tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69805712009-07-14T07:34:12.139-07:00The Hobbled RunnerA 40-something former runner who's struggling to "act his age"John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.comBlogger1142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-45810129814952535522009-07-13T09:06:00.000-07:002009-07-13T09:11:21.257-07:00Music Man - Week One Update<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sltb4JjG_iI/AAAAAAAABJs/X2icZeg_kKg/s1600-h/MusicMan_Bleachers.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sltb4JjG_iI/AAAAAAAABJs/X2icZeg_kKg/s320/MusicMan_Bleachers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977201881316898" /></a> [Hobbled Runner far left - top of bleachers, hand over heart.]<br /><br />First three performances were great. Opening night set an attendance record for Rosetown Playhouse – about 480. Friday night drew even more people – approaching 700. No figures yet for Saturday night, but we set up extra chairs, and I don’t think I saw many open spots.<br /><br />I see now why aspiring actors wait tables for years hoping for their big break. Even in a minor role like my own, where you share the applause with dozens of others, the adulation becomes a bit intoxicating. Acting full time sounds quite appealing. Alas, it’s probably too late to change careers. Besides, I’d hate to have my PowerPoint skills go to waste. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltcC2D9lOI/AAAAAAAABJ0/8ZDTfiq5luk/s1600-h/MusicMan_HR.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltcC2D9lOI/AAAAAAAABJ0/8ZDTfiq5luk/s320/MusicMan_HR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977385628964066" /></a><br />[Strolling the streets of River City, Iowa.]<br /><br />One of the challenging but interesting things about the venue – Como Park Pavilion – is that there are no “wings” (as in “waiting in the wings”) or no real “backstage” to wait between scenes. There is a dressing room area under the stage – but it’s not the sort of place to allow for quick exits and entrances between scenes, because it’s down a long stairway, and accessible from the stage by only one door. The production calls for cast entering from all sides of the stage – including down the aisles in front – so we can’t all just wait down in the dressing room. <br /><br />Instead we are encouraged to stroll around the edges of the audience in character, where we can make easy entrances when necessary. It’s fun – but a little exhausting “greeting” fellow cast members and holding mock silent conversations with them – all the while pretending to stroll the streets of River City, Iowa. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltcQedWgYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/pxEIOLU4-nE/s1600-h/MusicMan%2709_M-K.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltcQedWgYI/AAAAAAAABJ8/pxEIOLU4-nE/s320/MusicMan%2709_M-K.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977619811172738" /></a> [M on left, with friend and fellow cast member in River City, Iowa.]<br /><br />The Dude came down with the flu on Friday – skipping a few scenes and leaving early. He sat out Saturday’s performance – and is still under-the-weather as of Monday morning. We expect him back on his feet for the next performance on Thursday. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltchssvHqI/AAAAAAAABKE/OGsGZjPdMUc/s1600-h/Music+Man_backstage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SltchssvHqI/AAAAAAAABKE/OGsGZjPdMUc/s320/Music+Man_backstage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977915691572898" /></a> [Hobbled Runner pre-performance with fellow cast members.]<br /><br /><br />Pictures are provided by the Hobbled Wife and another cast member.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-4581012981495253552?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-35079482872552978002009-07-10T09:58:00.000-07:002009-07-10T10:01:49.922-07:00Opening Night<a href="http://rosetownplayhouse.org/shows/">Opening night</a> was a success! It was a packed house and everyone seemed to have lots of fun. It’s an <a href="http://www.comozooconservatory.org/como_park/amenities/pavillion.shtml">outdoor venue</a>, so weather can be a factor. We are covered, so the misty rain in the middle of the show wasn’t a factor, and the breezes were nice – though I suspect they created something of a challenge for our sound guys. Tonight may be warmer, and more humid. No pictures – as I didn’t want to carry my BlackBerry or the Flip on stage during the performance – like I did during rehearsals. I’ll be sure to have someone take some tonight for posting.<br /><br />I could see how this could be addicting. My role is very minor. I’m never on stage alone or up front – but the applause and laughter of the audience is quite a rush! Everyone in the cast takes it up a notch in front of live audience – something I expected but was fun to see anyway.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-3507948287255297800?