Friday, December 14, 2012

A birthday wish

12/12/12

The last time any of us will see such a date. With a little clever numerology the world ends on my birthday - 12/21/12. Armageddon.Guess I wasn't clever enough... world is still here, but only barely. 9 days now... prepare yourselves. As for myself, I could not have asked for a better birthday.

I woke up warm and cozy at 8 and was served a nice cup o' Joe. I played my favorite game (Heroes of Might and Magic III, for those of you who know), and I actually found some new content for it, now some 10 years after its initial release. Bran muffins were on the bill for breakfast, also my favorite. Morning yoga by my personal trainer, the wonderful Tanya, perked me right up for an afternoon mountain hike.

She got me an awesome new pipe along with some high quality tobacco which I crysined by a half frozen waterfall. It's so nice to have a quality pipe again (I lost mine in Utah somewhere). We ate delicious wraps with avocado for lunch with spinach dip waiting for me at home.


Dinner was zucchini casserole with Hop Czar pale ale. The box had a king looking guy on it. The Czar! More spinach dip obviously had to happen for dessert. I continued to stuff my face and drink my beer well past midnight, and by the time I passed out all of the snacks had been eaten. I was happy as a tick on a healthy dog.

Birthday go number two continued the next day. We had big night plans, so I slept in till noon or so, saving up my energy, ya know. I officially got my first job too, which was bending metal rods into rings for wreaths. It paid $10. I'm rich!


I happily played games for what little of the day there was. Jess, Austin, Tanya and I all went out to Hodi's Halfnote for some big show that night. Chips and dip, veggies and ranch and cookies were free for the munching once inside, and we got a free CD too. Hodi's is awesome. Some 8 bands played, and we shut her down. Tanya was the DD so I was pretty drunk by the end of it all, but what are birthdays for if not celebrating.

I may be getting old, but this has been one of the best birthdays yet. At least I can still get down. It's getting back up that's the problem...

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Heroscape Memorial

It was a tragic affair. Tanya called and said she found my Heroscape plastered on the road. They had fallen off of the truck the night before and cars had been crushing them all night. "Oh," I said. She told me where it was. "I'll be there."

She apparently came to look for me some time later and didn't see me off in the ditch. She thought I had left and gone off somewhere. Nope, sadly I was picking up little bits of arms, broken heads and half complete torsos. The first trip probably took 2-3 hours, the second another. I collected as many parts, weapons, cards and bases as I could. The destruction was total. I think there were 8 out of 129 pieces that escape crushing. Shouldn't more have bounced to safety or something?

It was Tanya's idea that we go back again. I remembered finding Sergio's sword, but after I spread everything out it wasn't there. The bag I found on the side of the road to collect all the pieces was littered with holes. More had to have fallen out. Tanya said she would go help me look. Turns out it was pretty much the only thing that did escape, but we came back with lots more pieces.

I apologize for the picture placement... the shrunken one didn't really work. It scrolls right too.

During the search two people stopped and asked if I was the one who lost all that stuff. They had seen it strewn everywhere and picked some up the night before. Each had a card for me. Surprisingly I believe I found most of the cards. I won't know till I get back to Fl. I'm keeping track of who I lost by which cards I found, so I'm sure there's some missing. Here's to hoping its not many.




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Feet of the Fallen



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Bases of the dead



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My poor destroyed Heroscape

A few shall yet rise again





I spread all the pieces, sorted them, and began the gluing process. I knew which arm or leg belong to who, but for most of them I also knew the one piece was all I had. Even with all my scraps so much was missing. With the help of crazy glue a few began to live. I still have no idea what to do with all the bases.



The larger pieces worked out well. Mr. Hydra is missing a head, Mrs. Black Dragon a wing, Deathwalker 9000 has only a body. Most will never play again, but at least in some way they will be saved.

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turned into 


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All in all about 25 pieces are
ready for action.
For all the rest...


