Sheesh. I just logged in here thinking it was the EcoReno blog because I needed to post some stuff there. Duh.
As long as I'm here, I guess I'll give a quick roundup of all things us. Not that there's much. I seem to have lost that nagging feeling in the back of my mind, urging me to get new pictures posted, keep this site viable. EcoReno dominates my spare time and psyche, every spare moment I think about what's on our calendar today, tomorrow, this weekend. I do pretty well keeping work stuff off my mind when I'm not at work, except for the occasional day lately (and by lately, I mean the last few months) when I wonder if my job is in jeopardy, if I'm going to end up working at a different location, on a schedule that conflicts horribly with the rest of our lives. When I'm not thinking about the store, I'm addicted to keeping up on all the other blogs, Twitter feeds, and other web-based crap. Go, go, go, story of my life these days. At least the weather seems to be getting nice again, so that means less bundling up, Vespa weather, and sitting outside once in a while. For those keeping track, the kids are well, growing, Sid had a couple ear infections recently, and Lola's doing great in most respects.
A few pics of late, I can't be bothered to actually put them in an album.
Oh for crying out loud. The battery on the camera died before I could get them loaded on here. Must be a sign that I should do this proper, in the albums. Soon. Stay tuned.
Showing posts with label Rants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rants. Show all posts
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Busy and about to combust
It has been 4 years since I have slept in. (Sorry to any of those w/o kids - it is worth it!) This was preceded by late night and early mornings followed by early mornings of work. What can I say? I worked on a golf course, so it was work and then play and then led into a long night of.....socializing? Hey, it all led me to meet and marry Marc. Best thing that ever happened until the birth of our children which has led to no sleep, which leads me to this blog about an even bigger loss of sleep.
I was so lucky to stay home with both kids for as long as I did. I also feel lucky to take this opportunity to start a business for the benefit of their future - both environmentally and (hopefully) financially! But with this great endeavor has come a lack of sleep. Who cares that I fall asleep at 9pm right after Lola goes to bed and am facing away from Marc, convince him that, no, I am really not sleeping. I don't care that I drag myself out of bed and let the shower wake me up or that I depend on caffeine. Even being told that the microwave breaks down the caffeine molecules (thanks, Paige) has led me to drink cold coffee as to not lose any source of energy. What does bother me....blood shot eyes. Gross. At first I thought I might have to fight off a nasty eye infection as I have done it before. I am horrible about my contacts. Nope. No pain, just a lot of redness. A lot. I had to stop and think about it. I thought it was a mythical thing. Something that some people experience, but for me, it only existed in cartoon format. That was until yesterday. And going to bed, I crossed Marc's path ask him why his were so red....same thing...tired. I tried to get to bed even earlier, and the half hour really helped and the redness has subsided, thankfully.
I was so lucky to stay home with both kids for as long as I did. I also feel lucky to take this opportunity to start a business for the benefit of their future - both environmentally and (hopefully) financially! But with this great endeavor has come a lack of sleep. Who cares that I fall asleep at 9pm right after Lola goes to bed and am facing away from Marc, convince him that, no, I am really not sleeping. I don't care that I drag myself out of bed and let the shower wake me up or that I depend on caffeine. Even being told that the microwave breaks down the caffeine molecules (thanks, Paige) has led me to drink cold coffee as to not lose any source of energy. What does bother me....blood shot eyes. Gross. At first I thought I might have to fight off a nasty eye infection as I have done it before. I am horrible about my contacts. Nope. No pain, just a lot of redness. A lot. I had to stop and think about it. I thought it was a mythical thing. Something that some people experience, but for me, it only existed in cartoon format. That was until yesterday. And going to bed, I crossed Marc's path ask him why his were so red....same thing...tired. I tried to get to bed even earlier, and the half hour really helped and the redness has subsided, thankfully.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Time for an update
Lots of STUFF dominating my thoughts these days, my mind is crowded and time to spew forth a bit.
First of all, just a brief commentary - we ventured out to the spectacle that is the rib cookoff tonight. Morgan had called to say some coworkers were headed down there after work and would I like to meet them with the kids. Sure, yeah, ribs sound good, I've never been to the event. Wednesday night, shouldn't be too crowded, parking not too bad. Oh the humanity. If I ever think that sounds like a good idea again, somebody smack me. Yeah, I wanna park like 10 blocks away, walk down there to stand in line for an eternity to eat some (admittedly delicious) ribs at like $20 a pound, drink some overpriced (admittedly delicious) beer, and wade through the lowest common denominator crowds that plague special events around here with a double stroller. In the warm August night. Hearing too-loud music that I don't like much. Smelling the port-a-potties. With Sid ready for bed. Ugh.