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-50928146060345198712009-07-08T12:11:00.000-07:002009-07-08T12:15:11.248-07:00Productivity and Disconnecting<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SlTwLnPEgqI/AAAAAAAABJk/aBnCRqlW4WE/s1600-h/Office_7-8-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SlTwLnPEgqI/AAAAAAAABJk/aBnCRqlW4WE/s320/Office_7-8-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356169939151782562" /></a><br /><br />This is a couple days old, but I’ve been thinking about it, and have returned to the post several times to check the comments. On Monday (7/6) <a href="http://minnesota.publicradio.org/collections/special/columns/news_cut/archive/2009/07/is_it_possible_to_disconnect.shtml#comments">MPR’s News Cut Blog (Bob Collins) asked whether it was possible to disconnect. </a><br /><br />Kennedy says:<br /><br /><blockquote>Being connected is about being the first informed, not necessarily the most informed. Being connected is about being involved in conversation, not necessarily adding value to the conversation. Being connected is about knowing the current buzz, not necessarily knowing what is important. Being connected is about being in the loop, not necessarily about being important.<br /><br />Knowledge truly is power, and being the last to know carries a certain stigma. While people complain about being connected, I suspect some feel a touch less valuable when they are not connected and things continue anyway.<br /><br />Posted by kennedy | July 6, 2009 3:40 PM </blockquote><br /><br />And this one by bob: <br /><br /><blockquote>If your boss expects you to be connected at midnight and you aren't a soldier or a first responder, you've got the wrong boss. </blockquote><br /><br />In addition to the disconnect thread, the post asks whether technology made us more productive? <br /><br /><blockquote> “Are you a more productive person than, say, 10 years ago?”</blockquote><br /><br />I’m not sure how to answer that one. The curmudgeon in me would say, “No.” But is that true? <br /><br />I’m certainly busier now than 10 years ago, but am I more productive? I find myself doing more – but whether technology allows me to do it better, the answer is mixed. <br /><br />When I entered the workforce mid-1980s, communicating with others was not as easy as sending an email to everyone in an email group – or better yet, selecting “Reply-to-All” and Send. We had to type a memo and make copies on the one copier shared by 13 offices. I recall making copies only for those you felt really needed to have the information – because you had to distribute those copies yourself (delivering by walking around the office, or stuffing envelopes to mail.)<br /><br />No conclusions - it's just got me thinking.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-5092814606034519871?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-74961659643911094872009-07-08T10:37:00.000-07:002009-07-08T10:38:27.505-07:00Crash? Not Yet<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GIg6SQNB09c&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GIg6SQNB09c&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I keep expecting to crash. Not yet though. <br /><br />It’s too early and I’m still enjoying the experience, even with long practices, no free time, lack of sleep, and nervous anticipation of the upcoming performances. I expected to crash earlier – and I’m sure that day will come. Let’s hope it’s not until after the final show, July 18. <br /><br />Here’s the notorious Shipoopi – which I think I’ve finally mastered – as best I can given the cramped dancing space. We were out of costume – and a little pooped after 4 hours of rehearsal – but they wanted to run it one more time – with a minor change. <br /><br />M Flipped (is that the verb for filming with a <a href="http://www.theflip.com/">Flip </a>camera?) this last night. The Hobbled Runner is only in front during the adults dance break scene. Note also the Dude at the end – far left (stage right) with girl jumping on his back. He almost falls on his face.<br /><br /><a href="http://rosetownplayhouse.org/tickets/ ">Get your tickets now!</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-7496165964391109487?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-39979044129078402722009-06-30T12:14:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:17:20.991-07:00Duke UpdateQuick Duke update. He is/was doing great until yesterday when he pooped a beer bottle cap, and threw up two wine corks. The party hound!<br /><br />Seriously, he's at the Vet for observation today - possible X-Rays. If it hadn't been for recent events, I think we would have laughed it off - but now we are hyper-vigilant. (Though obviously not vigilant enough to keep him out of the trash.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-3997904412907840272?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-41398598588013213232009-06-30T12:10:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:14:02.701-07:00A Summer for the Turkeys<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Skpjjgocj1I/AAAAAAAABJU/LR9lOHF-ogM/s1600-h/WalkingPath_6-30-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Skpjjgocj1I/AAAAAAAABJU/LR9lOHF-ogM/s320/WalkingPath_6-30-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353200568789405522" /></a> <br /><br />The latest wildlife spotting on the walking path at work. Turkeys captured with the zoom feature of my BlackBerry - which leaves a little to be desired. It was 60F, cloudy, and windy when I ventured out at noon today. I wore a jacket. Don't recall the last time I wore a jacket in the summer.