am going to the Father.
I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father
may be glorified in the Son. If in my name you ask me for
anything, I will do it.”

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

The 30 second Gospel




The 30 second Gospel:

Well, this is only me clocking in here. I'm not the end-all be-all, know-it-all bible scholar, but as I understand it:

God gave us the 10 commandments so that we could learn that it is utterly impossible for humans to keep them all. (If any of them, half the time). ;o)

In our coming to such a conclusion, we would recognize our failure and consequently, our need for help.

Since God is perfect then, and humans not, God would have a big problem.

Since God is perfect, He can't be surrounded by that which is imperfect.
Imperfection must be utterly destroyed.  
God also desperately loves His creation and most profoundly, the humans which He created in His own image.  

So God has a problem.

He has to destroy imperfection, which we all are, but He also loves us all desperately.
Hence His need to come to earth.  
He came into this world as both God and Man, and was born to a Virgin.
He lived a perfect life, as only God can, while undergoing all of the trials and temptations, troubles, pain and experiences and general crappy stuff that we suffer through as humans.
Then He allowed Himself to be destroyed on our behalf, even though he did not earn the destruction, we did. 
Taking upon Himself the destruction that God the Father required of the offending items (us).
So God basically solved His own problem by starting with the 10 Commandments and ending with Jesus Christ.

That's the most basic, bare-bones gist of it.

It is a gigantic theological question that has plagued and confused people for millennia. :o)





Sometimes Jesus moved the signs.
He sometimes sent them God-knows-where, 
just for the heck of it.
Just for the craic.




Friday, April 28, 2017

Portland Days

It has been my very great privilege lately to get to spend many weekends with my kids in Portland this past month. Three weekends out of four.

Today, on my drive in to work, this song came up on a CD. It was perfect, because this morning is one of those wonderful "Portland" spring days (even though I am currently in Central OR). It's that rare "Portland" feel.

Everything is green.
The sky is green, the sun is green.
People are green.
And bright.
And this song fits that sensibility perfectly if you know Portland as your home town.

So here is a link, and the best greeting I can give you today is, have a Portland Day:

Recycle because it's the law (punishable by jail time).
Wear your beanie and flannel shirt.
Drink green drinks.  (Or your intense coffee)
Be weird.

Can't wait to go back up to PDX next weekend.

Friday, April 7, 2017

Art Gallery Update



The Art Blog , Nude Descending an Umbrella, has been updated 
with a couple of new colored pencil bits,
or you can go straight to my GALLERY


Tuesday, March 14, 2017

The Irish Pub Official Trailer







This is a wonderful little film.  Blake and Scout recognized a couple of the pubs, one being Coynes.

Happy St. Pats.

Enjoy.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Gluten Free Irish Soda Bread

So it turned out fairly well, I think.
The recipe is as follows:

- Grease your loaf pan
Mix together:

-  2 cups 1-1 gluten free flour.
- 1 cups sugar (optional amount)
- 2 tsp baking soda
- 2 tsp baking powder
- 2 eggs
- 2 cups milk or butter milk. (I sometimes do 1 cup of milk with 1 cup of another liquid such as beer etc.)

Mix dry ingredients.
Beat eggs and combine with liquid.
Create a well in the center of the dry mixture and add liquid mixture.
Mix until combined. Don't over mix.
Pour into greased loaf pan. And bake at 350 degrees for 45-60 min.
(for more traditional Irish Soda Bread, 1/2 this recipe and bake it in a round pan. Add raisins or currants if desired.)

I bake mine in a loaf pan because I want to use it for sandwiches.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Todays Highlights

Volcanoes and the Cascadia Subduction Zone

I have long wondered about the relationship between the colliding plates and when "Old Shakey" arrives, how it will affect our volcanoes.

In this image you can see how the San Juan de Fuca plate grinds down under the North American plate. When it reaches a certain level, it begins to heat up and liquify. Which is why we have volcanoes in the areas that we do.

