The air has been buzzing with Chinook and black hawk helicopters today as stranded people are rescued. Unfortunately, my parent's sump pump seized up the other day and was unable to keep water from soaking sections of the basement, requiring removal of carpet and moving furniture. I was privileged to perform some minor gutter surgery and discovered how not to scale a roof. The proper way to get onto a roof is to hire someone who knows what they're doing. I just about slid off the garage roof on account of not being aware of my surroundings, particularly the slippery thin green residue atop the shingles hiding in the shade of a tall honey locust tree.
Saw some crazy pictures on TV and linked a few below. Many of the farming communities east of I-25 are now feeling the full swell from the rain in the foothills a day or so ago:
Some people take their jobs seriously while others take it a step further; case in point:
The systems engineering side of me totally geeks out when I see well designed systems perform their indicated operations in stressing environments as spec'd. It certainly boosts my confidence to see the end result. Go Go Firetruck!
It has been raining straight for the past 5 days, but today soaked them all. Pictures can remind us that Mother Nature is not a force to be reckoned with.
According to the USGS, many areas affected have experienced a 100 yr flood. Dams overflowing, highways washed away and whole towns (Lyons, Longmont, Loveland, .. - is this a cruel alliterative pattern or what?) cut off by torrential flash floods make for dramatic headlines, but also uberly excited weather anchors.
One weather anchor tonight shared some interesting statistics that put the
recent and unusual weather into perspective: In the past 24 hours,
Denver has received as much rain as it does on average from January to
June for a given year. Six months of rain in 24 hours?!? Does this mean a lower water bill? Not likely...
Another interesting perspective: Colorado is known more for the amount of snow accumulation than rain, yet if this precipitation were to fall as snow based on water content, a conservative estimate would equate that to 80 inches just in the city of Boulder and still more up in the canyons.
As the work day progressed, I heard rumors about the latest road closures. After lunch it was getting ridiculous and so I planned my route home, only my plan A lasted a total of 10 minutes before I had to switch to plan B. That lasted a measly 5 minutes, landing me on plan C. That lasted a good 20 minutes until plan D ultimately became necessary. Through it all, this comedy of errors reminded me of the following scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail of a father explaining to his son why they have the strongest and most stable castle in all the land:
The landscape on my commute home is made up of rolling hills and farm fields; however, today it resembled more the look of a swampy bayou where instead of cyprus trees, giant cottonwoods stood half concealed by dense low hanging clouds.
In retrospect, I for one would like to extend my deep appreciation for all those who have been paying their tithing, in full.
I heard that Trader Joe's announced their 4th store in the Denver metro area. This is all good and dandy; however, I would like to start a petition to bring the Aldi's grocery chain to the front range. That's right, with ever increasing inflation and cost of living, this country could use a couple more stores where a dollar feeds a family of 8 for a week. Who's with me? Say I.
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In other news, how about some white castle Colorado? If you build it, they will come ...
My mother-in-law found a fine gem in a local music store a while back - the Cadenza and opening number to the 1971 film "Fiddler on the Roof" by John Williams. For some awesome reason, I've enjoyed an affinty for Klezmer music since visiting the historic Jewish quarter of Kazimierz in Krakow, Poland ages ago. A few years back I attempted to transcribe the piece - unable to locate a copy online - but got about as far as a few dozen measures before finally giving up. It was a genuine surprise to me when I opened a Christmas present to see the title page smiling back at me.
RecentlyI had the opportunity to play the piece with an exceptional pianist from the ward (aka a local congregation in Mormon-speak) for a musical talent show. Mazel Tov!
Pringles would have you believe that "once you pop, you can't stop". A simple and catchy marketing phrase; however, conceived with the intent of persuading mankind of the impending doom that awaits all who partake of said salty snack. Spray-on-flavor-chips aside, it's hard not to resist the polished promises of gratification that saturate the airwaves. As for me, I more easily succumb to guarantees of efficiency. For example, there's always another kitchen gadget out there that can do the job quicker, easier and better. If left unchecked, I could amass an exorbitant collection of culinary contraptions. To my benefit, I am happily and blissfully married to a most loving and wise woman, and therefore comprehensively checked. That's a good thing, because there's more to life than the next shiny thing. #family #peaceofmind
We live in a marvelous age of medicine and specialists; procedures and therapies. Living amid such aesculapian abundance, one would think the world would be a healthier habitat. Yet despite the medical marvel of our day, the enemy remains a stubborn foe, ever lying in wait. I speak of unwelcome germs, to whom I direct the remaining words of this post: "Wake up, pack your bags, and get outta my house" That is all.
It has been said that "The
First wealth is health;" however less commonly known is the Second wealth,
otherwise known as Financial Backer of said First wealth.
