<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820</id><updated>2012-01-26T06:29:43.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ray's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-4576965620301150328</id><published>2008-09-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:03:08.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBX 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SMab_qp7V6I/AAAAAAAAAik/sN7IFgECICQ/s1600-h/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SMab_qp7V6I/AAAAAAAAAik/sN7IFgECICQ/s400/IMG_0384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244050334203729826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at our vacation house on Saturday September 6th here in North Carolina just having missed Tropical Storm Hanna. We departed Ohio Friday evening and stopped halfway in Winchester Virgina(which according to &lt;a href="www.mapquest.com"&gt;MapQuest&lt;/a&gt; was our half-way point). On our previous trips we drove the full 12 hours in one shot, but with Katie getting older and my mother-in-law accompanying us, it seemed prudent to split the drive in two.&lt;br /&gt;This was our first time coming down so late in the season, and we knew it would be a crap shoot with the Atlantic hurricane season, but good fortune was on our side and with the exception of some heavy rain on the second leg of our trip we arrived without incident.&lt;br /&gt;Once we stocked up on the weeks supplies at the local &lt;a href="www.foodlion.com"&gt;Food Lion&lt;/a&gt;, it was time to get busy planning what was to be in store for the coming week. So far on the agenda we have a &lt;a href="http://www.outerbankscruises.com/"&gt;dolphin watching excursion&lt;/a&gt;, a trip into the 4-wheel drive area of the Outer Banks to do some &lt;a href="http://www.outerbankstours.com/wildhorsesafari/"&gt;wild horse viewing&lt;/a&gt;, assorted shopping trips, and a spending some time at the local "&lt;a href="http://www.obxpottery.com/"&gt;make your own pottery&lt;/a&gt;" shop. I am attempting to balance out THAT activity by enjoying some "&lt;a href="http://www.brewthru.com/"&gt;adult beverages&lt;/a&gt;" in the hot tub under the stars at night!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jill and I rented a couple jet-skis for an hour and went out in the Currituck Sound for some fast and wet fun. Once the initial wariness of going so fast over water wore off, it was really a blast. The night was capped off by having dinner a a local &lt;a href="http://www.pigman.com/"&gt;BBQ joint &lt;/a&gt;specializing in "real North Carolina BBQ".&lt;br /&gt;Watch for a complete recap in the form of a photo gallery when the trip is over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-4576965620301150328?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/4576965620301150328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=4576965620301150328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4576965620301150328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4576965620301150328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2008/09/obx-2008.html' title='OBX 2008'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SMab_qp7V6I/AAAAAAAAAik/sN7IFgECICQ/s72-c/IMG_0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-2467862501332285224</id><published>2008-06-01T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:14.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murderer's Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SEKju-tD83I/AAAAAAAAAic/Xvv3EcAzdkw/s1600-h/0531081942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SEKju-tD83I/AAAAAAAAAic/Xvv3EcAzdkw/s400/0531081942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful where you sit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as Jill, Katie, and I were leaving the Chapel Hill Olive Garden, I was putting our leftovers in the back of the CR-V when I heard Jill say "Oh my gosh, would you look at that" and then break into a fit of laughter. Not one to want to miss out on a good joke I asked what was so funny, and she pointed to the side of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now even though I don't like to miss out on a laugh, I am also not the quickest on the uptake sometimes. So after looking for what was so funny, my loving wife points out the above view to me. Once I composed myself, I knew I had to capture that image! I'm not sure if I violated anyones privacy by taking the picture, but I thought if you are dining at Olive Garden with your polka-dot panties and plumber's crack in full view of the general public...well, its fair game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-2467862501332285224?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/2467862501332285224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=2467862501332285224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/2467862501332285224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/2467862501332285224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2008/06/murderers-row.html' title='Murderer&apos;s Row'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/SEKju-tD83I/AAAAAAAAAic/Xvv3EcAzdkw/s72-c/0531081942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-3257139378879397065</id><published>2008-03-02T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:14.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All-American Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R8skshhs91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/vQyUtDF9fAc/s1600-h/Katie+%26+Opus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173268944297719634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R8skshhs91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/vQyUtDF9fAc/s400/Katie+%26+Opus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came across this on Saturday Night Live...perhaps its best to just let the &lt;a href="http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid14270988/bclid14246943/bctid1398258238"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt; do the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-3257139378879397065?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/3257139378879397065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=3257139378879397065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3257139378879397065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3257139378879397065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-american-girl.html' title='All-American Girl'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R8skshhs91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/vQyUtDF9fAc/s72-c/Katie+%26+Opus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-8956828086388832269</id><published>2008-01-14T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:14.