<br /><br />Hah - while loading picture, found this one from same day - last year. Looks a little warmer.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Skpj4yvyUZI/AAAAAAAABJc/uqNHG8Bu9v0/s1600-h/WalkingPath_6-30-08.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Skpj4yvyUZI/AAAAAAAABJc/uqNHG8Bu9v0/s320/WalkingPath_6-30-08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353200934429282706" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-4139859858801321323?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-17901544684608050852009-06-29T14:12:00.001-07:002009-06-29T14:16:37.703-07:00Too Early for Tomatoes?<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkkujaFqwYI/AAAAAAAABJM/PoXPwEjPj78/s1600-h/Garden_6-29-09-tomato.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkkujaFqwYI/AAAAAAAABJM/PoXPwEjPj78/s320/Garden_6-29-09-tomato.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352860817939939714" /></a><br /><br />We got tomatoes, yes we do. <br />We got tomatoes, how ‘bout you?<br /><br />The Hobbled Wife went crazy this year at the Friend’s School Plant Sale, purchasing numerous plants that she is still – to this day – getting into the ground. She had so many tomato plants that she ran out of space in the regular vegetable garden and planted them in large pots and placed them around the yard. This plant is actually in the front yard – not your normal place for vegetables. <br /><br />Why is it that edible plants usually are planted in the back yard, and flowers planted in front – really anywhere else for that matter? Anyway – she is breaking all the planting rules this year as she scrounges available real estate for her greenery.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkkuXhHSfrI/AAAAAAAABJE/TVA-XPssxx4/s1600-h/BirthdayCake_M-Q.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkkuXhHSfrI/AAAAAAAABJE/TVA-XPssxx4/s320/BirthdayCake_M-Q.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352860613667356338" /></a><br /><br />Unrelated photo – we got together with my Mom and brother’s family for a joint birthday celebration yesterday – M and Paul’s youngest. Both turned 12 in the past few weeks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-1790154468460805085?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-89102483268305684792009-06-28T19:07:00.001-07:002009-06-28T19:22:41.603-07:00Rock World Rocks<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgilA0kTMI/AAAAAAAABI8/Yh39QxOZg_A/s1600-h/Gooseberry_AgateBeach1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgilA0kTMI/AAAAAAAABI8/Yh39QxOZg_A/s320/Gooseberry_AgateBeach1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352566176400821442" /></a> [Lake Superior after following Gooseberry river from <a href="http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/state_parks/gooseberry_falls/index.html">Gooseberry Falls</a>.]<br /><br />Whirlwhind trip with the Rock World class. Lots of fun - and learning. The weather was great - and so were the kids. In the end it wasn't half bad sharing a room at the Comfort Inn with four 9 year old boys. The chaperones even got to have a night on the town (well 2 hours really) on Thursday evening.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiCPaNHVI/AAAAAAAABIk/IWLxmsQMpbU/s1600-h/Gooseberry_AgateBeach2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiCPaNHVI/AAAAAAAABIk/IWLxmsQMpbU/s320/Gooseberry_AgateBeach2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565579021360466" /></a> [The Dude and colleagues at <a href="http://www.trails.com/tcatalog_trail.aspx?trailid=HGM046-003">Agate Beach</a>.]<br /><br />We visited a number or rocky sites - and I came away with a better appreciation of the geology of the State and region. I was also very impressed at the level of knowledge the kids brought to the subject. These kids really knew their rocks. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiYJaStpI/AAAAAAAABI0/lmlQlYQqNb4/s1600-h/JayCooke-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiYJaStpI/AAAAAAAABI0/lmlQlYQqNb4/s320/JayCooke-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565955368236690" /></a> [<a href="http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/state_parks/jay_cooke/index.html">Jay Cooke State Park</a>.]<br /><br />My apologies for lack of detail - or cute vignettes about spending time with sqirrely 9 year olds. Perhaps I'm too tired to recount it all. I was away from the computer for 3 days - and I didn't miss it. It's hard to sit down to blog now. I often think that if I didn't have a job where I was paid to sit in front of a compter all day that I would never have taken up an interest in the internet - or blogs for that matter. I'd probably have been one of those old farts you have to call to remind them to check their email already!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiMOcJanI/AAAAAAAABIs/aAbZgt94rwk/s1600-h/MooseLake-GravelPit-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkgiMOcJanI/AAAAAAAABIs/aAbZgt94rwk/s320/MooseLake-GravelPit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352565750559763058" /></a> [Dude and friends at Moose Lake Gravel Pit near <a href="http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/state_parks/moose_lake/index.html">Moose Lake State Park</a>.]