According to Wiki:
The Juan de Fuca plate moves toward, and eventually is shoved beneath, the continent (North American plate).  Here, the oceanic crust of the Pacific Ocean has been sinking beneath the continent for about 200 million years, and currently does so at a rate of approximately 40 mm/yr.
At depths shallower than 30 km (19 mi) or so, the CSZ (Cascadia Subduction Zone) is locked by friction while strain slowly builds up as the subduction forces act, until the fault's frictional strength is exceeded and the rocks slip past each other along the fault in a megathrust earthquake. Below 30 km (19 mi) the plate interface exhibits episodic tremor and slip.
The width of the Cascadia subduction zone varies along its length, depending on the angle of the subducted oceanic plate, which heats up as it is pushed deeper beneath the continent. As it becomes hotter and more molten, it eventually loses the ability to store mechanical stress and generate earthquakes

So my question was: will "Old Shakey" suddenly waken our sleeping volcanoes again?
KTVZ had a timely and interesting special report on the subject here.

You can also get associated seismic updates here, at the Cascades Volcano Observatory.

And in other news:

 

This is what my month has felt like

I leave you with this final thought for the day:
 
As I ponder things and people it occurred to me that when we become obsessed with the utter destruction of a thing/idea/person/company we hate, far too often we end up becoming a carbon copy of that thing we hate.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Dog dish black hole

I don't know what it is this morning but everything I drop in the kitchen manages to bounce and land magically in the dog's water dish as though it were drawn there by some invisible force.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Frosty Aspens




Trees across from the Cop Shop





the Invisi-Baker

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

The Streep Thing.

I agreed with her.

Here is why I thought it was the wrong time and place to air such sentiments - no matter how much I agreed with her:

Sometimes people want to get away and have a break form all the BS.
Back in the 40's, it was the movie theaters. Even though they did have news reels running before each film played, it was still a way to take a break.

Isn't that partly what the arts are for?
To help us rest from the daily BS all around us?
Yes the arts are there to educate and challenge us as well.
But right in the middle of an event that is meant to, recognise people for their achievements, and to encourage and entertain others in an uplifting manner, why is it necessary to throw cold water on everyone suddenly.

Yes, Meryl, we love you to death, but thank you for interrupting all these good feelings of the evening to remind us how ugly is the national situation we go back to deal with, after we turn the tv off.

This is the same reason I felt it was VERY inappropriate for the cast of Hamilton to  make the political comments they did when Pence attended. It is kinda like breaking the fourth wall.

Suddenly this lovely time, this experience, was unexpectedly torn apart, and the ugly was allowed to seep back in. While in the midst of enjoying a performance, someone just poked a hole in the fourth wall and poked everybody in the heart, for just a minute. Why was THAT necessary?

And because Meryl Streep IS such a valuable and rightfully respected person, she could have used any venue she wanted.

It didn't HAVE to be the golden globes.

It makes me sad to hear when things like this happen. It is like punching an innocent audience in the stomach.

Leave the fourth wall alone when it comes to politics, imho.



The Good Snow Year

Every few years we get a wonderful snow year.


The church where I work sits fairly far back into the woods off the road.
Since the lot hadn't been plowed yet, I ended up hiking through the snow to get the rest of the way in.
It wasn't bad. It was only about a foot deep in the areas plowed from the previous snow storm so it was an easy hike. Glad I didn't have to hike through the 4 foot drifts!

My poor little tree!




I felt compelled to take some pics of the snow for posterity's sake.
Who knows when we will get this good a snow fall again. It may not be for another 3-5 years.
(Which would be sad.)

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Ok, it's only been one week...




And I am going to just say, it's REALLY hard for me to stay off FB. Although it has also been good to pull away from it. It is forcing me to take time to be more creative. But I do miss seeing what my friends are up to as frequently. I had to break the rule the other day in order to wish a friend happy birthday and also to post an alert about a dog I picked up in our neighborhood. But other than that, I've been fairly good at limiting it.

New Years 2017

The morning after the festive hooplah, fireworks, food and beverages. The snow falls steadily while every one reads, plays games, toys with the new kittens and eats breakfast.

Yard? What yard?

We've gotten at LEAST another 6-8 inches since this photo was taken.
And now the freezing rain has begun.
Not complaining mind you. I love the snow.