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode To Best Buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R4uU_x6ApEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZREWNjpRZuQ/s1600-h/100_1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155378021904983106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R4uU_x6ApEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZREWNjpRZuQ/s400/100_1556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE ELECTRONICS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, I have admitted it. I believe that is one of the tenets in any recovery program, to admit the problem. So now the healing can begin. Seriously though, I have always liked to try and get the most out of any form of entertainment I have, as long as I didn't go broke in the process or try and get over my head technical-wise. While my love for all things electronic is deep, I have never committed the time to become an "Expert" in the field. I usually followed two guidelines when I wanted something: (1) Does it sound good, and (2) Does it look good doing it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That line of reasoning worked well when I was younger swapping stereos in my cars, or those of my friends. As time progressed and things got more expensive and technology more complex, I found I couldn't afford to just buy things that looked good, they needed to last and perform well. It was time to stop judging the books by the covers...after all, I'm not in a bar and its not 2am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I started to rely heavily on "User Reviews" that can be found on a lot of websites. &lt;a href="http://www.cnet.com/?tag=hdrgif"&gt;CNET&lt;/a&gt; has a good amount of them, along with Editors Ratings for products they have investigated. &lt;a href="http://www.epinions.com/"&gt;EPINIONS&lt;/a&gt; is a good source for product reviews by consumers, and the mother of all review sites for unbiased looks is of course &lt;a href="http://www.consumerreports.org/cro/index.htm"&gt;CONSUMER REPORTS&lt;/a&gt;. Recently &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?type=category&amp;amp;id=cat00000"&gt;BEST BUY &lt;/a&gt;started to include product reviews on their website along with a 1-5 scale for rating products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I found myself with some as-of-yet unused gift cards, and a 12% off coupon for certain purchases courtesy of the Best Buy Reward Zone program, I started to look at the Sunday circular with a bit more curious eye. But what to get was the question...my iPOD was less than a year old, but boy that new iPOD touch looked nice. Our digital camera is still serving us well, and thanks to &lt;a href="http://regex.info/blog/"&gt;Jeffy&lt;/a&gt;, I am getting better pictures from it. My car stereo works just fine and has all the bells and whistles I need. Our living room would seem a bit more empty if I up and replaced our Toshiba rear-projection TV. We are Vista-enabled, so a new pc was out. And my Wii console will not go out of style for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm sure Katie will soon share my joy in these things, her fun at Best Buy amounts to going there and "playing" the pianos on display, and while that will be a worthwhile purchase in the near future, I had gift cards and a coupon that expired soon burning a hole in my pocket. The one thing I could "justify" getting was a new TV in our bedroom, as that Zenith 27" tube model chewed up a good amount of real estate on the floor. Also when I come home at night from work and watch SportsCenter to unwind, the height of the stand made it impossible to watch without lying towards the foot of the bed to see the whole screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with that in mind I had been on the lookout for a new TV that would be good as a second set, but still have some of the features I wanted. Price had to be foremost in the equation, followed by functionality and reliability. I had looked at a couple models over the past weeks, but neither had gotten good reviews from the sources I checked. The current ad had a nice selection, and I found one that was right in the price range I wanted, along with the features I needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, but what about the reviews? At the time I decided on this particular model there were &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8388666&amp;amp;productCategoryId=abcat0101001&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;tab=7&amp;amp;id=1180743979388#productdetail"&gt;80 reviews&lt;/a&gt; in and only 8 rated it less than a "4". Having read all 80, I decided that for what I wanted and how I would use it, this was a good deal. I also referred to &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/flat-panel-tvs/dynex-dx-lcd32/4505-6482_7-32775206.html?tag=pdtl-list"&gt;Cnet&lt;/a&gt; which gave it a good reference. Epinions had nothing and I didn't check Consumer Reports. The one I finally settled on was this one. &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp;jsessionid=2WRPGBLVWEY0JKC4D3GFAGI?skuId=8388666&amp;amp;productCategoryId=abcat0101001&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;tab=1&amp;amp;id=1180743979388#productdetail"&gt;New TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dynex brand is the house brand for Best Buy, along with Insignia. From what I was able to glean online, they are either a hybrid of Sony and Samsung parts, or made by LG. All of which make exceptional flat-panels. One of the better things about this model is that it is "Digital Ready" so when the switch to all digital broadcasting is made next year, I will not need a set-top box to convert the signals. For now I am content to use the cable direct from the wall, and still get the HD feeds from Time-Warner for my local channels. Maybe if they add more HD to their lineup I will get a box for this one, or if I catch a deal for a second box free change my current cable plan. But otherwise it is great for its current use. The HD is crystal-clear, and DVDs look super on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-8956828086388832269?