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-8910248326830568479?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-25366849167002360182009-06-23T10:55:00.000-07:002009-06-23T10:59:08.513-07:00How Hot Is It?<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkEXoEq5mKI/AAAAAAAABIU/Ae4kMN050do/s1600-h/MusicMan_Poster.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkEXoEq5mKI/AAAAAAAABIU/Ae4kMN050do/s320/MusicMan_Poster.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350583809508743330" /></a><br /><br />You know it’s hot when the outdoor dining area is closed due to “inclement weather” – and it’s a clear and sunny day outside! <br /><br />With another humid day in the mid 90s on tap, it’s truly summer in MN – with excessive heat warnings for much of the state.<br /><br />Not looking forward to 3 hours of the Shipoopi Dance this evening, 6:30 – 9:30 in an un-air-conditioned school. <br /><br />My only nag about the <a href="http://rosetownplayhouse.org/shows/">musical </a>is that I wish I had been informed of the extent of dance skill/ability required of Shipoopi dancers. After all, I was picked only because they needed more adult males in the scene – I not cast for this scene at the initial try-outs. I feel I'm in over-my-head - and the thought of 3 hours in a non air-conditioned building tonight makes my stomach turn. I need to blow off some steam and I'd love to just start whining out loud at home – but if I did that the Dude would just follow my lead and go off the deep end.<br /><br />Oh well – perhaps 3 days away from it all will help – or not. I am one of the chaperones on the Dude’s <a href="http://www.northsuburbansummeracademy.com/default.asp ">Summer Academy </a>“Rock World” class field trip “up north”. We leave tomorrow morning at 7:15 a.m. and return Friday noon. We will be hitting several state parks and the <a href="http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/state_parks/soudan_underground_mine/index.html">Soudan Underground Mine</a>. That’s two nights in a Comfort Inn – I will have 4 kids in my room. We arm wrestle for the cot.<br /><br />It will be fun to get away – but you never know when can happen when you are chaperone – and we will be missing two nights of Music Man. <br /><br />I’m exhausted. The Hobbled Wife assures me this is just the mid rehearsal-performance blues – when it seems like the cast and crew will never pull it together in time for opening night. I hope so. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkEXvCFM15I/AAAAAAAABIc/X9Cp_ghr70E/s1600-h/MusicMan_publicity.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SkEXvCFM15I/AAAAAAAABIc/X9Cp_ghr70E/s320/MusicMan_publicity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350583929072834450" /></a> [The Stars - Harold, Marian, Winthrop, adn Amaryllis - don't those costumes look hot?]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-2536684916700236018?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-29251803878636602362009-06-22T12:58:00.001-07:002009-06-22T13:05:34.951-07:00Cabin Weekend<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jnH4Pg3I/AAAAAAAABIA/i6zmqLe3ypk/s1600-h/Turtle1_6-21-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jnH4Pg3I/AAAAAAAABIA/i6zmqLe3ypk/s320/Turtle1_6-21-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245143608787826" /></a><br /><br />Father's Day - and the very long days of Summer Soltice - spent at the cabin. The Dude found a turtle on Saturday during an epic (1+ hour) canoe trip. We took it back to the cabin, named it Jesse, and kept it until Sunday afternoon when we returned it to its home. It was very big of him to let it go - he was quite adament on bringing it home to Roseville. The Hobbled Wife's logic prevailed and he agreed to release it.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jJPqvPOI/AAAAAAAABHw/NuoxV7tXUYw/s1600-h/Cabin_Daisy-setup_6-21-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jJPqvPOI/AAAAAAAABHw/NuoxV7tXUYw/s320/Cabin_Daisy-setup_6-21-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350244630303554786" /></a><br /><br />Every year we take pictures of the kids - usually M, sometimes both - in the Daisys out back of the cabin. Here is one of this year's photo and another shot of everyone trying to set up the shot.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jRbMjMvI/AAAAAAAABH4/sKitwRREBzI/s1600-h/Daisies_M_6-21-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jRbMjMvI/AAAAAAAABH4/sKitwRREBzI/s320/Daisies_M_6-21-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350244770837115634" /></a><br /><br />Here's an earlier Daisy photo - last year (??)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jxsLr84I/AAAAAAAABII/cwaL8vLsGSM/s1600-h/Cabin-Kids.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sj_jxsLr84I/AAAAAAAABII/cwaL8vLsGSM/s320/Cabin-Kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245325152711554" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-2925180387863660236?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-85445866253426194302009-06-18T08:43:00.000-07:002009-06-18T08:45:57.524-07:00A Speaking Part<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sjpg0pBLYwI/AAAAAAAABHo/OZ6lYnb5_9w/s1600-h/MusicMan-Band2-06-17-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sjpg0pBLYwI/AAAAAAAABHo/OZ6lYnb5_9w/s320/MusicMan-Band2-06-17-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348693964936143618" /></a> [The "band" rehearsing Minuet in G. Dude in yellow T-Shirt with flute.]