Monthly Archives: May 2011

High 5’s for Dr. Huxtable

Besides the fact that I’m a nerd, we did also make another discovery this week. We discovered the awesomeness that is the Cosby Show. It’s been a really long time since I’ve seen it and I’m pretty sure that I’ve never really appreciated it until now. We were lucky enough to catch two episodes back to back.  So my advice for you today, the next time you see Dr. Huxtable in one of his gnarly knit sweaters put down the remote and be entertained by good quality television. They don’t make it the way they used to. I should however warn you that watching this show will probably cause you to spontaneously bust out high 5’s to all of your friends. Yeah, that’s kind of a nerdy thing to do. I completely understand though, it’s just that good. If you happen to catch an episode let me know, you’ve got an air five coming your way…be on the look out.  If you happen to watch these two clips, I can guarantee your cool points will totally go up.

These clips were taken from the episode “How do You Get To Carnegie Hall?” which aired during Season 5 in 1988. The first one redirects you to youtube, sorry, but it’s still worth it.

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Nerd Alert!

Ahem…I have an announcement to make. Just so we’re clear and everyone knows…I am officially a NERD. It’s true. I know, surprise surprise, tell us something we didn’t already know right?

I came upon this realization over the past week when one of our favorite friends came to dfw for a visit. Daniel Moffatt, The Moff Man, Dan the Man, Moff the Proph, Ole Danny Boy, the list goes on I’m sure. Daniel and his lovely friend Dawn stopped by Midlothian to grace us with their presence this past week. It’s always a good time when you throw Daniel in the mix and this visit was no exception.

It all started last Tuesday night when I met up with Dan, Dawn and Chad for dinner.  We were talking about checking out an antique store in Deep Ellum and discussing how much we liked antiques and the history of old things etc… I know, riveting conversations for 20 somethings (gotta say it while there’s still time). I happened to mention this podcast that I had been listening to on the way to dinner.  Story goes like this…in 1898 these archeologists from Oxford had discovered an old trash dump in Egypt. Pretty much the mother load of undisturbed trash somewhere around 10 centuries old.  In the dump they had uncovered pieces of papyrus with lost sayings of Jesus that hadn’t been seen, heard, or read in over 2,000 years. They also found a portion of scripture that happens to be the oldest known copy of the text in Revelation 13.

13:16-18 “He also forced everyone, small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on his right hand or on his forehead, so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of his name. This calls for wisdom. If anyone has insight, let him calculate the number of the beast, for it is man’s number. His number is 666.”

As we all know, the traditional number of the beast is 666. On this papyrus, they found the Greek letters Chi Iota Stigma, which actually reads 616. hmmmm? I’m wondering how many people are gonna have to touch up their tattoos?

What gets me, is that 107 years later, people are still devoting their entire lives to this. So much time, money and talents spent deciphering these teeny tiny fragments of history in order to make sense of things and to preserve it. Which reminds me of what we were watching on t.v. this morning pertaining to the Terracotta Army that was uncovered in China. Double nerd whammy! I wasn’t even planning on bringing that one up. It’s crazy to me though how much time and energy people put into such tedious and most of the time unrewarding work for the benefit of history. You’ve really gotta love it. So yes, that was a tangent. Let’s move on.

Day 2, we were making breakfast. Sausage. Egg. Cheese. Tomato. All on a biscuit add some fresh honey. Yes, be jealous.  For some reason we were talking about how Dawn loves biology and animals, so I decided this would be a good time for me to bestow my knowledge of dolphin sleeping habits. The fact that in order for dolphins to sleep, they shut off half of their brains at a time so that they can continue to watch for predators as well as come to the surface to breathe which would make sense so that they don’t drown. This is called logging, in this state a dolphin resembles a log floating on the surface of the water. I certainly didn’t learn this little biology lesson by watching “Flipper,” although that show was pretty entertaining when I was 10. Did I mention that I learned this from a podcast that I listen to? Yep, podcast reference #2.