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/8956828086388832269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=8956828086388832269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/8956828086388832269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/8956828086388832269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2008/01/ode-to-best-buy.html' title='An Ode To Best Buy'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R4uU_x6ApEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ZREWNjpRZuQ/s72-c/100_1556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-3840436056539241552</id><published>2007-11-28T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:15.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HA HA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R01_YD2W1II/AAAAAAAAAiE/UDz1mjXK_1g/s1600-h/pearls2002222371128.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137902801226486914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R01_YD2W1II/AAAAAAAAAiE/UDz1mjXK_1g/s400/pearls2002222371128.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each morning I enjoy reading the local paper with a nice hot cup of coffee. If I'm lucky I get to do this in a relatively quiet dining room, if I get up before Katie, who for some reason just can't seem to relate to my little indulgence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The design of the &lt;a href="http://www.ohio.com/"&gt;Akron Beacon Journal &lt;/a&gt;is great...Section A is World and National news, B is Local, C is Sports and Business, and D is Entertainment. Which works great for me because I love reading the comics last. Sort of like saving the cherry from your ice cream sundae until the end. The Sunday paper of course is an exception, given all the ads and such. On that day its either the comics I read last, or the &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/"&gt;Best Buy &lt;/a&gt;circular depending on how I feel...but either way its still a treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had several "favorite" comics over the years, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloom_County"&gt;Bloom County&lt;/a&gt;(which morphed into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outland_%28comics%29"&gt;Outland&lt;/a&gt; then &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opus_%28comic_strip%29"&gt;Opus&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calvin_and_Hobbes"&gt;Calvin and Hobbes&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.foxtrot.com/"&gt;Foxtrot&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crankshaft_(comic_strip)"&gt;Crankshaft&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://funkywinkerbean.com/"&gt;Funky Winkerbean&lt;/a&gt;(by local artist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Batiuk"&gt;Tom Batiuk&lt;/a&gt;(rhymes with attic)) have been must-reads for me also. Funky having drawn national attention recently for having one of its main characters die in the strip has been one of the few comics that show age progression of its characters instead of being "frozen" in time...I mean come on shouldn't PJ be out of that sleeper by now??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My current favorite strip is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Get_Fuzzy"&gt;Get Fuzzy&lt;/a&gt;, which just works on so many levels for me. Its not for everyone, because admittedly the first few times I read it I didn't get it, but in keeping at it I found it to be well worth my time. A recent addition to the Beacon is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pearls_Before_Swine_%28comic_strip%29"&gt;Pearls Before Swine &lt;/a&gt;which is sort of a thought-out "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Far_Side"&gt;Far Side&lt;/a&gt;" in my eyes and can be quite acerbic at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in closing I offer up today's strip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-3840436056539241552?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/3840436056539241552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=3840436056539241552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3840436056539241552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3840436056539241552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/11/ha-ha.html' title='HA HA'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/R01_YD2W1II/AAAAAAAAAiE/UDz1mjXK_1g/s72-c/pearls2002222371128.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-1712516272768636450</id><published>2007-11-12T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:15.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rzh26BajUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/P5dyWMRC4fE/s1600-h/100_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131982514572972066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rzh26BajUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/P5dyWMRC4fE/s400/100_1455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend my son Alex came home for a visit from school. He is enrolled in the Transportation Technology program at &lt;a href="https://www.owens.edu/index.html"&gt;Owens Community College &lt;/a&gt;in Toledo Ohio. This is his first time away from home, and the trips home every other weekend help keep the homesickness to a minimum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not having one iota of knowledge on how to be a Father when he was born, I just sort of went about it the best way I knew how and on more than one occasion fell way short of the goal as he was growing up. But the one thing that remained constant was my hope that when he grew up, he would not make the mistakes I did, and have more good times than bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In playing sports Alex has always been exceptional, with soccer being his best. But it doesn't matter if we are shooting hoops in my driveway or ending up at the local bowling alley to have some fun, this kid can just pick up whatever it is and do it great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was turning 16 and the time came to want to drive, he went out and got 2 summer jobs to buy his first car. His full-time job was working in the maintenance department in the Township he lived in, and the second job, which was part-time he bussed tables at a local restaurant. At the end of the summer he was the owner of a 1995 Nissan Sentra SE-R and took great pride that he bought and paid for