Now that I've got that debacle off my chest, I can move on to the other things that seem to dominate my psyche these days. Number one: EcoReno. For the few of you who may not have heard, we're opening a business. A little retail shop to sell all things environmental, sustainable, recycled, nontoxic, organic, etc. With any luck at all, we can make a small difference in the future of our planet and make a little money on the side. So we just (well, actually tomorrow) got a small business loan, locking us in to indentured servitude (or, god forbid, bankruptcy) for the next 7 years and are currently navigating the choppy seas of business licenses, tax permits, fire inspections, merchant credit card processing, shelves, accounting, and the like. This is huge. I had no idea how many hoops there are to jump through, and I marvel at how many people are actually capable of opening a successful business. Let's hope we join their ranks.
Number two: Burning Man. Most of you know, I've had a love-hate relationship with this thing for 13(!) years now. Gone, not gone, missed it, gone back, stayed home, etc. We sat it out last year because we had just moved and had a baby boy, no big deal. This year, a confluence of opening a business, babysitting, money, etc. conspired to keep us home. And how it pains us. Perhaps more than ever before (and I have felt this way to some degree quite a few times previously, even when I thought I never wanted to go back), it really saddens me to not be there, thinking about what people are doing out there right now, envying the loaded cars we see coming through, reading blog posts live from the playa. Next year, we will return, come hell or high water.
And with that, may I present some updated photos of Lola, including two series of self-portraits we found on the camera after the fact, and, to a much lesser extent (sorry buddy, when you can swipe the camera and take pictures of yourself, I'll post 20 photos of you too) Sid.
Crummy. I was going to post a new snagfilm but their site is down. Or out of business. Something.
First of all, just a brief commentary - we ventured out to the spectacle that is the rib cookoff tonight. Morgan had called to say some coworkers were headed down there after work and would I like to meet them with the kids. Sure, yeah, ribs sound good, I've never been to the event. Wednesday night, shouldn't be too crowded, parking not too bad. Oh the humanity. If I ever think that sounds like a good idea again, somebody smack me. Yeah, I wanna park like 10 blocks away, walk down there to stand in line for an eternity to eat some (admittedly delicious) ribs at like $20 a pound, drink some overpriced (admittedly delicious) beer, and wade through the lowest common denominator crowds that plague special events around here with a double stroller. In the warm August night. Hearing too-loud music that I don't like much. Smelling the port-a-potties. With Sid ready for bed. Ugh.
Now that I've got that debacle off my chest, I can move on to the other things that seem to dominate my psyche these days. Number one: EcoReno. For the few of you who may not have heard, we're opening a business. A little retail shop to sell all things environmental, sustainable, recycled, nontoxic, organic, etc. With any luck at all, we can make a small difference in the future of our planet and make a little money on the side. So we just (well, actually tomorrow) got a small business loan, locking us in to indentured servitude (or, god forbid, bankruptcy) for the next 7 years and are currently navigating the choppy seas of business licenses, tax permits, fire inspections, merchant credit card processing, shelves, accounting, and the like. This is huge. I had no idea how many hoops there are to jump through, and I marvel at how many people are actually capable of opening a successful business. Let's hope we join their ranks.
Number two: Burning Man. Most of you know, I've had a love-hate relationship with this thing for 13(!) years now. Gone, not gone, missed it, gone back, stayed home, etc. We sat it out last year because we had just moved and had a baby boy, no big deal. This year, a confluence of opening a business, babysitting, money, etc. conspired to keep us home. And how it pains us. Perhaps more than ever before (and I have felt this way to some degree quite a few times previously, even when I thought I never wanted to go back), it really saddens me to not be there, thinking about what people are doing out there right now, envying the loaded cars we see coming through, reading blog posts live from the playa. Next year, we will return, come hell or high water.
And with that, may I present some updated photos of Lola, including two series of self-portraits we found on the camera after the fact, and, to a much lesser extent (sorry buddy, when you can swipe the camera and take pictures of yourself, I'll post 20 photos of you too) Sid.
Crummy. I was going to post a new snagfilm but their site is down. Or out of business. Something.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Victim...the continuing saga
I wrote three emails to city council persons and RenoDirect. I also mailed a letter to the business that owns the parking lot. Oh, it is Maytan Music, by the way. The booting company is Sierra Booting (no website - not a surprise).