Welcome to your  new home

The Heroscape Graveyard

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Driving to Snow





Rocky Mountains ain't no lie                                                        Nov 19 2012

  

Steeper than a mountain goat path


With snowy good times 



It wasn't until I was crammed into the back seat that I really noticed by back disagreeing with me. My head hit the ceiling, but we were heading into the Rocky Mountain National Park, and that was worth a little pain. Austin was driving with Jess in the co-pilot seat. It was quite the drive. The valley created by the Big Thompson River and along which we drove for quite a while was spectacular. Steep walls of granite and marble placed us in a shadow at midday. Our ears popped as we ascended, through a small quaint mountain town and right into the park.























 


Our pass saved us the $25 entry fee. Jess kept pointing out the elk after we entered. "Pull over. Slow down! Look there's one. Stop!" Austin obliged her most of the time. One of the times we all exited the vehicle and hiked back up the road where a small herd of 10 or so were grazing on the snowy slopes.

Some strange sawdust like material was plastered all over the slopes as well. I guessed that it was for some reclamation process. Jess argued it was happenstance. It didn't look natural or accidental, but it remains a mystery. I had to back seat navigated with the park map, after a little disagreement about which was to go between Jess and Austin.
"So what you're saying is that I was right?" Austin remarked.

I chuckled. "Yup." Jess likes to boss him around a little so I was amused at the exchange. That could be first time I've simply driven high enough to get into the snow, or at least the first time I really marked it.We headed toward Bear Lake. The snow was full on, and I threw a few snow balls. It was perfect for packing into hard little powder bombs. If Dip n' Dots means anything to you, imagine that, only micro sized. I don't know how the snow managed to make itself into such tiny little balls, but it was awesome.


We hiked to the lake, which was mostly frozen. I dared Jess to step out onto it, and she leapt at the chance, until she got down to it... then she reconsidered, which was wise, because she was definitely going to bust through. I scrambled up the mountain to find some small rocks to bust it. Apparently I wasn't the first with this idea because there were none anywhere close to the actual path. I did break through, and then to my great surprise I was also able to break it with the readily available snow balls.

The rest of our band left me behind as I was climbing on the boulders around the lake to get a better aim. Tanya even made me a super snow ball, which she informed me I must use to defend her honor. I clamored as close as I dared and hurled it with all my might. Honor defended!

She didn't think it was quite so fun when I started throwing them at her. I thought she would just start throwing back, but I guess not. We made up, then I made a mini snow man, and we finished out loop of the lake. It was a pretty short hike, but awesome none-the-less. We've almost got full snow gear now (she just lacks some pants) so we can head back really tromp through the mess in a month or two.

On our way back I saw more elk than I have ever seen in my life. There had to have been at least 250 all grazing together. I think Jess took 100 photos, but we never got any. I will post if we do. We stopped there for a good 5 minutes. Some had some major antlers going on.

We also stopped by the little mountain town we passed on the way up, which was a much needed refueling stop. We all decided the hamburger joint was the best option. Three orders of fries was way too many, even with me helping everyone eat theirs. I also finished Jess's hamburger for her and had some of Austin's philly cheese steak. After that we went next door to the cookie shop and I stuffed my face some more.

There were tons of little mountain shops selling jewelry and nick nacks, crystals, and even wizards and dragons. We actually went into one that I liked. Their stuff was nice! And not in the normal boring expensive kind of way. They crafted all their own stuff, and did some pretty unique and intricate work. Too expensive for my blood, but still cool.

We headed home as darkness descended and went to meet our last prospective roommate - a married couple renting out rooms in their house. It should be interesting at the least.
~ :)
Seth

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Housing... At Last!

The search ends

Success!!!                                       :)     :)      :)      :)     :)    :)      :)      :)     :)

It's been a hectic journey, arriving in Fort Collins, homeless and without friends. I'm not sure why i thought this was going to be a stress free easy transition. In retrospect the tension would seem obvious, but I didn't see it coming. Hindsight, right?

For a week we had no leads. Our first hosts were awesome. The second were a little stranger. We didn't jive as well on first contact as with Jess and Austin, but after a few days we all warmed up a bit.

