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After slightly less than half a day at work, where the big fun was hooking up my new monitor (a nice 19" Dell flatscreen, to replace the ancient CRT that died on Tuesday), I fueled my car, did some last-minute shopping and came home so we could get ready to go to Lawrence to see my mom and her husband, Marlin, as is our tradition. I had checked the weather repeatedly before we left, and promised Rohanna we would make it back tonight no matter what it took, so she could go to her family gathering Xmas morning. The trip up was not an issue, with a small amount of snow on the highway, and somewhat more in Lawrence. After a stop to fill a couple of growlers at the Free State, we went on to Dragonet's sister's shop, Brits, and stocked up on various foodstuffs. I also caused Rohanna great pain when I showed her the dvd set (#2 of 2) of the old Robin of Sherwood BBC series on the rack there. After a quick run through Au Marché next door (where I picked up a Mo's Dark Chocolate Bacon Bar, report to come), we went back out into the rising wind and headed across town to my mom's house. The roads were snowy, but not slick at all, so I wasn't concerned about the weather.

Ww had a fine time at mom's, with snacks and hot buttered rum while waiting for Dragonet's sister Sally to close the shop and join us. She got there about six, and we had a fine time chatting about life and such, all the while with the Weather Channel muted on the tv. As the scenes of blizzardy goodness kept coming across the screen, alternating with the radar pics on the 8s, Rohanna got more and more concerned about the trip back. I kept telling her it would be fine.

After a lovely meal of beef bourguignon*, wild rice, rolls and Waldorf salad**, we had a brief exchange of gifts and then, at 9p, I went out and fired up the van and let it run for several minutes to warm up. It was brutally cold out (ok, not -23˚, but in the low teens with a 0˚ or so wind chill), and while several inches of snow had fallen, the brisk northern breeze had whipped the dry flakes into dunes and drifts much deeper. We pulled out onto the steep street and began the journey home. I had brought along a mix cd I call "Play Fucking Loud," and I put it in to provide accompaniment. We headed back through downtown and across the bridge over the River Kaw to the turnpike entrance. I had to stop and clean the ice buildup off the windshield wipers, which had gotten thick enough the blades were no longer touching the glass. We made it to the highway, which was in pretty decent shape. It had been treated early on with salt spray, and then plowed at least once. But the ice was building up again, and I stopped at the service area not far from Lawrence and got a scraper. Once I cleared the windshield and blades and we turned up the defroster to earbleed, I was able to see fairly well the rest of the way back, albeit occasionally by hunching down to look through a lower spot when a brief buildup would occur. It took almost an hour and a half, as opposed to the usual 40 minutes, but I got us home safe and sound. Yay me, I is a bearcat.

I am now sipping some of Free State's Santa's Helper winter ale, and waiting for the vicodin to kick in to deal with the kinks in my neck and shoulders. Depending on how much snow we get overnight, Dragonet and I will be heading back to Lawrence to her mom's around noon tomorrow. Hush, you muskies!


*At one point, Rohanna looked at me and said, "You ate mushrooms!" in the bourguignon, and I told her no, I worked around them, which was easy, since they were large and obvious. My mother was amazed that I didn't eat mushrooms, and Marlin professed shock that she knew so little about her oldest child. She noted that when fresh mushrooms first became readily available at the grocery store, and she and my sister would regularly chow down on them, I had already moved out of the house.

**I really like my mom's Waldorf salad, and hadn't had it in years and years. I served myself up a portion, and noticed some tiny red things in the mix. "Did you put cranberries in this?" I asked, before quickly correcting myself and noting they were pomegranates. Mom expressed surprised I liked them (it was a dinner full of learning experiences), and noted that when I was living at home, pomegranates weren't any more available in the store than fresh mushrooms were thirty-plus years ago.
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After the Czar won Wed. night's beer re-creation of WWI (see previous entry), I had a reasonable night's sleep, and after a leisurly morning, Dragonet and I headed to Lawrence to have Thanksgiving at her Mom's. Sister Sally was there, as was our nephew Dan and his mother, Laurie (first wife of D's older brother). Much good food was consumed, bad football was desultorily watched (I shouldn't have whipped that Johnson* out, obviously), and we headed back with Dan in the back seat to take him to his car, which he had left in the outskirts of Westport the previous evening after a long night of partying (he said he got home at 6a). He knew which street the car was on, but no one was quite sure where that street fit into the matrix of the area. Eventually it was found, and we came back home. Once Rohanna returned from her family's festivities, she and I discussed the idea of going to see Bob Reeder at O'Dowd's in Zona Rosa, and getting into their early Black Friday activities. We looked at the options, and decided to stay home. A bit later, she said that there had been a live news remote from Zona Rosa, and people had started lining up at noon.