But check this article out from the Tahoe Tribune here. Talk about shady. Plus, the guy that says he wouldn't have employees is the same guy that fought with me.
About the bicycle. I don't think they would have booted it. Shit, I can buy a bike for less than the fine. I paid it, but I just feel that is unjust and horrible that someone would stake out a lot like that just to make a quick buck. The business owner near by said that he has seen up to 25 cars booted in one day!!! Makes me wonder if they ever boot any other lots? Why would you have to? Also, they told me it had been a random check. Yeah, right. The guy was just sitting in his car when I pulled in waiting to make his money.
As for Maytan, why not lease the spots to the other businesses and make an honest dollar that way? You know that it is never full for Maytan's customers.
But check this article out from the Tahoe Tribune here. Talk about shady. Plus, the guy that says he wouldn't have employees is the same guy that fought with me.
About the bicycle. I don't think they would have booted it. Shit, I can buy a bike for less than the fine. I paid it, but I just feel that is unjust and horrible that someone would stake out a lot like that just to make a quick buck. The business owner near by said that he has seen up to 25 cars booted in one day!!! Makes me wonder if they ever boot any other lots? Why would you have to? Also, they told me it had been a random check. Yeah, right. The guy was just sitting in his car when I pulled in waiting to make his money.
As for Maytan, why not lease the spots to the other businesses and make an honest dollar that way? You know that it is never full for Maytan's customers.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Just a Victim
Tonight, I went to Dixie Rose to meet some friends and make an appointment. I met Marc at work and then took the Vespa down while he took the kids home. I pulled into the parking lot for a neighboring business. I thought that by parking on the very far edge and not taking up a space, this would be satisfactory. There was another gentleman just loitering in his car. I did see the signs, but did not feel that I was really 'parking.' After all, I was driving an unregistered vehicle because it is not required by law. Kind of like locking my bike up, did not feel that I was unjust.
Twenty minutes later, a woman walked into Dixie Rose to inform all of us that whomever was driving the scooter had been booted. For a brief second, I thought it had to be a mistake. I went outside, and there was the guy from Sierra Booting with his machine asking whether I wanted to pay cash or debit. Yep, the same guy that had watched me pull into the parking lot, park, and walk away. I felt ambushed. What was I supposed to do? I had to pay it.
I was livid. I tried talking to the guy, who had no interest in anything that I had to say. There was no argument. Even upon talking to a guy in another vehicle, I was told that i was in the wrong and there was nothing to be done. Poor guy, he had been called from Sam's Club to drive his big gas guzzling vehicle down just to bring the right kind of lock for the scooter. Even after asking about the 10 minute grace, I was told that he had cell phone records of when he had been called away from Sam's Slub. Get this, the fine was $90!!! Can you even imagine? Having your son sit in the busy lot, booting cars all day? I am surprised to see that a business address that I found was an apartment off of Grand Summit.
I talked with a business owner next door to where I had been . He said that they sit in the lot and wait for people to park there, especially at lunch due to a successful, busy restaraunt nearby. Predators. That is exactly what they are. There needs to be some regulation. Whyy can't the business be responsible and call when there are people parked in their lot? I'm appalled that a local business would associate with such scum.
Twenty minutes later, a woman walked into Dixie Rose to inform all of us that whomever was driving the scooter had been booted. For a brief second, I thought it had to be a mistake. I went outside, and there was the guy from Sierra Booting with his machine asking whether I wanted to pay cash or debit. Yep, the same guy that had watched me pull into the parking lot, park, and walk away. I felt ambushed. What was I supposed to do? I had to pay it.
I was livid. I tried talking to the guy, who had no interest in anything that I had to say. There was no argument. Even upon talking to a guy in another vehicle, I was told that i was in the wrong and there was nothing to be done. Poor guy, he had been called from Sam's Club to drive his big gas guzzling vehicle down just to bring the right kind of lock for the scooter. Even after asking about the 10 minute grace, I was told that he had cell phone records of when he had been called away from Sam's Slub. Get this, the fine was $90!!! Can you even imagine? Having your son sit in the busy lot, booting cars all day? I am surprised to see that a business address that I found was an apartment off of Grand Summit.
I talked with a business owner next door to where I had been . He said that they sit in the lot and wait for people to park there, especially at lunch due to a successful, busy restaraunt nearby. Predators. That is exactly what they are. There needs to be some regulation. Whyy can't the business be responsible and call when there are people parked in their lot? I'm appalled that a local business would associate with such scum.
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