So later in the week, our conversation somehow got onto the topic of DNA. Don’t ask me how, because I’m really racking my brain trying to remember what we were talking about and your guess is as good as mine at this point, but it went something like this… Hey, did you guys know that there are geneticists who can take a blood sample from a male, study the DNA molecules and trace your ancestory? Only men have the Y chromosome, so like a surname, the Y chromosome is passed down from father to son. An exact copy of the chromosome is given to the next generation. However, every once in a while there is a spontaneous random mutation to that Y chromosome. This mutation is then copied from father to son to grandson and so on. These mutations serve as unique markers for tracking ancestory. There was a group of geneticists that spent 10 years collecting blood from 16 different populations that live within and on the borders of the former enormous Mongol Empire. When they studied the DNA, they made a startling discovery. The majority of the blood they sampled showed the same mutated Y chromosome. How could this be? They traced the mutation back at least 1000 years, compared it with the history of the region did some calculations and badabing badaboom, their explanation…Genghis Khan. Genghis Khan and his sons, controlled the largest land empire ever seen in the history of the human race. This huge conquered expanse extended from the Pacific Ocean coast of China right across Asia to Iran and the Adriatic Sea. I don’t think I need to go into explanation about Genghis Khan and his actions, but some recent research tells us that in the lands conquered by Genghis Khan, 8% of the people are his direct descendants. In fact, world-wide, one in every 200 men is related to the mighty Khan – which works out to about 16 million men. 16 million!! Thus making him the most successful biological father in history. Can you guess where I may have heard this information? If you guessed while standing in line trying to decide what ingredients to put into my bowl at Genghis Grill, then sorry wrong answer. If you guessed from this podcast I listen to, then you’re catching on. This brings our total to 3 podcast ramblings.

Wednesday afternoon I had to take a little nap. I had 3 hours of sleep the night before because for some I reason I stay up way too late (like right now) and then I got a phone call in the morning that  someones car wouldn’t start  so I had to go in to work at 6:45am…again. So while I was napping before I had to go back to work for my original shift, the rest of the crew decided they were going to do P90X in the living room. SUPER LOUD. There must be a karate section or something, because I awoke to sounds of “hi-yah!” exploding from the 0ther room. Then Tony Horton the instructor started going on and on about how he wasn’t going to get old, he was going to look young forever, he wasn’t going to get fat, he was going to be healthy and fit forever and ever and ever and ever…ok, maybe I was a little tired and cranky, but I stumbled from my room to the bathroom and mumbled…everyone’s gonna die ya know! I didn’t tell them where my thought process came from, but I had listened to this story on this podcast that I listen to sometimes about a 90 yr old man who was in great physical and mental shape even at his old age. He was jumping on a trampoline in the clip they played, talking about how he exercised all his life and that his father lived to be 103 so he planned on living at least to 100. Two years later he’s on his death bed dying a slow and painful death. Don’t get me wrong, I think exercise and being healthy is really important, it was just the attitude behind his comments about being immortal or staying young forever that were really getting on my nerves. We’re all gonna die someday ya know, even Tony Horton’s body is gonna give out on him.  Old age is going creep in, his muscles are going to shrivel up, it happens to the best of us, it’s inevitable.  So I don’t think that one actually counts as mentioning the podcast, but I was still thinking about it so  it does count as more proof.

Friday, I started to reminisce about our road trip from Oregon to Michigan and quickly decided not to remember my favorite memories for fear that they would be altered by remembering them. The podcast about memory throws around the idea of being able to erase a memory as someone or something (such as rats) are remembering it. They also go on to say that every time we bring to remembrance a memory our mind alters it somewhat so it is not a true replication of what we are actually trying to remember. They say that the most true and vivid memories would be those locked in the mind of someone with amnesia. Seems like a shame to me. Daniel and I then were curious about how a memory could be considered a memory until someone actually recalls it, therefore how would an amnesia patient even have memories if they can’t remember them? I don’t know, kinda confusing so we listened to this podcast that I listen to, the one about memory on our way to a birthday party in Fort Worth.

On our way home from the party, we listened to the podcast about the walls of Jericho. This led to me teaching Dan how to play the song “Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho” on the piano. Sunday I got to again share my wealth of knowledge when Chad mentioned the word “Jericho,” I was sure to let everyone know that it would not in fact be possible for the Israelites to blow down the walls of Jericho with trumpets without it being an act of God. (Obviously that’s the point of the story). It would take somewhere around 40,000 trumpets or shofars blowing at the same focused location on the wall which would be impossible, because the power of the blast would literally blow the heads off of the people in the front rows.

So I successfully brought up this podcast that I listen to at least 5 err..6 times this week (Forgot I brought up the Kirtland Warbler story about Mio Michigan somewhere along the way). By the end of the week I came to the conclusion that I am undoubtedly a big fat nerd. I can’t help it, I love RadioLab!!! I bet if you listened to it, you would love it too.  So here’s a link if you want to check it out.