it on his own. That vehicle served him well, but making the drive from Brimfield to Toledo every other week was starting to take its toll, and it was recently passed on to his brother Kevin, who just turned 16 this summer and will be embarking on his own quest for employment soon to be able to support whatever teenagers these days call important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the question at hand was what does a 20 year old college student do when they need a new form of transportation but don't have all the cash to secure said wheels? In addition to going to school, Alex also works for the school in their maintenance department and has enough of an income to pay his rent and have spending money. So during his time home last month, he went to his bank, talked to the loan department and was told that given his income to expense ratio he could get a loan for a vehicle at payments that wouldn't break his bank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that knowledge in hand, he quickly went to work to find a vehicle in that price range that he liked. At the end of the search he took a liking to a 1998 Chevy S-10 4X4 ZR-2 pickup. I was a little skeptical given the asking price compared to what I was finding online for similarly equipped vehicles, but to give him credit Alex did a thorough job looking the vehicle over and then negotiating price. Most importantly, he is happy with the purchase and when I had the chance to look the truck over this weekend, I think he did an outstanding job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I watched him drive away from my place Sunday night, I thought to myself "20 years old, away in college, working at the same time and just took on his first installment loan". I know I wasn't at that point 22 years ago, so I guess in wanting your child to do better than you did in life, so far that boy is above the bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see from the picture, I took it while it was raining and I'm sure those were raindrops on my face as I walked back to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-1712516272768636450?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/1712516272768636450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=1712516272768636450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/1712516272768636450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/1712516272768636450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/11/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rzh26BajUCI/AAAAAAAAAgc/P5dyWMRC4fE/s72-c/100_1455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-5185382409479838042</id><published>2007-11-06T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:15.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RzCHXNgivBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Fbhj0ZshNo0/s1600-h/100_1452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129748808407890962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RzCHXNgivBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Fbhj0ZshNo0/s400/100_1452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it was that time again. Off we went to our local photography studio to have Katie's birthday pictures taken. Our studio of choice is called &lt;a href="http://www.picturepeople.com/"&gt;Picture People &lt;/a&gt;and they are conveniently located in the mall right up the road from where we live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we were there last, they have made major improvements in the way they take the pictures and then display the proofs. Before, the cameras were mounted on mobile poles which limited how you could pose and the photographers range of shots were pretty standard. They now use digital cameras and get right down level with the subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They used to take the pictures and tell you to come back in an hour when they would have about 5 sets of pictures ready for viewing. Usually an 8x10, (2) 5x7s, and a sheet of wallet sized pictures per set. You could mix and match to make up a set, but it always seemed that the really good ones that you wanted an extra 8x10 of had to be reprinted which made the waiting times longer. All in all a fairly wasteful thing in my eyes because while I'm sure there were people with kids who thought "Oh no, if I don't buy all these they will throw away pictures of my dear sweet baby" the majority of customers weren't that flush with cash. I mean come on, this isn't &lt;a href="http://www.olanmills.com/"&gt;Olan Mills &lt;/a&gt;we are talking about here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now however, since the process is all digital, you return after about 15 minutes and sit down in front of a huge Dell flat panel monitor and you can pick and choose the pictures you want, the suitable sizes, and an assortment of effects can be applied. Of course the standard set is still one 8x10, two 5x7, and the sheet of wallets. But for the inevitable "Oh, so-and-so HAS to have this one in a (insert size), the wait time is decreased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shrewd marketers they are, they still trot out one or two pictures in frames they hope to sell at what I'm sure is a HUGE mark-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings us to the picture at the top of this post. They brought it out in a really nice frame, complete with a mat, and its called the Gallery piece, and the picture is actually 10x20 instead of the 10x13 we opted for. When we saw it, we knew that one was a keeper but figured we could do the matting and framing ourselves. That project has yet to take shape, but the picture is currently hanging nicely on our dining room wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I do have one negative thing to say about the studio, it would be that apparently the only taste they have is in their mouths. Last year we entered Katie in the 2 year old category for the chains "Cutest Kid" contest and each store picked a finalist from the previous weeks sitting to be submitted to the headquarters for further judging. I'm convinced the stores decision was solely based on who bought the biggest set of pictures, because I saw the finalist's picture for that week and there was no way she was cuter than Katie. Not that I'm biased or anything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-5185382409479838042?