<br /><br />Well – it’s certainly not a “role” but I’ve been assigned a few words – and I do mean a few words. If you are familiar with the Music Man, it’s the 4th of July ceremonies, and Harold Hill begins stirring up the crowd prior to the 76 Trombones song/dance scene. <br /><br /><blockquote>Harold: I heard there’s a pool table in town.<br /><br />Me: Yeah, that’s what I heard!</blockquote><br /><br />That’s it – 5 words. Notice the exclamation point (!) – that means I get to yell my lines – so it should be a bit more dramatic.<br /><br />I neglected to update after Monday’s Shipoopi dancing scene. Long story short – better than I imagined – but I’m no Fred Astaire. For the record, I was not originally cast as a Shipoopi dancer – I was only brought in after-the-fact for gender balance (they needed more adult men). With that in mind, we should all adjust our expectations accordingly. <br /><br />Monday night’s practice – the second time for the Shipoopi dance scene – went well. At least no one got hurt. We danced with a partner. Yikes – I don’t think I’ve danced with anyone in 10 years – when was the last wedding I attended? The steps weren’t too difficult, but when dancing with a partner there is always the risk of stepping on your partner’s feet. Luckily I did not do that. It may have helped that I was paired with a <a href="http://minnesotaplaylist.com/talent/brianna-belland ">real dancer</a>. <br /><br />Jeez – the qualifications of some of these folks put me to shame. I just hope I don’t fall off the stage or sing (noticeably) off-key.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-8544586625342619430?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-66185337352649176182009-06-16T11:48:00.001-07:002009-06-16T11:52:08.681-07:00Photos<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjfpIFGIqII/AAAAAAAABHY/-q4hke82LfE/s1600-h/Dance+Dress+Rehearsal-06-11-09.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjfpIFGIqII/AAAAAAAABHY/-q4hke82LfE/s320/Dance+Dress+Rehearsal-06-11-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347999407541889154" /></a><br /><br />Ah-ha – now I have some photos to illustrate portions of yesterday’s post. While we didn’t take photos at the dance recital, a friend snapped some at the dress rehearsal earlier in the week. None of the photos’ do justice to the final numbers as performed, as most dancers including M (tall one, second from left, front row) look as if they are ready for a nap, but they give you a flavor of the costume.<br /><br />Finally - the new piercing job.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjfpqjuAn5I/AAAAAAAABHg/Jg1vxclwoy0/s1600-h/M_Pierced_6-15-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjfpqjuAn5I/AAAAAAAABHg/Jg1vxclwoy0/s320/M_Pierced_6-15-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347999999877750674" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-6618533735264917618?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-16193167681149075392009-06-15T13:36:00.000-07:002009-06-15T13:47:35.314-07:00Up a Tree<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjaxB-LJtII/AAAAAAAABHA/G_VmQyBaBYc/s1600-h/Dude_Tree1_6-14-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjaxB-LJtII/AAAAAAAABHA/G_VmQyBaBYc/s320/Dude_Tree1_6-14-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347656254976799874" /></a><br /><br />We packed a lot into this weekend – more than just climb trees – though that seems to be all I snapped pictures of. The Dude has discovered tree-climbing and is quite good at it – even in the flip-flops that he wore on Sunday.<br /><br />Saturday we did a lot of yard stuff and various errands. M had a dance recital with two performances – one at 3:00 and the other at 7:00. She did a great job considering it’s her first year in dance. Despite being in plays and choirs, M had never done dance but felt it would be a good skill to add to her other stage skills. I think it helps a lot learning the various dance steps for the Music Man. <br /><br />Sunday was M’s 12th birthday. She really wanted to go to brunch – at <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?sourceid=navclient&rlz=1T4GFRE_enUS317US317&q=1881+highway+36+w,+roseville,+mn&um=1&ie=UTF-8&split=0&gl=us&ei=E4I2SviQKcG6mQfR442eCg&sa=X&oi=geocode_result&ct=title&resnum=1 ">Baker’s Square</a>. That would not have been my first choice – but it wasn’t my birthday. Instead of the regular breakfast fare I opted for a hamburger – or “Crush Burger” as they call it. Very good.