Our first lead started as a very unpromising place. The guy didn't know about our pets and was wary of two people. E-mails meant we probably wouldn't get it, so I called him up and it was settled we should come and see it. Griff was his name, and both he and the roommate we would be replacing were sitting around a fire in their backyard. It was a pretty cool place and close to downtown.

We sat down for a few beers, and they both seemed cool too. The house was niceish, and it had a kick ass basement. The rent was affordable too. He already had two highly hyper dogs who might have wanted to eat Simon. It wasn't a high likelihood, but we never brought him over to find out. They were great dogs. Loved fetch. 

Griff invited us to a cabin in the mountains for a night, if we didn't have any place to stay for the next day, since we were still technically homeless at the time. We did have a place, and he was originally going up to write music in solitude, so we didn't go. It was cool of him to offer though. "I'm glad you didn't tell me about the pets before you came over," Griff said at some point. "I would just have said no on the spot, but this could actually could work."

"Yea? Awesome," I said. We hung out there for a while, blowing off a free sampling of 6 or 7 places downtown for our dinner. By the end of the night, he was calling us the new roommates and we were excited, if a little nervous, to live there. Simon would have to come back on a second run. We told him we would get back to him by Monday.

It was our first lead, and we were both tired of being homeless, crashing on other peoples couches / beds / floors and wanted a place to live. We wanted to pay rent! Crazy. He was going to give us the master and move all his stuff into another room. We could even stay in the basement for a week or so while it was all worked out. He wasn't the most excited because of obvious reasons and the pets. It wasn't going to be the easiest, but it could work. 

10 oclock or so rolled around, and we decided to head out to check out the nightlife. It was our first Friday to check out the town. The first bar was cool, and I scored some pool in which I got destroyed. I tried to warn him that I was no good. He was a pro. The table rotated out a bit. He never lost but he let others play too. After the first $5 pitcher we decided it was time to move on.

Our current hosts, God's Girls, were also going out that night, and as happenstance would have it, we met up with them at the bar next door. PBR pitchers were up to $7. The first was on us. I got a pretty hammered, but I didn't really drink that much. I'm blaming the elevation. Tanya was driving, so I didn't really mind. We esatablished that early on. 

The second prospective house was a tiny one bedroom on the edge of a park. Estimated sq. footage - 500. No thanks. Rent more than Griff's too. 

The third house was the most promising yet. It was a single guy in his mid 30s. He had long blonde hair, wore a ball cap and lived just outside of town in a 3 bedroom. The kitchen was nice, and the place was roomy. Best of all there were no town lights, there was a gravel mine field to explore and we could see the mountains from our driveway. It was also the cheapest place we'd been yet.

DJ was cool, if a bit slow or something. Seemed like he'd had a rough life but still had a good heart. He reminded me a little of my friend Josh if a bit more put together or wiser. We didn't really hang out and went back to our high class private apartment for the night. We slept in our king bed with silk sheets as we mulled over the most recent plethora of choices.

For almost a week we had no leads, and in three days we had three good ones with a fourth tomorrow afternoon. Oddly enough the memory foam pillow top on our plush king mattress didn't treat either of our backs well. I kept rolling over on her all night, and we woke up creaky.

We met up with Jess and Austin for a trip to the Rocky Mountian National Park (which was free because of our pass). See driving into snow for details and stayed longer than we'd planned. We called the next prospective house and told them we would be a little late. It was an awesome trip, and we will have to return.


Prospective home 4 was quite the package.

A married couple rented out three other bedrooms in their house with a fourth apartment with a separate entrance somewhere on the property. There could be up to 7 people living at the same address at any one time. There were two dogs, a cat, one bathroom and one kitchen.  We would be living community style :). With a $400 rent, that would be worth it in some ways.

The wife, who was kind of crazy greeted us. Super friendly and excited, she showed us our potential room, which had a lot of promise. Good space and light, with a nice closet. We walked around and talked. I started asking about bills etc. She said we might have to pay $100 ea. for utilities and the rent was $500 for couples. Yikes... that's would be like a $500 energy bill, which is absurd.