Ro and I decided instead to take part in the looting this morning, so we got up at 6a and made our way to Best Buy, where I acquired a 19" Acer LCD widescreen monitor, to replace my current CRT, which had developed a nasty habit of randomly dimming and brightening. Also picked up "Boo," the latest Was/Not Was album (their first in 20 years). Then we did a quick run through the soon to be defunct Circuit City to no great purpose, and followed that with a stop at The Olde Timey Barn of Pottery, or something like that. Ro got some carpet for her bedroom. At that point, it was still not yet 9a, and I suggested we run through Cargo Largo, which is a freight salvage place full of strange and entertaining items of all kinds, most at quite low prices. Since they were taking 20% off all purchases, Ro agreed. Multiple miscellaneous items later, we headed home, and after a brief rest, headed back out for lunch and more shopping.

The China Star Buffet at 95th & Metcalf was reasonablypriced, if a bit bland in its selections, but it was across the street from Microcenter. On the way there, Dragonet mentioned that she could use a monitor, as well, to help with her work. I pointed out that if we found a better deal for me, she could have the Acer. I got a new Kensington wireless keyboard and mouse combo, and Dragonet found a new headphone set with microphone. I went looking for Ro, and found her pointing to a Sceptre 24" lcd, which was on sale for less than half the list price. With tears in my eyes, I waved goodbye to the Acer and reluctantly accepted the larger monitor. We decided that was enough shopping, and returned home. A couple of hours of cleaning, rearranging and cable swapping (not a euphemism), I am looking at this huge display in wonder. The keyboard is going to take a bit of getting used to, but I'm sure I'll adapt. And now, selections in celebration of crossing the 14K plateau in tunes.


1) Recapturing, TrianguliZona

2) differentown_final (no idea who did this, .59 of weirdness)

3) Keep Your Distance, Richard Thompson

4) Dance To Your Daddy, Colin Meloy

5) We're Having All The Fun, Fun Boy Three

6) Popcorn, Sparky's Magic Piano

7) 3 Is Better Than 4, The Dials

8) Dr. Luther's Assistant, Elvis Costello & the Attractions (Live At Leicester 10-22-77)

9) She Came in Through the Bathroom Window, The Beatles [Abbey Road (Ebbets)]

10) Into the Sun, King Black Acid

And some seconds, for all the trytophans out there:

11) I Could Be Dreaming, Belle & Sebastian

12) Vegetarian Restaurant, Aberfeldy

13) Everybody Hurts, Amanda Palmer & Cormac Bride


Tomorrow is the Lobsterfestapaloozathon, with the added bonus of watching the KU-MU game while enduring Ralphie's heckling. Sunday is blessedly devoid of activity more strenuous than watching feetsball. Hope everyone had a good Turkey day, and may you all have a great weekend.


* Calvin, wide receiver for Detroit, of course. What did you think I meant?
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After the Czar won Wed. night's beer re-creation of WWI (see previous entry), I had a reasonable night's sleep, and after a leisurly morning, Dragonet and I headed to Lawrence to have Thanksgiving at her Mom's. Sister Sally was there, as was our nephew Dan and his mother, Laurie (first wife of D's older brother). Much good food was consumed, bad football was desultorily watched (I shouldn't have whipped that Johnson* out, obviously), and we headed back with Dan in the back seat to take him to his car, which he had left in the outskirts of Westport the previous evening after a long night of partying (he said he got home at 6a). He knew which street the car was on, but no one was quite sure where that street fit into the matrix of the area. Eventually it was found, and we came back home. Once Rohanna returned from her family's festivities, she and I discussed the idea of going to see Bob Reeder at O'Dowd's in Zona Rosa, and getting into their early Black Friday activities. We looked at the options, and decided to stay home. A bit later, she said that there had been a live news remote from Zona Rosa, and people had started lining up at noon.

Ro and I decided instead to take part in the looting this morning, so we got up at 6a and made our way to Best Buy, where I acquired a 19" Acer LCD widescreen monitor, to replace my current CRT, which had developed a nasty habit of randomly dimming and brightening. Also picked up "Boo," the latest Was/Not Was album (their first in 20 years). Then we did a quick run through the soon to be defunct Circuit City to no great purpose, and followed that with a stop at The Olde Timey Barn of Pottery, or something like that. Ro got some carpet for her bedroom. At that point, it was still not yet 9a, and I suggested we run through Cargo Largo, which is a freight salvage place full of strange and entertaining items of all kinds, most at quite low prices. Since they were taking 20% off all purchases, Ro agreed. Multiple miscellaneous items later, we headed home, and after a brief rest, headed back out for lunch and more shopping.

The China Star Buffet at 95th & Metcalf was reasonablypriced, if a bit bland in its selections, but it was across the street from Microcenter. On the way there, Dragonet mentioned that she could use a monitor, as well, to help with her work. I pointed out that if we found a better deal for me, she could have the Acer. I got a new Kensington wireless keyboard and mouse combo, and Dragonet found a new headphone set with microphone. I went looking for Ro, and found her pointing to a Sceptre 24" lcd, which was on sale for less than half the list price. With tears in my eyes, I waved goodbye to the Acer and reluctantly accepted the larger monitor. We decided that was enough shopping, and returned home. A couple of hours of cleaning, rearranging and cable swapping (not a euphemism), I am looking at this huge display in wonder. The keyboard is going to take a bit of getting used to, but I'm sure I'll adapt. And now, selections in celebration of crossing the 14K plateau in tunes.