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjaxXCtNLbI/AAAAAAAABHI/H1v-UT55QLM/s1600-h/Dude_Tree2_6-14-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjaxXCtNLbI/AAAAAAAABHI/H1v-UT55QLM/s320/Dude_Tree2_6-14-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347656616970628530" /></a><br /><br />After brunch the “girls” headed off to <a href="http://www.myrosedale.com/ ">Rosedale </a>to have<a href="http://www.pagoda.com/">two more holes put in M’s ears</a>. She had her ears pierced several years ago – but has wanted additional holes for a while now. We were able to hold her off until she turned 12. <br /><br />Since it was a beautiful day, and the Dude and I did not want to go the mall, we walked home from Baker’s Square. It’s only about 1 mile but not the most pedestrian friendly walking environment. Luckily we found some good trees to climb behind <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?sourceid=navclient&rlz=1T4GFRE_enUS317US317&um=1&ie=UTF-8&q=corpus+christi,+roseville,+mn&fb=1&split=1&gl=us&cid=0,0,16589743244743343497&ei=krI2SomtMdKEmQeFxdSYCg&sa=X&oi=local_result&ct=image&resnum=1">Corpus Christi Church</a>. <br /><br />Upon arriving home we set off on a bike journey – down to the <a href="http://www.raptor.cvm.umn.edu/">Raptor Center</a>, then over to the St. Anthony neighborhood <a href="http://www.dunnbros.com/locate_results.asp?location_id=14">Dunn Brothers </a>for refreshments, followed by a stop at a <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?sourceid=navclient&rlz=1T4GFRE_enUS317US317&q=st.+paul+park,+st.+anthony&um=1&ie=UTF-8&split=0&gl=us&ei=IbI2StzAPI2uMsGcsPoJ&sa=X&oi=geocode_result&ct=title&resnum=1">park </a>to climb yet another tree, then home. Total time for trip = 2 hours. I slept well last night.<br /><br />Tonight it’s back to the <a href="http://rosetownplayhouse.org/shows/">Music Man </a>– Shipoopi dancing for the Dude and I, M has the night off. I promise to snap a picture or two of M’s new ears.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sjaxh9VoBhI/AAAAAAAABHQ/TSQgQJ-760E/s1600-h/Dude_Tree3_6-14-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Sjaxh9VoBhI/AAAAAAAABHQ/TSQgQJ-760E/s320/Dude_Tree3_6-14-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347656804508108306" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-1619316768114907539?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-11869651384203434402009-06-12T07:38:00.000-07:002009-06-12T07:40:52.542-07:00Whew! - - Busy Week<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjJol1Y6XGI/AAAAAAAABGw/x1VuvsWUvAw/s1600-h/MusicMan_Rest_6-11-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjJol1Y6XGI/AAAAAAAABGw/x1VuvsWUvAw/s320/MusicMan_Rest_6-11-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346450706838215778" /></a> [The Dude resting after a difficult dance number.]<br /><br />I’m beat after 4 nights of practice but really enjoying my first theater experience. It’s a blast to sing with “real” talented singers and realize that you are not half-bad. The dancing has proven more challenging, but it’s fun when I can get the steps right. It’s a great environment. You are free to sing and move, and make a fool out of yourself, and no one gives you any grief. As long as you give it your best try, that seems to be OK. Even the kids seem to be letting go and trying to push the boundaries, moving out of their comfort zones – though I suspect there is more going on in the adolescent brains than I’ll ever know.<br /><br />The Dude is very pooped – and needs the three day rest. Last night he hit the wall. 4 nights of practice is a lot to ask of a 47 year old – not to mention a 9 year old. M is tired as well – but she is still going strong. This sort of activity energizes her. <br /><br />We have a busy weekend ahead culminating in M’s 12th birthday on Sunday. She has decided not to have a party with friends because few if any of her friends get along. M’s group of friends cross several sub-groups of 6th (now 7th) grade girls. She’s afraid that if she were to put all of them in one room – it might be difficult. It’s a mature decision on her part – but too bad for M. I suspect she will work out a few smaller sub-parties.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjJoy7Xw_TI/AAAAAAAABG4/9XXJfg8zNoE/s1600-h/MusicMan_M%26K_6-11-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjJoy7Xw_TI/AAAAAAAABG4/9XXJfg8zNoE/s320/MusicMan_M%26K_6-11-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346450931782319410" /></a> [M and friend posing after dance.]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-1186965138420343440?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-17057826549604760902009-06-11T08:26:00.000-07:002009-06-11T08:28:21.245-07:00Reading Hideout<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjEihlsNNSI/AAAAAAAABGo/ZNHNqXmB8l0/s1600-h/ReadingHideout_6-11-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SjEihlsNNSI/AAAAAAAABGo/ZNHNqXmB8l0/s320/ReadingHideout_6-11-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346092193114043682" /></a><br /><br />Day 2 of summer vacation for the Dude and he is up in his "reading hideout" - actually his closet outfitted for comfort. Duke seems to enjoy the cramped quarters as well.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-1705782654960476090?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-90434453883957820892009-06-10T08:09:00.000-07:002009-06-10T08:16:28.157-07:00Dancing Easier with Music<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Si_N4zcBTcI/AAAAAAAABGg/QRlt5KI9ops/s1600-h/MusicMan_6-09-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Si_N4zcBTcI/AAAAAAAABGg/QRlt5KI9ops/s320/MusicMan_6-09-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717658476170690" /></a> [The Dude and others practicing moves for <em>76 Trombones </em>scene.]