We walked back into the living room, and she told us about this hash oil vaporizer she just bought at the dispensary (which requires a red card. While telling us about this, she pulled out a long cigar shaped black metal tube out and began inhaling  A small red light lit up on its tip, and out she blew a smoky cloud of air/hash vapor. It's like the e-cigarette for weed. I didn't smell a thing. Then she told us about what drugs were and weren't allowed in the house. That was a little strange, but whatever. To each their own.

We told her we would also let her know on Monday and stepped away from whatever craziness would be happening at that house. Never mind our room was nice and the house  biggish, never mind the wife seemed cool, if a little crazy, and never mind that we would be surrounded by people and animals at all times, there was no way the queen of kitchen affairs could share her domain and have so little space of her own. Back to the peace, quite and sanity of the rural mountain air please. It was close to downtown though, and we would instantly be plugged into a lot of what was going on. We could always just lock ourselves away in our room for some peace and quiet. Being close enough to bike to things is a big plus, and it would have certainly been a better situation than Griff's. 

In our luxury apartment for one more night we had it narrowed down to 2. Close to town with potential craziness, a nice room, and lots of dog poop, or mountain air, close not not much, and an old metalhead hippy for a roommate. We deliberated, going back and forth a little. Tanya was surprised when I said I was leaning towards rural. 

It was all coming together. If we chose Dj and our sort of mountain home we would only be 3-5 miles from town, and we could move in as soon as we liked. We could have a home tomorrow, She said she was actually leaning that way. I want to write. There are horses and plant nurseries close. The stars will surely be beautiful at night.

We had already planned to go over there again that night. A few hours later Simon was on his only second date. Jazz, DJ's grandma lab mutt apparently loves cats, and they both got on great from the start. She's a sweetheart, which had to say good things about her owner. DJ had a lady friend, Dixie, over. We all chilled, had a beer and at some point the question popped up. "So when can yall move in?" DJ asked.

"How soon can we?" Tanya grinned at me.
DJ looked around, thinking. "Tomorrow, if you want."
I jumped in. "Yea? That sounds pretty good. You want to baby? 
She shook her head yes, and a few minutes later pulled me into what could very soon be our future room. "So you wanna do this?" I shook my head yes.
"You wanna do this?" Her grin came back. We found our home.

As of writing today is tomorrow, and we have just moved in. The local grocery had sirloin and ground sausage on sale for $1.00 /lb. I got 6 steaks and a pound of ground meat for $4. Hells yea! We cooked an awesome dinner of sausage rice and veggies and ate wonderfully happy on our floor. Were going to be eating steak baby! With more time DJ is definitely cool. I'm sure we'll all get on well as roomies. 

The best part is still yet to come, maybe. The other half of the duplex has like an extra 1,000 sq. ft and a second story for only $100 extra in rent. We might be able to move in, but it's still too soon to tell. Don't count no chickens fore they hatch, so stay tuned for a possible awesome update. Thank you universe! It was  harder than I thought, but we finally found a place. It's wonderful not to be homeless and moving anymore. 
Peace world

-Seth

Monday, November 26, 2012

Luxery Apartment

How we came to stay our last two nights in style

Couchsurfing (CS) is an awesome website, idea and culture of traveling. I highly recommend it to any who travel for pleasure often and without children or pets (it gets a little rough with those). When we first arrived in Fort Collins we couches a plenty, but as the first week was coming to a close choices were rapidly thinning. Becky, our next supposed host, was unreachable, and none of the other multiple offers were panning out. We did get offered a warehouse with no heat as an option, but Tanya wasn't so excited about that.

In our original search for couches I sent a message out to the CS community at large. For the first time ever, someone whom I didn't contact e-mailed us and offered a couch based on my citywide post. Betty, we shall call her, said we were more than welcome to stay at her place anytime we were in a pinch. There was only one caviot. We shouldn't both be there at the same time because her place was too small, and we would all be super cramped. She said we should call her in a pinch.

Surfing with God's Girls for a few was slightly uncomfortable for whatever reason, and we both felt the itch to find a new couch. Passing on the warehouse, I tried to call Patrick, who we met in person at a coffee shop, but he too was unreachable. We could have always gone back with Jess and Austin, but I didn't want to impose. I decided to give 'Betty' a call.