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It’s no use crying over spilt milk

It’s no use crying over spilt milk, but I almost did. Literally. Yesterday morning I was awoken to a phone call at 6:45am by one of the employees of the coffee bar telling me they wouldn’t be making it to work today. Awesome. We open at 7:00, so I jumped out of bed, which if you know me is some kind of miracle in itself, and threw some clothes on. Luckily I live only a couple minutes away. So here we go, I’m up, coffee’s on, cinnamon rolls are in the oven, so far so good. I had some pretty hefty boxed lunch orders that had to be done by 11:00am, so I’m prepping food, baking cookies, waiting on customers all as quickly as possible. I’m feeling good right, it’s all working out and I haven’t even had any coffee myself yet. Then I get an order for a breakfast bowl…eggs, cheese, bacon. I look at the microwave only to find that it’s dead.  Not the first time this has happened, the toaster and microwave are very needy little appliances.  They both like to be the center of attention and sometimes if you decide to use them at the same time, then watch out, because they’ll just quit on you all together. Usually it’s an easy fix, a pain in the behind, but not a big deal. Flip the circuit breaker, or reset the power strip and you’re usually golden. NOT TODAY. I flipped multiple breakers, moved the fridge, unplugged the cords, plugged them back in, unplugged them again, plugged them back in, found a new power strip, plugged the cords in, unplugged the cords, you get the idea…nothing. Then I realized that the problem was the microwave itself, toaster is toasting like that’s it’s job. So I had to call the reinforcements.  30 minutes of my precious prep time are now gone and still no breakfast bowl. I had to move on to other things while I waited, so I opened the refrigerator to put something away and without any warning whatsoever a gallon of milk plummets to its death onto the floor exploding ALL over the kitchen and all over me. When I say exploding, I’m not exaggerating, not one bit. From one side of the kitchen to the other, milk was splattered on everything. I found milk on the inside door of the oven on the other side of the kitchen. I looked down and now I had a lake of leche spread across the middle of the floor.  All I wanted to do was cry. I just stood there and stared at it for minute thinking ‘of course this would happen right now, this morning, yep of course, why wouldn’t it?’ Since I couldn’t cry, all I could do was laugh. It wasn’t funny at the time, nope not at all, but really what else can you do?  When life throws suicidal milk jugs at you, it’s no use crying over spilt milk so all you can do is mop it up and move along.

I’m really disappointed I didn’t think to take a picture of the devastation in the kitchen so you could see how serious I am about the milk being EVERYWHERE.

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Keep Austin Awesome (some more)

Part 2 of Austin, I’ll make it short and sweet….maybe. Day 2 we decided to find a spot on the beach at the park we were camping in to fly our friends’ kite.  This is not what you’re thinking. This kite is not the little diamond shaped plastic cutout with the bows tied down the tail that Ben Franklin made famous. This kite is a Power Kite, made for the more serious kiter. We took it for it’s first water flight.

Here we are in awe of the kite and all it’s beauty:)

After kiting, we decided to head to Hamilton Pool. Hamilton Pool is a nature preserve about 30 minutes west of Austin. Supposedly thousands of years ago the dome of an underground river collapsed due to massive erosion creating a great swimming hole with a 45ft waterfall. It was seriously beautiful. You have to hike about a 1/4 of a mile to get to it and then it’s like you’ve been transported to a tropical paradise or something. So maybe not quite tropical, but still pretty darn amazing.

I was actually quite frightened of what kind of creatures might be swimming in the water with us.  I was not at all put to ease when we spotted this guy sunbathing on the rocks right near the waterfall.
We grabbed some lunch at the famous “Torchy’s Tacos” at the Trailer Park Eatery. Food from a trailer or a truck is all the rage now-a-days I guess.

Which brings us to the reason we journeyed to Austin in the first place…The Railroad Revival Tour! (I wrote a bit about it in Keep Austin Awesome)  Not gonna lie, it was hot and crowed, the girls next to me were smoking an illegal substance. One of them had to be carried out of the show because she was so out of it she couldn’t stand up, but nonetheless it was totally worth it!!  Next time however,  I will probably just join the hippie party outside the fence and enjoy the show for free.

The vintage train they came on

Here’s a little sampling of the show. THESE ARE NOT MY VIDEOS. I didn’t post any of the Old Crow performance sorry, I do however recommend that you go listen to ‘Wagon Wheel’ and then you’ll want to listen to it again. The first video is of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Not necessarily any of the songs that have made them famous, but there weren’t really too many videos to choose from and this one shows an amazing cloud that was over head during their set. For more of their popular stuff you should look up ‘Home’ or ’40 day dream.’

This one is of Mumford and Sons and yes, that’s the Austin High School marching band on stage with them performing “The Cave.”

