Here’s another picture from my trip to the Spam Museum last month. Something about a whole parking lot painted with the word “Spam” tickled me. Or perhaps appealed to my sense of justice.
View from Johnny’s Spamarama
My cousin Sue has wanted to take me to the Spam Museum in Austin, MN for several years. Yesterday our dream came true when we made the 1-hour trek with my mom from my hometown of Riceville, IA. Unfortunately, when we arrived, we found that the museum is closed on Monday. Even so, the gift shop was open and I picked up a few things. Afterwards we drove across the street to Johnny’s Spamarama for a spam-themed lunch. I had a delicious Spam Reuben and Sue had the Spam Western Melt. My mom declined to have a Spam dish.
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Relatives seen: 30 (approximate)
Weight lost (in pounds):Â 0
Aches & pains:Â sciatic
Current reading: My Name Is Red by Orhan Pamuk, Profiles in Courage by John F. Kennedy
Recent listening:Â “Grandma music”
Recent viewing:Â CBS Morning News, The Fugitive, Presidential debate
Recent playing: Chain Factor, Spaceward Ho!
Recently accomplished:Â Travel to Iowa, birthday celebrations with my birthday uncle, Spam Museum (outside only)
Imperative To Do:Â Return home, cancel gym membership, get rid of office junk, freecycle, activate new Tivo, oil change for van, clean garage, office organization, get rid of MacRenewal Macs
Single serving Spam
Checkout what Jonathan gave me this morning. Crazy Tastyâ„¢!
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Graham got an extremely late birthday present today – I finally got around to wiring his bedroom for the internet. I did manage to get him a new computer on his birthday, but many weekends have passed since where I have promised him that I would get it installed but never found the time. He’s been understanding the whole time. Last night I told him that we could do it today if he would help and he was very excited to do it. His most important part involved traversing the crawl space from Thomas’ room (where the “hatch” is) to our room and back. There are several pipes and heating ducts in the way that make it very difficult for me to do it. When I wired Thomas’ room about five years ago, it probably took me an hour to make my way to our bedroom and back to Thomas’ room. This afternoon it took Graham about three minutes to do the same thing. Probably half of that time as me explaining to him where he needed to go. He was my Briar Rabbit today. Anyway, we got it all done and Graham is very excited to have iChat and his own computer for playing internet games.
After my first night with the CPAP, things have gone down hill. The chin restraint keeps my mouth from flying wide open, but my lips still open a tiny bit during REM sleep. This produces a hissing sound that makes Tina think that her ocean-sound alarm is going off. No, it’s just me so she rolls over and taps me on the lip so I close my mouth again. After the first morning of that (I usually go into REMs at around 4:00 am), I adjusted slightly and have since been getting the “chipmunk cheeks”. The valve (for lack of a better word) in my throat opens and air rushes into my mouth puffing up my cheeks. This wakes me enough to close the valve and go back to sleep. However, it’s not making for very good sleep and I’ve had a couple mornings where I slept past 10 hours. On Friday Tina and I saw my sleep doctor and he said to be patient with it. I go back to see him in 6 weeks and take my CPAP in for evaluation (it also records sleep data) in 4 weeks. If it’s not better by then, I’m going to insist on getting fitted for a nose-and-mouth mask.
I think I’ve noticed more motivation in myself on the weekends lately. It’s probably related to the weight loss I’ve had since Tina and I started South Beach about 6 weeks ago. But the whole sleep diagnostic experience has also made me more hopeful about my life in general, I think. I can’t tell you how great it feels to wake up after 8 hours of sleep and be completely rested. I’m looking forward to when every day is like that.
Bike odometer: n/a
Current reading: The Last True Story I’ll Ever Tell by John Crawford, The Prince by Machiavelli
Recent listening: Humpy’s Soul Show, The Jumpoff, Dave Allen’s Neighborhood (all available here)
Recent viewing: Pee Wee’s Playhouse, Ed vs. Spencer, Countdown
Recent playing: Zuma
Recently accomplished: Installed network in Graham’s room, new music for Tina
Imperative To Do: Labels for my sister’s CDs, test drive new bike seats, bank
Cool Link: Spam: An excellent gift for a 40th birthday (the variety pack would be awesome!)
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On Monday, we celebrated the holiday with a day trip into the Columbia River Gorge via the scenic Columbia River Highway. In the morning, we played 10 holes of disc golf at Dabney State Park, fulfilling a promise I made to Graham way back in July. We skipped the final 8 holes to play in the Sandy River for a few minutes before continuing on to Crown Point and then Bridal Veil Falls.
At Bridal Veil, we had a delicious picnic lunch before embarking on the 2/3-mile hike from the parking lot to the falls. Halfway down the steep, gravel-covered switchback trail, Tina fell flat on her ass and declined to continue, preferring to wait on a nearby bench for the boys and I to return. Yesterday, the doctor told her she had sprained her back and her ankle. We’ll know if she broke bones in her hand when the x-rays come back.
We endured stop-and-go traffic on Interstate 84 on the way home but that barely diminished the great day I had driving the new Scion around the twists and turns of the winding CRH. I really love driving a stick shift. Except in stop-and-go traffic. Fortunately, the range of second gear on the Scion is pretty wide so it wasn’t that bad. The source of the traffic jam turned out to be a car that had rolled off the back of a truck.
Yesterday morning, I dragged myself out of bed so I could be fitted with a CPAP machine, nasal mask and chin restraint. I was also instructed on the care and maintenance of the equipment, which is much more elaborate than I had suspected. Last night was my first night using the CPAP and it went pretty well. I think my mouth opened at about 4:00 am (Tina reported the time), but I awoke without my alarm feeling quite rested after 8 hours of sleep. I’ll let you know how future nights go.
Today was the first day of school for our boys. They were both excited and happy to return to it. Thomas is in fifth grade and Graham is in a second/third grade split class. This is Thomas’ last year at Margaret Scott. Graham’s teacher this year is one Thomas had in second grade.
Bike odometer: 118 miles
Current reading: The Last True Story I’ll Ever Tell by John Crawford, The Prince by Machiavelli
Recent listening: Spillane by John Zorn, Coverville
Recent viewing: Thief, Sportscenter, Pee Wee’s Playhouse
Recent playing: Zuma
Recently accomplished: Cleared blackberry patch on the blind side of the house (with Graham’s help)
Imperative To Do: Install network in Graham’s room, labels for my sister’s CDs, test drive new bike seats, bank
Cool Video: When Spam Attacks by my friend, Rob Marquardt