1) Recapturing, TrianguliZona

2) differentown_final (no idea who did this, .59 of weirdness)

3) Keep Your Distance, Richard Thompson

4) Dance To Your Daddy, Colin Meloy

5) We're Having All The Fun, Fun Boy Three

6) Popcorn, Sparky's Magic Piano

7) 3 Is Better Than 4, The Dials

8) Dr. Luther's Assistant, Elvis Costello & the Attractions (Live At Leicester 10-22-77)

9) She Came in Through the Bathroom Window, The Beatles [Abbey Road (Ebbets)]

10) Into the Sun, King Black Acid

And some seconds, for all the trytophans out there:

11) I Could Be Dreaming, Belle & Sebastian

12) Vegetarian Restaurant, Aberfeldy

13) Everybody Hurts, Amanda Palmer & Cormac Bride


Tomorrow is the Lobsterfestapaloozathon, with the added bonus of watching the KU-MU game while enduring Ralphie's heckling. Sunday is blessedly devoid of activity more strenuous than watching feetsball. Hope everyone had a good Turkey day, and may you all have a great weekend.


* Calvin, wide receiver for Detroit, of course. What did you think I meant?
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How can my little sister be 50 today, when I'm only, what, 43?* It's a puzzlement.



*Prime!
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How can my little sister be 50 today, when I'm only, what, 43?* It's a puzzlement.



*Prime!
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My mother, Nancy Lois Malody Murray Harmony, turns 75 today. I hope to have half her energy and enthusiasm should I make it that far.

After we moved to Lawrence, Kansas in 1968, we spent most of my junior high/high school years as a one-income family: hers. She worked as a "secretary" in the Chemistry Department by day (working for Ralph Adams, a pioneer in the study of dopamine in the 1970s [side note: thanks to her, Dragonet and I got to meet Linus Pauling when he visited campus once]), and every night she trundled home her IBM Selectric and pounded out grant proposals, dissertations and anything else people would pay her to type.* It can't have been easy, but she kept the three of us kids fed and clothed, if not in the manner we might have preferred.

In 1984, she married Marlin Harmony, the Chairman of the Chemistry Department, and embarked on a well-deserved reasonably happily ever after. Since their retirement, they have traveled the world (this spring it was a flight to Tahiti, then a cruise around the islands of the area).

After her grandchildren, her greatest devotion is to KU sports, and the basketball team specifically. She is known to them all as "The Brownie Lady," for the treats she bakes for the team to take on each road game. She was once approached by USA Today about having a feature done on her, but she declined, not wanting to distract the team heading into the NCAA Tournament that year.

So Happy Birthday, Mom, and many more. Thanks for everything.

Love, your only oldest son.


*To the best of my knowledge, she didn't type things like letters to Penthouse Forum, and I don't want to know if she did.
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My mother, Nancy Lois Malody Murray Harmony, turns 75 today. I hope to have half her energy and enthusiasm should I make it that far.

After we moved to Lawrence, Kansas in 1968, we spent most of my junior high/high school years as a one-income family: hers. She worked as a "secretary" in the Chemistry Department by day (working for Ralph Adams, a pioneer in the study of dopamine in the 1970s [side note: thanks to her, Dragonet and I got to meet Linus Pauling when he visited campus once]), and every night she trundled home her IBM Selectric and pounded out grant proposals, dissertations and anything else people would pay her to type.* It can't have been easy, but she kept the three of us kids fed and clothed, if not in the manner we might have preferred.

In 1984, she married Marlin Harmony, the Chairman of the Chemistry Department, and embarked on a well-deserved reasonably happily ever after. Since their retirement, they have traveled the world (this spring it was a flight to Tahiti, then a cruise around the islands of the area).

After her grandchildren, her greatest devotion is to KU sports, and the basketball team specifically. She is known to them all as "The Brownie Lady," for the treats she bakes for the team to take on each road game. She was once approached by USA Today about having a feature done on her, but she declined, not wanting to distract the team heading into the NCAA Tournament that year.

So Happy Birthday, Mom, and many more. Thanks for everything.

Love, your only oldest son.


*To the best of my knowledge, she didn't type things like letters to Penthouse Forum, and I don't want to know if she did.
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My brother and his lovely wife are the proud parents of Eloisa Nannette Crumpton-Murray.

Born November 19th, 8 lb 9 oz, 20 1/2"

They had to scramble to come up with a name, as they were "certain" they were going to have another boy.

Mother and daughter are doing fine. Father is taking care of the boys.

Apparently I need to upgrade to post a picture here, but trust me, she's gorgeous.
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My brother and his lovely wife are the proud parents of Eloisa Nannette Crumpton-Murray.

Born November 19th, 8 lb 9 oz, 20 1/2"

They had to scramble to come up with a name, as they were "certain" they were going to have another boy.

Mother and daughter are doing fine. Father is taking care of the boys.

Apparently I need to upgrade to post a picture here, but trust me, she's gorgeous.

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