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/5185382409479838042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=5185382409479838042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/5185382409479838042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/5185382409479838042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-pictures.html' title='Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RzCHXNgivBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Fbhj0ZshNo0/s72-c/100_1452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-4139473564220077292</id><published>2007-09-18T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:07:49.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then vs Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://loganberrybooks.com/specials-audrey-haunted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://loganberrybooks.com/specials-audrey-haunted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came home from work last night and saw the latest flyer from Katie's daycare was a brochure from &lt;a href="http://www2.scholastic.com/browse/home.jsp"&gt;Scholastic Book Service&lt;/a&gt;. I was surprised to say the least to see Scholastic was still around selling books. I remember when I was in school I was a very voracious reader and always had a book to read in study hall after I knocked any homework out. Up until about the 6th grade I got all my books from Scholastic and the days when our teacher passed out the newest flyer were like individual Christmases for me!! In the 6th grade I made the transition to "grown-up" books, and the first one I read was a 666 page paperback titled "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rich_Man,_Poor_Man"&gt;Rich Man Poor Man&lt;/a&gt;" by Irwin Shaw and is still one of my favorites to this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I was going through the flyer that Katie bought home I saw it was the October 2007 issue and had some Halloween titles in it. They had "Skeleton Hiccups", "The Littlest Pumpkin", "Happy Halloween Stinky Face", and of course the edge-of-your-seat spine-tingler "Care Bears - The Great Big Pumpkin". I was amused at these to say the least, and had to wonder if there are now separate selection forms for different age groups. Because when I was a kid, the selections offered were a bit more spooky at this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought back to one of the stories I could remember a line from, and thanks to the magic of Google was able to find it. It was a little poem by Theodore Roethke titled "&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bat"&gt;The Bat&lt;/a&gt;". Which then set me off to find out if the book could be found still, and I did locate a copy which will be headed my way in the near future. It was a volume called "The Haunted House and Other Spooky Poems and Tales". Even the cover is sort of retro-Gothic which you may be able to see from the picture above. Not quite as feel good as "&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/d/julia-donaldson/room-on-broom.htm"&gt;Room On The Broom&lt;/a&gt;" for today's youth is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read if you will another selection from this tome titled "&lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~halloween_magenta/v-ribbon.html"&gt;The Velvet Ribbon&lt;/a&gt;" and imagine if this was put in a book offered for sale by a book company catering to kids today. I wonder if it would even be scary to the pre-adolescent set? All I know is that in 1974 there was a certain 9 year-old who had the heebie jeebies every time he read that book, but couldn't help but read it over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if I can only find out about this old commercial that I swore used to run around Halloween time involving a kid on a bike, a spooky house and Cracker Jacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-4139473564220077292?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/4139473564220077292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=4139473564220077292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4139473564220077292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4139473564220077292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/09/then-vs-now.html' title='Then vs Now'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-3870076883024694332</id><published>2007-09-02T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:15.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Cleveland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtrYzYfzR-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/7XnuEp1iFrY/s1600-h/100_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105631504838641634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtrYzYfzR-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/7XnuEp1iFrY/s400/100_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I went to the 12th annual "Taste of Cleveland" at the Time Warner Cable Amphitheatre at Tower City(that was more of a mouthful than some of the food I ate). This was my first time at the TOC, as I was there primarily for the Michael Stanley and the Resonators show at the end of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having been to more than my fair share of events in downtown Cleveland I had a pretty good idea how long it would take to get there, where to park and such. What I wasn't prepared for was the bottleneck of traffic that happened about 5 miles before my exit onto East 9th Street! As it turned out, there was 4 different events going on downtown and half the population of Summit and Cuyahoga counties were trying to get to them. In addition to the TOC, the Indians were taking on the White Sox, Akron U and Army were playing at Browns Stadium and the Air Show was going on at Burke Lakefront Airport. Not wanting to be sniffing exhaust any longer than needed I exited the Interstate on East 55th Street and figured I would just cut down Carnegie for the shortcut...that diversion proved interesting to say the least. Saw some parts of Cleveland I had only heard of before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at any rate once I arrived safely and parked, the aroma of food wafting through the air cured any regret I had about my travels. The array of food had me wondering where to begin, so I settled on a gyro that had more meat in it that I thought was possible, and a plate of "spiral fries" which was a potato sliced in one continuous motion and then deep-fried...which reminds me I think I am due for a cholesterol check...and what better way to wash it all down than with an ice-cold Budweiser. Later on after meeting with some of my fellow forum members, I had some barbecued ribs that while not as good as some I have had, went quite well with another Bud I found!