Saturday, January 7, 2017

Snow Removal from Roof and the Guillotine

So there is a LOT of snow accumulated on the roof.
My landlord/roomate went to buy a snow removal device but they were all sold out.
So she invented one of her own.
It actually worked.
Quite well.
In this video you will see the proof of it, with myself recording the auspicious event and shouting encouragements (aka heckling). An annoying 5 min long commentary on almost daily life around here.


video

One thing you won't see in this video, is Patti Jo scraping a large wad of snow so that it would strategically land on me while I was shoveling off the walk way. Also not seen is when the device slipped from the roof, narrowly missing me as I shoveled off the walk below. It would have been a most effective guillotine. I suppose that would have been the Darwin Award part.

In other news, Ika who has been away from the Central Oregon snow and cold for a long while, seems to be re-acclimating after 6 days of single digit and sub-zero temperatures.

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Looking Cat Looks

Sitting inside the warm glow of the mouth of my house.
Peering between the luminous teeth,
Looking Cat looks,
out into the dark winter night.


Gotta love the snow!

Despite the single digit and sub-zero temps lately, I still love the snow. I don't really shovel it, but instead drive over it and mash it down with my car when ever possible. 
Even so, I prefer it outside, rather than in however. 


A rolled up towel serves as a baffle next to the floor and perhaps I can keep out winter's chill by hanging the Norwegian coat (aka Blake's "Kringle Coat") on the door knob.



The patio has accumulated a couple of feet.
Not in the mood to dig out the fire pit, though.


Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Why are we not surprised?

In other local-ish news: Hanford is contaminating the surrounding areas.

In this local ARTICLE on KTVZ.com (local NBC affiliate) Hanford Nuclear Reservation is (finally) leaking.

Is this a shock?
Who are the numptys that say things like ,"Oh no this (insert thing humans do, say or build) will NEVER break,fail, or die."


Seriously, do we not ALL KNOW that if it is made by man, it will eventually crumble?
Nothing is eternal. (Except God) Nothing is infallible especially if humans were involved in the creation of it.

What happened to all the rocket scientists who built these danged things?

Surely THEY would have told somebody, "Uh, what are you gonna do to keep these facilities maintained so they don't leak?"

Answer: "uh, what do you mean leak? These things will be here for ever".

Dumb asses.


Thursday, December 29, 2016

Where is the French?

DNA result:

Apparently French Canadians are really English if my DNA is any indicator.
Which I suppose is not surprising when you think of how history between GB and France has played out over the centuries.
No Western European / French DNA indicated, what-so-ever.
First two largest hits indicate 70% some sort of Indo-Celtic melange.
Trace amounts of Italian (Roman advances into Britain?)
Trace amounts of Scandinavian (Viking Raids?)
This is gonna be an interesting research.


Sunday, October 9, 2016

Living Tiny : My Garage Conversion

My first adventure into Tiny Living began with my Garage Conversion. When my house sold,  I saw there was nothing available to rent in my town, and in the surrounding towns, what was available was exorbitant. A very good friend of mine offered to let me turn her garage into a tiny house apartment.

So her garage was stacked from the floor to the ceiling with rubbermaid totes, antiques, paint, tools etc., as you would expect a garage to be. Literally there was no room to walk through it. Adjacent to the garage was a gravel driveway containing a utility trailer full of yard debris and a pick-up truck.
Now hold that picture in your minds eye.


The driveway has been cleaned up, the yard debris trailer and pick-up truck have been moved away and replaced by my new patio space. The pergola is it's own story. Barbara Kirkpatrick and I put it up together in a weekend. SAdly, the first night we put it together wrong. So the next morning she came back and at one point an entire side of it fell off and went crashing through the arborvitae's on that far side. It was a comedy. Anyway, Many thanks Barb, for helping me on this project!



Walk up three steps, in through the front door (Garage side door) into my retro entryway.
Looking back into the entryway.
 Before the conversion this area stored antique furniture and paint supplies.