She was off snowboarding in New York somewhere, I believe. She said it was no problem and her friend could unlock the door for us no problem. She was going over to feed the snake anyway. Sight unseen, this gal was opening her home to us. Wow. In one of her texts she said 'don't steal anything'. Well I was going to, but since you asked nicely I guess I won't... hehe

We got to her place, not really knowing what to expect. What we got was about as far down on the list as a mansion. The first thing that grabbed me was the two bad ass Trek mounting bike. Easily a grand a piece. The TV was replaced with a huge Mac computer. Two and a half Gs, no prob. Her bed was a memory foam king with silk sheets, and the traditional couch space had been replaced by some crazy and super comfy lounging chair. This chick had money!

Don't steal anything. We could make out like bandits. Of course we didn't, but the trust offered us was amazing. We took photos to make sure everything was left as it was before we got there. Oddly enough, the bed hurt both of our backs, so we ended up sleeping on the floor the second night. I took out the trash, and she even had scented trash bags... must be nice. 

We ended up sleeping there two nights with a key to come and go as we pleased. Dogs aren't allowed in her apartment, but she was cool with it. We took Beau out during the day so he wouldn't bark and Simon got to sleep in the truck so he wouldn't terrorize the place while we slept.

We have yet to meet this chick, but it will have to happen soon. We're going to try and cook some dinner for her. Much cheaper than taking her out. We're poor. With no jobs to speak of yet, disposable income isn't too high for the moment. 

In any case, Thanks Betty! What started out so stressful and tiring ended wonderfully because of your generosity. Oh yea, she also drives a jeep, rides horses, and is apparently a 4x4 enthusiast. What a gal :)

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

God's Girls

Wonderful hosts

Plesant and welcoming
Warm in a way different from us
The bathroom wall cross collection
 - Quite cool -

Awkward and comfortable
Two gals and one dog
Yet by the end,
It was time to go.

Upon a high note did we depart
Until our paths once again cross
As with each of our hosts so far
I count them among friends.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Hello Blog-o-sphere

Fort Collins

We arrived in our home city to be but a week ago, and somehow I expected to be well into the job hunt -post housing. We haven't even started. The lack of a place to live has taken over our brains, or mine at least. We want to work close to where we live, and we want to live near Old Town, which is Fort Collins downtown, on the cheap. We're super poor, you know. No one is renting though.  It's the wrong time of year. Bahahrrgrhrgh. That was a noise of frustration in case you were wondering... :)

Really though, aside from my expectations and what naturally follows when life has different plans, Fort Collins has treated us well. We've slept under a roof and in the company of friends from day one, and there appear to be plenty of more willing hosts on the horizon if our immediate future doesn't involve housing. 

The Tent Room
Jess and Austin were the first to open their home to us, and they were completely awesome. A half case of Killians and red wine were our welcome for sleeping in their awesome indoor tent room. Doesn't get much better. On day one we all went hiking in the sorta snowy weather, which Tanya squealed in excitement about a few times. 
Can you see me?




The days are running somewhat together now. Providence: Unknowingly and accidentally moving to the first state to legalize weed two days after the law was passed (it's still illegal federally, btw). Sounds about right. I can't say that it would be good for everyone to smoke, but I can say that it's a whole lot less harmful than drinking. It's legal to kill people (in war) to get drunk, to pop pills (as prescribed) but till now, getting high wasn't... I'm glad someone figured out this was a ridiculous state of things and changed it. Kudos Colorado! Technically Washington was right there with them, but I still like to think CO was first. Once their prison pop goes down, drug enforcement becomes cheaper and tax revenue goes through the roof, 
I have a feeling more liberal states will follow.






In other news, it's cold. Tanya has been pretty well prepared, but it's still somewhat of a shock to the system. Biking is the most interesting of events, covered with layers and layers, plus one hairy leg exposed to keep from ripping holes in my pants. 




Posthumous road trip blogs to come. Keep those eyes peeled!

Peace world
Seth



In the meantime...

Tanya rocking her new coat