Thursday, April 29, 2010

I AM NOT AN ANIMAL!

If I found myself in Wonder Woman's lasso of truth (again) I don't think I'd struggle as much because the truth is, rope burns take a really long time to heal. And when she asked, "Did you vacuum this week?" I would say "NO! Because I HATE to vacuum."

After this awkward exchange she would ask me to accompany her in her invisible jet to somewhere really exotic and tropical as a reward for owning my hate of the vacuum - which of course links directly to my hate of carpet - and it would be my hope I'd get to wear some of my new bathing suits but, for now, let's not put the jet in front of the vacuum cleaner. Because I have a dog, I have to vacuum. A lot. And because I like anything that professes to be superior, I'm now obsessed with getting a Dyson vacuum cleaner. Specifically the one called "Animal."

Incidentally, "Animal" was always my favorite muppet, so I take that as a sign I should have this vacuum cleaner. Maybe I'll read some reviews. Maybe I'll try Freecycle. Maybe I'll sell an organ. I think the TRUTH as we know it, Wonder Woman, is I will have a new vacuum cleaner. Because life is too short for my inferior Eureka. If' I'm going to vacuum, I want to create a tornado of suction capable of sucking chrome off a trailer hitch. End of story.

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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Black Warrior

It was 43 degrees when I took Maddie outside at 6:15 a.m. I could see steam rising from the river as the sun made its debut, and decided to return inside for my camera to see if I could capture this in an image. Not surprisingly, the rowing team was out practicing, so while I got lucky with subject matter I only had a few moments to setup and press the shutter: they move surprisingly fast.

Nice way to wake up, huh? This is why I continue to assert that if my apartment were a condo, I'd buy it in a heartbeat. I love the setting and I am clearly very sensitive to my surroundings!

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Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Happy Times

The 2010 Rolex Kentucky Three-Day Event has come and gone. It was the 12th year in a row I've attended: each year with one of my best friends Shannon-na-nana-na or, as she is sometimes also called, "Theresa." The photograph is of use watching the dressage on Friday afternoon. I thought it would be funny to attempt to capture Ollie Townend in the ring as he did his dressage test on Ashdale Cruise Master. Squint hard down by "A" (or the white tent for all of you non-dressage-ring readers) and you'll see him doing his thang.

This year we lost one of the Janes but picked up another, so I still had 2/3 Jane representation (AND learned what a co-efficient meant in simple terms, thanks Jane!) and I couldn't have been happier. I am blessed to say my life is good every day, but it's even better when I'm around horses and my horsey friends.

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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Cool Guy

I was all set to tackle the world of app development because, like my desire to be the Rat King in The Nutcracker even though a.) I'm nearly 39 and b.) I've never danced a ballet step in my life and c.) I've never even seen The Nutcracker, I never let lack of knowledge or skill deter me in my pursuit of things I think have potential.

One of my favorite movies ever is "Clueless," and it suddenly occurred to me that an app reminiscent of Cher's closet organization computerized clothing matching system would quite possibly be the best thing I could ever put on my iPhone. I'm a visual perceiver and tend to respond/learn from shapes, color, and actions. I also think an app like this could totally ROCK for packing, and completely eclipse "Packing List," an app I purchased before traveling to England last year. It's a list, so of course it lacks any visual texture and, as such, I perceive it as useless. I mean really, app developer, who doesn't think to pack a razor and deodorant? (Jared Leto notwithstanding.)

So I've been all excited and even made a contact with someone who is developing an app and offered to connect me with his development team in India. I mentioned this at the pool on Sunday and of course one of the children said, "There's already an app for that. It's called Cool Guy." I wasn't really that surprised since the whole "App for everything," catchphrase is based on a heightened reality and so I've downloaded (it's even free) and am going to give it a spin. It won't spin outfits like All Recipes, or Cher in "Clueless," but it's a lot farther than I'd have likely gotten. NOTE: I don't fail at everything I think is cool. I have been practicing my arabesque. But if I've learned anything it's that we must pick and choose our battles.

Anyone have experience or opinions regarding this app?

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Thursday, April 15, 2010

Panorama

I have recently discovered the awesome of my panoramic setting on my camera. Because it is The Robby Way (tm), it's only taken 2 years but hey, what matters is that I now know.

Here are a few I've snapped since March.

The first 2 are at my cousin's amazing place in Hudsonville, Mississippi, on the Ides of March. That's as much as I can say. It's a top secret location, as we plot to rule the world here.

Obviously you have to be careful in small spaces or else you get a fish-eye effect, a'la the pilates studio (3).

Mountaintops make for good panorama. Deer Valley Resort, Park City, Utah (4).

And nothing says "Welcome Summer" like a pontoon boat on the Alabama River (5).