<br /><br />Ahh - that's better. We've moved beyond learning our dance steps by merely counting off the steps and graduated to dancing with music. Much easier! I suspect dancing was always meant to accompany music.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-9043445388395782089?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-50586890167107463982009-06-08T08:24:00.000-07:002009-06-08T09:27:17.172-07:00Rehearsing and Old Shoes<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Si0twBXNclI/AAAAAAAABGY/KSEGZX_4l-c/s1600-h/ComoPav_06-07-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/Si0twBXNclI/AAAAAAAABGY/KSEGZX_4l-c/s320/ComoPav_06-07-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344978635781403218" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday afternoon, on the way home from my mother's, we stopped by the <a href="http://www.comozooconservatory.org/como_park/amenities/pavillion.shtml">Como Park Pavilion</a> to try out the stage where <a href="http://rosetownplayhouse.org/shows/">Music Man </a>will be presented. The stage itself seems rather small when you consider the size of the cast - but what do I know.<br /><br />Over the weekend, received this reminder about this week's rehearsals: "Don't forget to look for some appropriate shoes for 1912 and dancing!" We are being asked to rehearse in the shoes we intend to perform in - as we want to get used to making the dance moves in the proper footwear.<br /><br /><br />Hmm - might need some help with 1912 shoes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-5058689016710746398?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-76651769010708988792009-06-06T17:26:00.000-07:002009-06-06T17:31:05.360-07:00Rain Barrels Overflowing<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SisKFc--3PI/AAAAAAAABGQ/avUKVttLkWU/s1600-h/RainGarden_6-06-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SisKFc--3PI/AAAAAAAABGQ/avUKVttLkWU/s320/RainGarden_6-06-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344376471601208562" /></a><br /><br />Rain came today - finally. Here's a shot of rain pooling in the rain garden. Rain started around 9:00 or so, and we were amazed to discover that both rain barrels were full by mid-afternoon. Of course it's been raining all day so we don't really have anything to water. Hmm - maybe Saturday night baths?<br /><br />Duke is doing fine today. Caught him eating pizza crusts out of the garbage can this evening. Definitely a good sign.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-7665176901070898879?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-92221815288114126192009-06-04T07:23:00.000-07:002009-06-04T07:24:07.591-07:00Five Plus Hours of Civic FunTo my amazement, I am not tired, despite 5 hours at the <a href="http://www.ci.roseville.mn.us/index.aspx?NID=77">Planning Commission </a>last night. <a href="http://www.ci.roseville.mn.us/DocumentView.aspx?DID=2908">The big item on last nights’ agenda </a>– over 2 hours of public hearing – involved the design of a Planned Unit Development (PUD) for an apartment building near Cleveland and County Road B. The developers call it “The Orchard”. <br /><br />This was the third time the matter was before the Planning Commission for one thing or another. All that predates my tenure on the Commission, so it was all “new” to me – though I’d followed it in the local paper. I won’t go into all the gory details – you can download the entire file (34MB) if you like. (See item 6.d. on the agenda.)<br /><br />The project was approved by the Planning Commission in March, but the City Council sent it back to the Planning Commission to review design changes implemented by the developers and architects. <br /><br />The item passed on a 5 – 2 vote. I voted in favor. The Hobbled Wife was surprised with my Yes vote. Do you suppose these sorts of political disagreements happen with Michelle and Barack as well?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-9222181528811412619?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-35629914774285790382009-06-02T17:43:00.000-07:002009-06-02T17:48:02.050-07:00Home for the Night<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiXHgEyH7II/AAAAAAAABGA/xKd5Wm2JFdA/s1600-h/Duke_06-02-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiXHgEyH7II/AAAAAAAABGA/xKd5Wm2JFdA/s320/Duke_06-02-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342895886798679170" /></a><br /><br />Duke is home tonight. He is pretty doped up but still manages to strike a regal pose without exposing too much of his shaved belly. He returns to the Vet tomorrow for continued observation and IV pain meds. What we really need is some sort of nursing home option for dogs. <br /><br />Here's a shot of some early growth in the rain garden. I'll call it an unidentified plant (at least I don't know what it is - Hobbled Wife knows but she's not home). <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiXIIeEEMMI/AAAAAAAABGI/tHkgQ81hQuw/s1600-h/RainGarden.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiXIIeEEMMI/AAAAAAAABGI/tHkgQ81hQuw/s320/RainGarden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342896580779585730" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-3562991477428579038?