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the concert began, all thoughts of food were erased from my mind and I settled in to enjoy some great music. I have seen Michael Stanley live more times than I can remember starting back in 1980 and in about 4 different incarnations of a "group" but each show never fails to deliver on what I've come to expect...songs I know all the lyrics to, tight showmanship, and an occasional surprise thrown in. The surprise this time was a cover of "&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purple Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;" which was done quite well. I have long thought Michael a talented songwriter, and the between song banter always brings a smile to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the major songs of his career were well represented, as well as some of the newest ones which went over quite well. In recognition of the fact most of the crowd came for the "oldies" and perhaps not in favor of the new ones, Michael said "You know, at one time Lover was a new song. My Town was new, and if I didn't play the new stuff you'd be stuck with me playing this for two hours", before launching into a great "Rosewood Bitters".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show, I still had some of the "coupons" you used for the food leftover and since they could not be redeemed back for cash, I found a vendor still open selling pastries. Bought a couple chocolate-chip cannolies and chocolate eclairs that were out-of-this world!! And if I had one regret it was that I wasn't able to save one to enjoy with my morning coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have posted some of the pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/RantingRay/TasteOfCleveland"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and would like to thank my friend Jeff for offering me some advice on getting better shots with my camera. I normally used the "Auto" mode and at times got very poor quality pictures if it wasn't outside in bright sunlight. He told me to experiment with the PASM settings and the "Scene" function and see what that brought. I have yet to get comfortable knowing the appropriate settings for my shots, but happened to try taking some in the "Sport" mode which turned out pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-3870076883024694332?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/3870076883024694332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=3870076883024694332' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3870076883024694332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/3870076883024694332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/09/taste-of-cleveland.html' title='Taste of Cleveland'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtrYzYfzR-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/7XnuEp1iFrY/s72-c/100_1298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-6642283584325559350</id><published>2007-08-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:16.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtQxg4fzQcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LmLjH58zK0w/s1600-h/100_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103758718708957634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtQxg4fzQcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LmLjH58zK0w/s400/100_1171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night(or rather this morning), I had the chance to see a total lunar eclipse here in Ohio. I have always had a passing interest in Astronomy and the things you could see in the sky at night. Usually its too overcast to see the events here, or they require total darkness for optimal viewing, and living in Akron total darkness at night is hard to come by...plus if you are somewhere in total darkness in the AK-ROWDY, you should probably find some light with a quickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home from work, I was impressed with how clear the sky was and the brilliance the moon was shining with. I was hopeful that the skies would stay nice until the eclipse started at about 4:50am with totality occurring about an hour later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my alarm went off at 4:30 I questioned my sanity, but reasoned if the sky wasn't cooperating, I'd be back in bed while my spot was still warm. When I looked out the window, the moon was just as clear as it was 5 hours previous, so I went downstairs to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The eclipse was a slow-moving process, but it was great to watch. And when the earth passed completely between the sun and moon, there was a neat reddish glow the moon took on. I mounted my camera on a tripod to try and get some clear shots, and out of the 26 I took, a few were keepers. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/RantingRay/LunarEclipse"&gt;Eclipse pics&lt;/a&gt;. I don't have a fancy rig, and I'm sure I could have tweaked the settings to get some better shots, but I was happy with the point-and-shoot results I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once totality occurred, the pre-dawn light was coming on the eastern sky and started to wash out any good viewing of post totality, but what I did see was well worth the sleep I lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day I hope to be in the path of totality for a total solar eclipse. That would be neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-6642283584325559350?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/6642283584325559350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=6642283584325559350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/6642283584325559350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/6642283584325559350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/lunar-eclipse.html' title='Lunar Eclipse'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtQxg4fzQcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LmLjH58zK0w/s72-c/100_1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-777558423222626656</id><published>2007-08-25T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:16.