{"id":872,"date":"2008-03-19T23:57:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-20T03:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/03\/19\/wednesday-evening-leftovers\/"},"modified":"2008-03-19T23:57:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-20T03:57:00","slug":"wednesday-evening-leftovers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2008\/03\/19\/wednesday-evening-leftovers\/","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday evening – leftovers"},"content":{"rendered":"

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All I have for this eveing is leftovers. I managed to have a completely uneventful day. The first I can remember in several months. In fact.. Im still in my jammies and it’s 8PM. I worked all day at home.. on the phone from 8 until 6:30PM got lots done.. but nothing memorable to report… For that reason I’ll resort to a couple of images left over from yesterday and the day before  that I would like to share before I forget..   <\/span><\/p>\n

So.. Monday.. on my way to work I drove behind a pickup with a giant stuffed (real) bear\u2026   <\/span>it was the most bizarre sight.. <\/p>\n

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I guess the guy was just exercising his ’right to bear arms’\u2026  <\/span>(ugh)<\/p>\n

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I had a good meeting at Champlain on the next steps on our joint project.. and only then realized that I was not wearing green. Like friends Sara Ray and Ann had done..  <\/p>\n

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Well to be fair.. I thought  I was  <\/span>wearing green.. but it was pointed out to me that what I thought was green was actually brown. It’s times like that when you realize that we really don’t see things the same.<\/p>\n

On my way back to work (still on Monday)  I took a quick detour to get a pair of shoes. Diane had pointed out that my old ones were getting worn down to the point that it might be messing with my hips and back.. I generally don’t notice things like that.. but.. sure enough.. check this out.. It’s a good visual metaphore for the wear and tare on my soul over the last year (ugh again)  Any more and you would have to start calling me Eileen.  <\/span>(ugh yet again)   <\/span>.<\/p>\n

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I got home in time for Diane’s yoga class.. then an impromptu St Patty’s day feast.. again.. all green.. Pesto noodles and salad..   <\/span>It was good.. but I’m eating other colors the rest of the week..<\/p>\n

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Now.. here are some shots from my bizarre  pointless travel day yesterday.. It started with running into  Sawyer and  Mac-and-cheese-Deb at the airport. at 5AM Sawyer was on his way to Mammoth out west. Deb had just slipped him a SamStone when I ran into them. You can see it in the picture <\/p>\n

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Here’s a blurry shot of us landing at Philly at sunrise.. I rarely see sunrise unless I’ve stayed up.. so it was worth noting. <\/div>\n

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On the trip down to Dallas (or so I thought at the time)\/.  saw this cool ’S<\/span>’ in the sky… A Sam echo <\/div>\n

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As I recounted yesterday.. I never made Dallas.. instead I spent a strange 6 housrs stranded in the Little Rock airport on work calls. It gave me a chance to plant our first SamStone in Arkansas, though. <\/div>\n

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The woman on the right is Jen.. the most wonderful gate attendant who handled all four of the stranded planes that flew into Little Rock unexpectantly. As you can imagine she was putting up with some pretty irate people.. She remained nice, helpful .. and best of all, funny, through our 6 hour acquaintance.. <\/div>\n

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Here’s the scene at mid day.. the photo doesn’t do justice to the level of chaos. This was Bedlam.. It was seriously fun to watch.   At one point I went and bought about 6 bags of candy (small hershey bars, milky ways. reeses cups) and opened them on the counter to calm down the crowd. It actually worked !!!!<\/div>\n

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Here’s the ambulance that met our flight when we were stopped at take off by the guy in back who was short of breath. I’ve been thinking about him all day.. I hope he’s doing OK .. <\/div>\n

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And that, my friends, clears out my backlog of pictures… Ahh.. one more thing I want to pass on is something Jessie showed me the other night. It’s called StumbleUpon <\/a>and I think it’s going to destroy my productivity completely. It’s basically a thing for suggesting web content that you might like based on a profile you set.. It then lets you rate content and sharpens it’s recommendation preferences. It’s amazing.. So far I’ve found stuff like:<\/p>\n
Ball toss<\/a> It’s hard to describe but cool
The Integrator:  <\/a>A program that does free symbolic integrals on the web
Special numbers<\/a> A list of the special property of common numbers
<\/msprm>Blue ball machine <\/a>Blue ball weirdness
Equation Sheet<\/a> The ultimate formula cheat sheet
Future me<\/a> Send a note to your future self
<\/msprm>Tower of bears<\/a><\/msprm> Bears falling and stacking
<\/msprm>Disney leftovers<\/a><\/msprm> Too shocking to describe !
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It’s addicting. Help.. stop me before I stumble again !!!!!!!!!!! <\/p>\n

I gotta go.. nite folks.. nite Sam
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All I have for this eveing is leftovers. I managed to have a completely uneventful day. The first I can remember in several months. In fact.. Im still in my jammies and it’s 8PM. I worked all day at home.. on the phone from 8 until 6:30PM got lots done.. but nothing memorable to report… … Continue reading Wednesday evening – leftovers<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-872","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/872","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=872"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/872\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=872"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=872"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=872"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}