 


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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Little Boos


I would be lying if I said I didn't think my nieces and nephews and 2 cousins, once removed, are the cutest kids on the planet. They are. L-to-R: Josie (niece, my sister's daughter), Megan (cousin, daughter of Jeff and Shonda), Megan's brother Nathan (he's like a ride at Disney World), and Tyler (nephew, my brother's son). Not pictured is Cydney, my sister's oldest daughter who is 14 and into driving the truck around the campground.

I was fortunate in April to get to spend 2 weekends with them camping down in Wilcox County. I know it seems cliche but seriously, they really do grow up right before your eyes. Thankfully they're doing it right before mine.


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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Robby Recycles

It's no big secret I've been recycling for decadesyears. And because I'm Robby, this means I continue to seek the perfect recycling station solution. When I lived in Little Rock and owned a home, it was quite simple: put recycling items in the provided-by-city-utility receptacle in garage. Place at curb on designated day.

Because I live in an apartment (which we're saying goodbye to next year and, gulp, doing the big boy thing and purchasing a home), and in a city where recycling works a bit differently - there are these big trailers with compartments located around town where you can place your items - I have to be strategic and segregate my recyclables. This, of course, requires a system.

Robby lives for a system. 

Or, I should say, Robby lives for the pursuit of the perfect system. 

Last summer I purchased these mesh laundry hampers - the sort I like to call "voila!" because they fold down to a circle and you flick them open with your hand to produce a hamper: brilliant - that were sectioned and, to be honest, they worked fine. I could just grab the handles, place in my car, and go. However, it had to live on the floor of my kitchen and I was always having to move it and, if you know me, you know I have a hard time with things being out of place. I am spending 30 minutes a day attempting to edit my life and, as such, have gotten comfortable with things being disheveled because I know in the end THE SYSTEM is going to be amazing, but honestly, life is too short for a mesh laundry basket on your kitchen floor.

So I'm workshopping this representative system: maize baskets ($5 each, Wal-Mart) with recycle bags inside atop my kitchen cabinets. Sure, I have to get a small ladder out each time I want to fill them, but that's OK. It's exercise. And who doesn't like standing up tall, peering down on his kingdom, making proclamations and judging the underlings (Maddie)?  These 3 baskets are designated for paper, metal/aluminum cans, and plastic. I retained a different receptacle, that matches somewhat in its lime green plasticness, for cardboard, which I find I actually amass most.

We shall see how long this system lasts. Already I feel better knowing things are more concealed and orderly, but I do recognize it's not the most efficient way. I know if I cleared the baker's rack of display objet I could pull off the same idea in a more easy-to-access schematic, but let's just take it 30 minutes at a time. 

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Wednesday, April 07, 2010

You Know Me Better



In the words of my infamous Facebook wife, the legendary Miss Laura-Catherine Sheffield ... I DIE! Roison Murphy is amaze and herney, this here my JAM!

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Monday, April 05, 2010

Mi Carro

8 out of 10 respondents in a recent survey said they'd rather spike their Cosmopolitan with Drano than take financial advice from me. True story. And who can blame them, really? To loosely quote someone I never met but whose words are the stuff of legend (as shared with me by my cousin), "There is no budget I cannot live beyond."

But for some reason, that isn't the case when it comes to my whip. Years ago I had a trusted mentor who was an accountant (but not the typical kind - she was gorgeous and soulful and would get drunkie at office holiday parties and sing on the piano a'la "Fabulous Baker Boys," ... probably why I listened to her) who said, "You should never finance a vehicle for more than 36 months." This advice was probably given in 1993. Apparently it still holds true.

Have I financed a vehicle for longer than 36 months? Yes. I was working on 48 months for Cracker, my beloved Ford F250 that I sold in 2007 to my friend in North Carolina. In a moment of rare clarity, I applied all of the equity I had in the vehicle to a 50% down payment on Bonsai, my 2007 Honda Fit, and financed the balance for 36 months. Last week Bonsai officially became mine. This is not an Earth-shattering savings, I should note. In fact, the vehicle has been super-affordable to own and operate. Even during the gas price gouging of Ought 8, I was paying $36 to fill his little 9 gallon tank. And I could drive to and from Atlanta (3 hours) on that.

It does, however, remind me of another financing scenario we've all been subjected to over the past few years: the housing/mortgage downfall which is largely blamed for the global economic crisis. Living large isn't a sustainable practice. It's a great ego/personality rush and do I think there are times when it's totally appropriate to pop a cork on a $100 bottle of Dom Perignon even though you should be saving for Christmas gifts? ABSOLUTELY. Life is short, you understand. But it's about balance. And it's easier to justify an occasional nicety when the necessities are kept in relative, affordable check.


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