It was an olio day. Stacked wood, gave Sally some love cleaning her inside and out, went for an unremarkable 4 mile run, fabricated brackets and installed them on the broody hen cage in anticipation of mounting some wheels, did some reading....
We hit the high 70s today, another beauty. The middle of next week will be back into the 90s but only for three or four days.
I got another email encouraging me to attend the Ballard High School 50th reunion. If I sign up before 9/26 I can get the discounted price of $100.
Why???
Friend Sherry sent me this. I love it!
The Pope and the Death Penalty
(She knows me well.)
^^ Written yesterday and left unfinished.
Sometimes words come into my head for no apparent reason. This morning it was passacaglia, which I remembered was a musical term describing a particular form, but I couldn't remember what makes something a passacaglia. (It's a fun word to say, don't you think?) So I looked it up.
A passacaglia typically has a bass line that forms the foundation and then a higher part that lays over it, with the whole thing being in triple time (e.g. 3/4).
Thank you, Wikipedia.
Here's a You Tube example I found after reading the description and deciding I needed to hear what it sounded like.
I was debating doing the half marathon in Grants Pass again this year so I looked it up online. Discovered it's the same day as important friends are passing through town mid-morning. We're going to meet for some catching up.
Thank you, Fred & Karen for delivering me from my worst impulses.
I did register for the Scandia 5k next Saturday. And I found what might be a good 10k next month. It's in Estacada about 30 minutes north of here and should be a "fast" course. The finish line is in town. They bus you out to the start and the run follows a bike path along the river back into Estacada so it's all a gentle downhill slope. At the park they have a festival with bands, food, and booths. We may make a morning of it.
I read a local news article yesterday saying that after a gang-buster start the marijuana industry in Oregon has fallen on hard times because of a glut of retail outlets. I suppose that's to be expected; the early shops were making a killing and that drew in lots of players. They say the only stores that will survive this shakeout are those with the backing of national chains.
Yeah, pot shops come in chain store versions.
Pot-R-Us.
That got me to thinking about retail business that don't seem to be affected by the glut dynamic.
How many mattress stores can we possibly need? There must be a huge markup on mattresses because for as many retailers as there are some of them can't be selling more than one a month.
RV dealers! Between here and the north side of Junction City (15 miles away) there are at least two dozen of them with another 6 or 8 over on I-5 north of Eugene, and a couple are HUGE with literally hundreds of RVs on their lot. Those things are not cheap, so the pool of potential buyers isn't all that big.
This morning we went to the first annual "Art in the County" at an empty lot next to a Grange Hall on the west side of Veneta. (They have those in each community here.) The posters made it look like it might be interesting - crafts, art, music, authors.
Mostly it was a bunch of used-to-be hippies who make very ordinary stuff. I don't know enough about art to say if the dozen or so art booths featured decent stuff or watercolor horror but I am NOT paying $500 for an 8"x10" picture of pink and blue cats. Nope.
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