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-148225425453724542009-06-02T08:52:00.002-07:002009-06-02T08:58:09.582-07:00It's Not All Dog Emergencies<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiVL2Rk0rEI/AAAAAAAABF4/yx3vJ9nv3-Q/s1600-h/RainBarrell2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7d-bs1AC0q4/SiVL2Rk0rEI/AAAAAAAABF4/yx3vJ9nv3-Q/s320/RainBarrell2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759928747830338" /></a><br /><br />In addition to tending to sick canines we actually got some other work done over the weekend. One thing I'm particularly proud of was the installation of two rain barrels. It was easier than I thought - but I'm not the handiest guy in town so any project has the potential to take on epic proportions. This was quick and only involved one - wait - it was two - trips to the hardware store.<br /><br />Now we can capture the rainwater run-off from two of our five downspouts into these handy barrels and use that water on the gardens. Of course it would have to rain first. One of our other downspouts empties into our "rain garden" - but even that's needed some good old-fashioned hose water this spring.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-14822542545372454?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-21101892168196697932009-06-02T08:52:00.001-07:002009-06-02T08:52:35.845-07:00Coming HomeDuke is on the mend – he spent last night at the Emergency Clinic for observation and was pretty chipper this AM when he was transferred back to the Vet for another day of observation. Dr. Stefan reports that he will send Duke home tonight. We are looking forward to having him back. Roscoe the cat seems to miss him, as they like to rough-house together. I suggested that M or the Dude try getting down on all fours, picking the cat up in their mouth and tossing him around the room like Duke does, but they declined.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-2110189216819669793?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-81721196919529843272009-06-01T09:21:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:28:23.623-07:00Under the Knife Again - Poor DukeAnother late night - early morning int he Hobbled Household. Too tired to post all the gory details so I'll copy/paste an email to my colleague this AM:<br /><br /><blockquote>Leaking fluids in abdominal cavity. Emergency surgery last night. Not much sleep around here.</blockquote><br /><br />Duke was in such good spirits yesterday - then something happened. He was in pain (we thought choking - but not). Ran him to Animal Emergency. X-Rays showed fluid. Sample of fluid showed high white cell count and some sort of stuff that didn't belong there. <br /><br />Emergency surgery last night found the inner sutures on abdomen had held up - but something had leaked - perhaps. <br /><br />He's now back at vet, resting "comfortably".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-8172119691952984327?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-74219465093101626132009-05-29T12:24:00.000-07:002009-05-29T12:25:27.490-07:00Pizza Night - a Tradition?I don’t really believe that you can force a tradition. It seems that the best sorts of traditions just happen, like 4th of July at the cabin (and before that <a href="http://www.spicermn.com/">4th of July in Spicer, MN</a>). So traditions can change, but can you hold an event and announce, “From here on out, this will be our tradition.”? I don’t know, but I’m trying.<br /><br />A few months ago, I ordered pizza online from <a href="http://www.papajohns.com/index.shtm ">Papa John’s</a>. Ever since then, I get several emails per week announcing some special or another. Some of the specials make sense – like a Super Bowl deal. Some are odd – I believe they had an Election Day special in November. One thing they do every week is to send an email on Friday afternoon announcing a weekend deal. The past two Fridays we were in town, we’ve ordered pizza. I plan to do so tonight.<br /><br />I intend to make this a tradition. And all shall enjoy it!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-7421946509310162613?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6980571.post-58304240432871620512009-05-29T08:04:00.000-07:002009-05-29T08:05:07.203-07:00Happy DogDuke is well. He seemed to enjoy a night at home with the family – though he slept most of the evening. This morning he was somewhat perky – or what qualifies for perky when one’s just had major stomach surgery. He is back at the vet’s for another day of observation. They are starting solid food – which is good because I caught him with his nose in the garbage can twice this morning. Duke is hungry. <br /><br />Looks like Petco may not post my comment. I suspect they review all comments before letting them go out on the web site. My comment probably alarmed them. It sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen. It would be nice if someone picked up the cost of the surgery, but I’m not going to ask. The way I look at it is that this is one of the risks you take with a large omnivore – especially when we have him on a "starvation" diet.<br /><br />Speaking of diets, Duke weighed 96 pounds this AM. I guess that 92 reading was just dehydration talking.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6980571-5830424043287162051?l=hobbledrunner.blogspot.com'/></div>John G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13843307829954139188noreply@blogger.com2