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portage County Randolph Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtCuWYfzQSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/JGLyHzTBknA/s1600-h/0825071440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102770077366960418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtCuWYfzQSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/JGLyHzTBknA/s320/0825071440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things I look back fondly on from my youth was the annual county fair that came around each August. It was always fun to go to the fair each day and walk around looking at all the exhibits, seeing friends from school, riding the rides, and of course...fair food!!! For those who may read this that have never been to a county fair, or perhaps more accurately a count(r)y fair, you don't know what life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the fair was also a harbinger of summers eventual end, and the inevitable back-to-school grind. But those days could wait, the fair was in town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided today to take my daughter to the fair and see what she would think about it. Maybe she would ride some of the rides and get a kick out of the animals. This would be a nice cover for me to sample some of the food I so fondly remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went in the gate nearest the animal stalls and had to walk through them to get to where the rides and grub were. Walking through the livestock area was not for Katie who cared not in the least for the aroma permeating the air and didn't want to stop and look at said animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We completed a circuit of the rides and I asked if she would like to ride some herself. That was greeted with an enthusiastic "YES" so I ponied up the $10.00 for 10 tickets since each ride cost 2 tickets, I thought 5 was enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She rode the child's roller coaster, Ferris wheel, a ride called the "Crazy Bus", "Bat Flyer" and of course the venerable merry-go-round. Each one by herself and with no hysterics, which made me very happy. The Ferris wheel and Crazy Bus each went up in the air and I wasn't sure if Katie had my fear of heights, and so far she doesn't. Which is a good thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the rides I asked if she was hungry, and again a rousing "YES"! So I was a little worried the food there wasn't really the best for her, but what the heck its the fair. I asked if she wanted a hamburger or hot dog or french fries, her usual "comfort" food, but surprisingly she didn't. I opted for my best memory, a hot sausage sandwich, fried on a open grill with onions and green peppers. Not a damn thing healthy or redeeming about it, but boy are they good!!! As I was trying to eat that without making a huge mess(did I mention greasy also), Katie asked "Whats that"? Rather than try and explain the wonder I held in my paw, I over-simplified it by saying "A hot dog". Well, since it was Daddy's she decided it was okay for her to eat too. So I broke off a bit of the sausage and bun, gave it to her and waited for her to spit it out. After a couple chews I got a "MMM delecable", which I assume is a cross between delicious and delectable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, what to do now? Like I said, this food isn't the best for an adult, let alone a growing 3 year old...So I did what any Dad in my shoes would do...broke that thing in half and totally dug the fact that my baby girl liked another thing that her Dad does!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left after we finished eating and on the drive back home as I looked in the mirror and saw my sweetheart fast asleep in her car seat, I couldn't help but think the next years fair will be even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot to take my camera, so I used my phone for the pictures I took. Not bad for a 2mp LG enV phone camera. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/RantingRay/CountyFair"&gt;Fair pics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-777558423222626656?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/777558423222626656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=777558423222626656' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/777558423222626656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/777558423222626656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/portage-county-randolph-fair.html' title='Portage County Randolph Fair'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RtCuWYfzQSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/JGLyHzTBknA/s72-c/0825071440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-4446818760595294178</id><published>2007-08-23T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:16.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rs2iNYfzQRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TCtAqSQoOv0/s1600-h/100_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912303678472466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rs2iNYfzQRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TCtAqSQoOv0/s320/100_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of birthdays during this month that are marked on my kitchen calendar, and recently I added another one as my friend Mike welcomed the newest addition to his family with the arrival of his son Luke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before our water park trip last week, we had a party for Katie on her 3rd birthday. Its great to see her with each passing birthday and Christmas get more involved in her present opening. What started out as casual indifference, to wanting to play with just the box the toys came in, to present-day where each unwrapping of a gift is like a mini treasure hunt. Luckily the payoff is a bit quicker!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I lobbied for a selection of clothes and books for future presents, that plea seemed to fall on deaf ears with family and friends...Oh well, I'm sure the noises will keep me alert, and picking up all the pieces to the various toys is keeping my back in shape!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-4446818760595294178?