Sheep Guarding Llama

I got up this morning and logged into the office, even though it is Martin Luther King, Jr. day, and did a bit of work before getting to, more or less, take the day off. Dad came over and we did breakfast at the Omega like always. In many ways the Omega is more my home in Geneseo than my house in Geneseo is. Maybe I won’t end up missing my home in Geneseo as long as I visit the Omega often enough. It will continue to feel as if I have never left.

We had an ice storm last night and everything is coated in an even layer of ice that indicates that it was deposited by fog and not by rain. But then everything as the telltale drips that are caused by rain so we can determine that it was foggy and then it rained. There are few things as beautiful as the world after an ice storm. As long as you have no need to go out into the icy world this is about as good as it gets.

A lot of people in the region are without power today as ice storms tend to bring down trees and power lines (God’s way of telling the power company that he didn’t design the world to look nice with power lines up in the air everywhere.) In Geneseo I lost power for just a minute this morning. This was the first time that I have lost power while sleeping in over two years! I know this because this was the first time that the power went off while I was using my CPAP. Let me tell you, that is quite the surprising way to wake up. One moment you have an air compressor forcing air into you and keeping your throat inflated and the next minute you have the equivalent of some invisible foe pinching your nose shut while you sleep.

After breakfast dad returned home and I went back to packing. I managed to get a fair amount done today and I don’t feel too bad about the progress that we made this weekend. We didn’t make as much as we had been hoping but we still have a lot of time left and we have reduced the total volume of stuff to be moved considerably. I talked to Nate this afternoon and he is going to take a number of the old instruments like my marching trombone and three of my guitars.  That is a bunch of space that I won’t have to worry about now.

I didn’t have as much packing time today as I would have liked as I have to pack the car for the return journey to Newark and get on the road before the going gets tough.  (Therefore, I must get going – see the poetic logic of the situation?)  I loaded the second DL380 G2 into the car (one less thing to deal with in Geneseo – one less BIG thing) and a plastic storage bin full of books, mail and miscellany that is returning to Newark with me, my clothing bag, CPAP, laptop bag and, at the very last minute, a laser printer (HP LaserJet 6L) to deliver to Johnson City.

Right at the last minute I got stuck and wasn’t able to leave the house when I wanted to because of support issues in Sao Paulo.  (Sao Paulo is, of course, the Portuguese equivalent of Minnesota’s Saint Paul.)  Some interesting facts about Sao Paulo are: it is the second largest metro area in the world after Tokyo (using the common system of disregarding the New York City Megaplex), it is one of the largest Italian cities in the world with five million Italians living in the city while having only three million Portuguese and two million Spaniards.  It has the largest number of US or German companies headquartered outside of their respective homelands.  It is the largest Lebanese population in the world outside of Lebanon.  It is the largest Japanese population in the world outside of Japan.  A very dynamic place indeed.

I got out of town just in time to avoid the ice again.  It was above freezing this afternoon and the roads weren’t too bad but it was getting cold again and the roads would be treacherous if I stayed around for very long.  I got down to Dansville and grabbed some McDonald’s to eat on the road.

While driving I finished listening to Garrison Keillor’s “WLT: A Radio Romance” that he wrote in 1992. It was pretty good and is definitely one of the books that mark Garrison’s attempt to change the style in which he writes.  This was a book that showed him transitioning to the new Garrison who wrote “Lake Wobegon Summer 1956” nine years later or “Lake Wobegon Boy” in 1998.  After finished Garrison’s book about life in Minnesota during the waning days of radio I began listening to “In the Wake of Madness” the story of the Whaling Ship Sharon that set sail from New England in 1841 and went on to become one of the most important news events upon her return with her captain murdered and much of her crew escaped onto Ascension Island.  For years the events surrounding the mutiny were covered up but with recent uncovering of journals and news reports the story has been put back together for the contemporary audience.

The trip went quickly.  I stopped in Johnson City and left there at nine.  It took just under two and a half hours to go from Johnson City, NY to Newark, NJ.  Not bad time at all.  I got in before half past eleven and was in bed just a little after midnight.  Oreo was very glad to be home and he really missed his mommy.

The alarm went off at six this morning and boy was I tired. It took me a minute before I could figure out why I had an alarm clock going off so early in the morning in Geneseo. I was up quickly and almost immediately out the door and into the car. It was very cold out and the car was covered in ice so I had to sit for a little while to let it warm up.

I drove up to the city and was ahead of Eric so I swung over to Andy’s apartment and picked him up no the way to the hospital. That saved some time. We all got there at about the same time. The roads were pretty bad this morning with black ice. The bridges on US 390 were all frozen and made the driving pretty treacherous. There were a lot of accidents early in the morning out on the highway.

Eric worked with Andy and I until a quarter after nine when he had to leave to get to church. Andy and I stayed at the hospital for another hour or so working on getting the new system up and running. For the most part things went well but everything is not complete at this point and there isn’t much chance of getting things actually running until mid-week at the earliest.