This was the grand finale, this video goes on and on and on for like 6, almost 7 minutes.  Watch it all if you want, or just a few minutes, you’ll get the idea.
This trip was short and sweet, but overall I’d have to say we give it 4 thumbs up!!

All the photos in this post were also taken by Natalie, except for the train, taken with the good ole’ iphone.

Grayteful

So yesterday I’m brushing my teeth, minding my own business when I look up at the reflection of myself in the mirror and BAM!…right there staring me in the face, right in front of my very eyes glimmering in the artificial bathroom lighting, I see it. There’s no mistaking it, there’s no denying it, no trying to disguise it as something that it’s not. It’s definitely there and it’s definitely my FIRST GRAY HAIR. Oh you can bet on whatever it is you bet on that I plucked that thing out of my head so fast it didn’t even have time to think about sticking around any longer making friends with my other younger, healthier hairs. I’ll admit, I freaked out for a minute. Ok fine, it was more like 5-7 minutes. Then barged in to show my brother, who actually could have cared less nor even attempted to sympathize with my recent discovery in my aging fragile state. What’s a girl to do? So naturally, I decided I should take a picture to document this milestone in my life and post it on Instagram for the world (or at least my 13 followers) to see.  And now here it is…in all it’s silvery glory.There were a few guesses as to what this picture actually was of.  Including a scratched iphone case, an old record, my new couch? Really it’s the back of a hand held mirror.

Oh and if you haven’t listened to the new Fleet Foxes album yet, ‘Helplessness Blues.’  You should totally check it out, it’s worth the listen. This is my second time through.

Keep Austin Awesome

This past week has been crazy busy. Awesome, but exhausting at the same time.  The week started with a trip to Austin Texas and ended with the 4/30 Art and Music Festival at the Lighthouse, with a few sleepless nights in between.  I recently posted a list of things that I want to do before my next birthday (you can read about that list here).  I’m so excited, because I was able to check a few of those things off my list! Including one of the major ones…see Mumford and Sons live. Yes, it’s true.  I know you’re jealous so don’t hate me, but I got to be a part of the crowd for Mumford’s Railroad Revival Tour. I first put this task (if you can call it that) to see Mumford and Son’s live on my list thinking it would never happen. I figured they wouldn’t be back in the US and the likely hood of me actually getting tickets for a show would probably be slim to none. I added it anyway to at least just fill a number. Then, I woke up one morning a few months back and checked my facebook (sometimes it’s the only way I can keep myself from falling directly back to sleep).  I saw that “The Mum” had posted a tour with (wait for it)….Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros….(it doesn’t stop there) and Old Crow Medicine Show! Both bands that I had been wanting to see live as well. I rubbed my eyes, checked it again, rubbed my eyes once more, went to the website to make sure I was reading it right, busted out a little dance…  Turns out the bands would be traveling across the Southwest on a vintage train, making only 6 stops along the way, Austin Tx being one of them. My lucky day, let’s just say I jumped on that train as fast I could and found myself along with my brother and two of our closest friends on our way to the Live Music Capital of the World. Here are a few of the highlights…

The Ticket

 First stop of course was coffee what else would you expect? I think it’s obvious I enjoyed it.

what used to be a cappuccino

Bocce Ball in this park, way more fun than I expected. If you look closely you can see the Bocce Balls spread out on the ground.

Bocce Ball!!!!-photo cred-Natalie Busch

We went to see the world’s largest urban bat colony exiting from under the Congress Ave Bridge. Creepy + Awesome.

Waiting for the bats

Sorry Mom…

- photo cred-Natalie Busch

First time back in the sushi game since my mishap at ghetto sushi in Sagnasty. Delicious. Dinner.

-photo cred- Natalie Busch

We stumbled upon one of the cities many painted pianos…

Painted Pianos-photo cred-NB

Camping at Pace Bend Park…free?? Somehow we lucked out and no one was working at the park while we were there. Best free campground I’ve ever been to and beautiful to boot. Cliff side camping a bonus!

campsite backyard-photo cred- NB

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This just goes to show it’s true what they say…”Keep Austin Weird!” This guy was hanging out at our campsite with us. Looks pretty friendly during the day, but actually rather frightening when your flashlight hits him unaware at 1am.

Put on a happy face -photo cred-NB

So yeah, there’s definitely more to this adventure, but it’s 3am again and there’s still lots to tell.  So I’ll leave you with this much for now…until next time.

You can also check out some of Natalie’s other photos at memoryweaverphotos.com or her side of this story at her blog, The Messy Mom.

Now Playing in my ears:  Antlers,’Bust Apart’

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