Standing in the entryway, looking into the living area of the apartment.
I know it looks very cramped in here, but I don't have a wide angle for this camera. There is actually enough room for my adult kids to throw down sleeping bags on the floor when they come to visit and sleep comfortably.
Originally this area was stacked to the ceiling with rubbermaid tubs and antique furniture "Projects".



Standing in the living area, looking back toward the entryway on the left and toward the kitchenette on the right. Although there is a concrete floor underneath, we had a handyman build a floating floor.
 Actually the handy man built everything in here.
The entire conversion including labour cost between $4000 and $6000 to complete.



Dining area and kitchenette


The utility sink is perfect for this small space because it has so many uses as opposed to a small, bar style sink. I can hand wash delicate clothing in it and put the dish drainer right in the sink. A towel bar hanging directly above keeps towels handy. I am making a fabric liner for the exterior which I will fasten with velcro, in order to camouflage the cleaning supplies below.
Before the conversion, the kitchenette and pantry areas were used to store paint and tools etc.


Here is the pantry. It looks a mess right now. I need to re-stack the food in the baskets. Don't judge me.
So, there is a mini-fridge with an EXCELLENT freezer! The microwave is on top of it, and on top of the microwave is the toaster oven. I have successfully baked bread and pies in this toaster oven. It was a good purchase. Also included in the pantry are a coffee maker to the extreme far right, out of view on the work station, and a crock pot, George Forman grill/panini maker  and various other appliances including a single burner electric cook-top.

The question was asked,  "where is your bathroom?"
Fortunately for me, my room mate granted me my own private use of her second bathroom, which is nearest my apartment. The other option would have been to convert what is now the pantry into a small bathroom using fixtures that would normally be used in an RV. The space in the pantry is greater than most travel trailer bathrooms and so there would be ample room to do this. In such a case, the pantry would be moved closer to the living area, on the other side of the sink where the metal cabinet is now.


Stepping out of the kitchenette, back into the living space you can see that I've got plenty of space for my books, DVD's, computer games and even a few VHS. That book shelf is long and narrow and made a perfect room divider/entertainment centre. My African Baskets on top provide storage for seasonal items like hats, scarves and mittens.The black bookshelf, connected to the large white one contains my musical instruments, art supplies and computer odds and ends.


I originally installed this shelf with the hopes of adding smaller shelves beneath it, creating a sort of stairway up for the cats to be able to sit up there and look down on my roomate's dogs, effectively antagonizing them from a safe place. Instead, for now, my plants are sitting up there.



WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?
AT one point, many many years back in the history of this garage, some one had considered putting in a cadet heater in the wall. They carved out this space for the insert, but they never completed the job. So it was a hole but not all the way through. Just to the exterior siding at the back. So I am looking at this danged thing, asking my daughter who happened to be near by, "What should I do about this stupid thing?"  She said, "turn it into a little hidden shrine". So I had some random relics from back in the day when I was in my office studio, and had that whole 'Jesus Wall' thing going on. I pulled some of the smaller pieces out after Scout (my daughter) painted the interior. So, what you see is, from top to bottom:

-My Step Mothers Crucifix
-A small shelf depicting St. Jude, Patron Saint of Lost Causes
 (they tell me he is usually depicted with his head on fire) .
On St. Jude's shelf, sits a small rubber dinosaur, and a vial of water from St. Bridgid's Well in Galway, which Scout brought back to me from her recent Ireland trip..
-On either side of St. Jude's shelf is a rosary.

Inside the Niche:
-St. Dymphna medallion, Patron Saint of the Mentally Ill, with info card.
-Picture of the Blond Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane
-Illuminated plaque of some yet unidentified Saint, TBD.
-A hand stitched postcard of the Pope.
-An LED pillar candle.







Across from the Secret Shrine and behind the big book shelf is my sleeping cubby. The wooden garage doors were replaced with brand new insulated garage doors which were installed without their tracks. The tracks are stored safely in the storage unit in case the area is ever returned to its original garage state.

So that's the gist of it.
Below are posted  two video's. One is a walk through tour,
the other is an answer the question, "What is that?".

The walking tour video is here :

video


Here is a descriptor of the odd, tiny, vintage TV:

video