After we gave up at the hospital Andy and I went over to Jay’s Diner and got some breakfast.  Well, Andy got some breakfast and I got some coffee as I was still full from the big dinner last night.

I got home just in time to shower and get ready to go out to lunch with my family.  Dad, Aunt Sharon and Uncle Leo, Dominica and I all went out to the Omega for lunch at half past twelve.  Dominica wanted to get out of town before the weather got too bad so she left early from lunch and headed straight out.

After lunch I went home and continued packing.  There is so much packing to be done!  This afternoon I finished going through the books.  The final count from just the books that are still in the house is approximately 190 books are being thrown out.  One hundred and ninety technical books.  It is a very rare person to ever own so many books dedicated to technical education.  Andy has one of the largest libraries of anyone that I have ever known and he owns only about eighty books.

After the books were finally sorted and catalogued it was time to start working on the rest of the basement.  Most of the basement work involved sorting and deciding what to keep and what to throw away or donate or whatever.  The actual packing and moving is only so hard.  I am attempting to make THIS time moving the time when I really start thinning everything out significantly.  But then again, I say that every time, don’t I?

Dad was planning on coming over for dinner but the weather turned kind of nasty after lunch and we decided that it would be smartest to just wait until breakfast rather than attempting bad weather travel just for food.  Dominica made it out before the weather got to bad and managed to stay ahead of it.  She actually made quite good time and was down in Newark before seven o’clock.

I worked until one in the morning or so on the basement.  I went through years worth of paperwork and disposed of almost everything.  Giant garbage bags of papers filled to capacity were dragged from the basement tonight. If I can keep on the roll that I am currently on moving next time won’t be nearly so bad and dad won’t have so much stuff to store.  But that is probably a long shot.  I also went through some boxes of “memories” that I keep and reduced the stuff in there.  Posterity doesn’t need to be able to piece together every single event of my life.  It is really tough parting with stuff though.  As I go through all of this old stuff it definitely makes me realize how old I am.

No matter how hard we try to keep our weekends clear so that we can get stuff done around the house there is no end to the “other” stuff that needs to be done as well.

We slept in a little this morning and then dad came over so that he and I could do some banking at the bank that he uses here in Geneseo.  We went over before ten thinking that it would only take a minute and it actually ended up taking over an hour and a half.  It was almost noon by the time we got back to the house in Geneseo and just as we were about to leave the bank I got paged from the office.

So we got to the house and I had to spend about an hour working before we could get lunch.  Right after we arrived at the house Dominica’s parents arrived with her brother’s Ford F150 pickup truck so that they could get mom’s old armoir to take back to Frankfort with them.  They disassembled the armoir while I worked and as soon as everyone was set at the office we went over to the Omega to all get lunch together.

After lunch we loaded the armoir into the truck.  That took about an hour or so to get it all to fit and then to get it all strapped down.  Both dad and Dominica’s parents took off at about the same time and Min and I settled in for a few hours of packing.

I am still mostly just working on getting the books sorted.  I think that I am doing pretty well at picking out books to dispose of rather than to store indefinitely.  It is a real challenge for me but I am improving.

At six this evening the Foxs – Craig and Vaneri (I hope that I am spelling her name right) came by.  We haven’t been able to visit with them in well over a year.  Maybe almost two years if that is possible.  The last time that we were all together they hadn’t had their baby, Michael “Z” Fox, yet and he is now fourteen months old.  I don’t think that Vaneri was very pregnant the last time that we all got together either.  I should really look through SGL and figure out when it was.

We hung around the house for an hour or so before we all went down to the Big Tree Inn on Main Street for dinner.  The place was actually completely packed and we had to wait a while for a table.  We ended up going for a five course meal and all ate ourselves sick.  But the food was excellent and we discovered that we really love their 2004 Valkenburg Gewürztraminer.

We didn’t realize it but we stayed at the restaurant for three and a half hours and were the last ones to go.  The Foxs visited at the house for another half an hour or so and then they headed for home.  We would have hung out longer but I have to be up at six in the morning so that I can meet Andy and Eric at the UofR at seven!  What a way to start a Sunday.

Dominica and I slept in until around nine thirty. It seems that every time that we are home in Geneseo I get an allergy attack or something similar and it makes it nearly impossible to sleep through the night.

Dad came over and we did breakfast at the Omega as usual. We have our routine down now pretty well. After breakfast we dropped Dominica off at the house so that she could work on packing and dad and I drove up to the city to do some banking and to give me a chance to drop off some paperwork with my attorney.

I got back to Geneseo and Dominica and I spent the afternoon doing as much packing as we could fit in. Most of Dominica’s day was spent sorting through her stuff that was in the basement storage area and I spent most of the day bringing books upstairs and logging them into a spreadsheet so that we can keep track of them. By the time that I was done today I was up to almost sixty technology books that I will either be throwing away or giving away or something. Sixty! That is dramatically more books than most people will ever buy for their profession and this is just the first day of throwing stuff out that isn’t relevant anymore. This is a lot of books that we are dealing with here.