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/4446818760595294178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=4446818760595294178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4446818760595294178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/4446818760595294178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-birthdays.html' title='August Birthdays'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/Rs2iNYfzQRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TCtAqSQoOv0/s72-c/100_0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-680044336472970505</id><published>2007-08-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:17.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsiFPYfzQPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GPYxvnLQacI/s1600-h/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100473077317452018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsiFPYfzQPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GPYxvnLQacI/s320/100_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We took a little family vacation to the &lt;a href="http://www.greatwolflodge.com/"&gt;Great Wolf Lodge&lt;/a&gt; in Sandusky, which is a combination water park/hotel. It was originally only going to be an overnight stay, but once we got settled in and enjoying the water park, we decided to stay another night. Katie had quite the time, despite her wanting to "Go Home" the first night. Jill and I had the most fun watching and chasing after Katie and trying to keep up with her. I even rode all the slides there, despite my last experience at a water park many years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was on a slide called "The Dropout" at &lt;a href="http://ragingwaters.com/"&gt;Raging Waters&lt;/a&gt; in San Dimas California, which incidentally was where scenes from "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" was filmed, but I digress. Having climbed the 70-some feet to the top of this slide I took one look down and was certain the angle of decent and speed would have me going ass over teakettle all the way down! I promptly retreated the same way I came, much to the chiding and derision of my best friend Mike, who did take the plunge and managed to survive intact. I attributed that however to his clean living rather than simple physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This time around I wanted to enjoy all the park had to offer, and if you would like to see some of the pictures they are here... &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/RantingRay/Vacation07"&gt;Water park pics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-680044336472970505?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/680044336472970505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=680044336472970505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/680044336472970505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/680044336472970505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-wolf-lodge.html' title='Great Wolf Lodge'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsiFPYfzQPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GPYxvnLQacI/s72-c/100_1135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-7649431345972156969</id><published>2007-08-16T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:37:17.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Soft Addictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsRSCIfzPoI/AAAAAAAAABY/lp_MpqTCjsc/s1600-h/100_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099290874684325506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsRSCIfzPoI/AAAAAAAAABY/lp_MpqTCjsc/s320/100_1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday August 14th, myself along with about 100 other people were invited to the Cleveland House of Blues for the CD release party of Michael Stanley's newest disc titled "The Soft Addictions". Having never been to such an event, I wasn't sure what to expect, but a fun time was had by all. Basically what it involves is the CD being played over the sound system, and everyone in the room socializing talking about the music, or anything else that came up. The artists(s) work the room and in this case gave an introduction to the music and a farewell address when it was done. Michael was the gracious host, stopping for autographs or pictures whenever asked. For anyone not familiar with the music, check out &lt;a href="http://www.linelevelmusic.com/"&gt;Line Level Music &lt;/a&gt;for his catalog. Or iTunes for the digital folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and "The Soft Addicitons" by Michaels admission are songs about and inspired by the fairer sex. Feel free to find your own meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-7649431345972156969?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/7649431345972156969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=7649431345972156969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/7649431345972156969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/7649431345972156969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/soft-addictions.html' title='The Soft Addictions'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46thNE4K8mI/RsRSCIfzPoI/AAAAAAAAABY/lp_MpqTCjsc/s72-c/100_1012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4028743348322234820.post-2423467971693502761</id><published>2007-08-16T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:17:05.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog.</title><content type='html'>Well, after much consideration as to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not I had anything really fascinating enough in my life to write about, I decided to take the plunge and try my hand at this. Hopefully you may find something here in the future worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4028743348322234820-2423467971693502761?l=rantingray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/feeds/2423467971693502761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4028743348322234820&amp;postID=2423467971693502761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/2423467971693502761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4028743348322234820/posts/default/2423467971693502761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingray.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog.'/><author><name>Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17407543739231029551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://lh4.google.com/RantingRay/RsRM1IfzPnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/fQ22R5bXR7M/oct26%2401_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