While Dominica was going through old books she found a piece of paper in one of my mother’s fondue cook books with a shopping list written on it. When Min looked at the paper more closely she saw that it was one of my parents’ old Christmas letters that they would send out every year. We read it a little to see what year that it was from. It turned out to actually be the letter that they wrote in 1976! And of all of the things that dad has kept records of over the years he does not have a copy of this letter that he is aware of. This is quite the weekend for finding things in books.

We went over to dad’s around five thirty and got pizza from Davis’ Farm Market in Pavilion. We ate and spent the evening sitting around the living room fire place. I did take some time to attempt to get dad’s VoIP phone working. His is having the same issue that mine is (it appears to totally freeze once it fires up) and we are pretty sure that our GrandStream BudgeTone 100 models that are white are all having this issue while all of the black ones are not. Weird, I know. There was one black phone at the house and we hooked it up and got it working great immediately. That is four lines working without an issue. I think that the white phones are toast. At least we don’t have many of them.

We left dad’s house and ran over to Geneseo to meet up with Carrie Russo (the artist formerly known as Carrie Hooper from York Central School class of 1996) and Laura Farwell (York Central School class of 1999) at Denny’s. I haven’t seen Carrie since her Junior Prom (I was her date) in 1995! We hung out at Denny’s for two hours or so and caught up a bit. Carrie has been living in Connecticut until just recently and is now back in York. While we were there Joe Howlett and his girlfriend came in to Denny’s and we got a chance to meet her and to visit with them for just a little bit. Joe is done teacher at Greece Odyssey on January 26th – just ten more days of classes – when he will be beginning a leave of absence.

Dominica and I got home a little before midnight and continued doing a little work around the house before heading off to bed on the late side.

Today begins the process of leaving Geneseo.

I got up around half past eight and got right to work. I am in Geneseo this morning and am taking a “work from home” day so that I can get five full days up here at the house. I had some actual work to do first thing this morning so I worked for about an hour before showering and getting ready for the day. Since I had so much work early this morning dad and I ended up getting together more for an early lunch rather than a breakfast.

Dad picked me up just before eleven. We made it almost to the Omega when I got an email of more work to do so we turned around and ran back to the house so that I could wrap that up and just call it a lunch. It didn’t take long so it was just after noon when we finally made it to lunch.

While working from home today I took the opportunity to begin catalogueing all of my technical books that are not all ready packed. I was using Google’s online spreadsheet program to do this but quickly discovered that for doing anything that goes over one hundred rows that Google’s online tool is capable but not at all efficient so I downloaded the work that I had all ready completed and switched over to working with OpenOffice instead. That was a lot easier.

Dominica decided that she and Oreo are going to leave Newark tonight and will travel up to Geneseo to be with me. She had thought about waiting until tomorrow morning to come up so that she could travel in the daylight but it would meaning losing quite a bit of time with an extra commute and spending all of tonight down in Newark. This way she will get almost three full days in Geneseo. She took Friday off from work so that she could come up and pack. It seemed to be the most efficient use of our time. I am glad that they are coming up tonight. It is lonely packing up the house all by myself.

After work dad came back over to Geneseo and we went over to the Shanghai for the dinner buffet. Dad came over after dinner and hung out for an hour or two. Andy called and we worked for about forty-five minutes and Dominica called to say that she was just passing through Clark’s Summit, Pennsylvania where we like to stop to get Waffle House just to the north of Scranton.

While I was working on moving the basement to the upstairs this evening I moved the guitars and it occurred to me that I have never so much as taken any of the guitars out of their cases since we moved to Geneseo! To be honest I have been very afraid of opening my classical guitar’s case as the last time I did in 2001 it turned out to have broken – the neck having separated from the body. At that point I had only not played it from February of 2000 (when I stopped playing professionally for Wegmans) until May of 2001 (when I took it out again to practice so that I could play at Craig and Emily’s wedding.) After their wedding I had the guitar repaired in Ithaca but never played it again. So it has been sitting since June, 2001 until now without ever having left its case! Dominica has never even seen it let alone heard me play it. She has never seen any of my guitars which is really strange to think of as I spent such a huge portion of my life playing guitar.

Dominica and Oreo arrived around half past eleven.  They made very good time coming from Nutely.

We decided that it is time to start throwing out some of the books in my library that are no longer relevant to anything.  Mostly this will be exam question and answer books to exams that no longer are offered and product manuals to completely antiquated products that just don’t matter.  I plan to err on the side of conservatism when it comes to the books.  I definitely don’t want to throw out a book that I spent a lot of money on just to find out that it would have been useful sometime down the road whether as a technical resource or for historic or nostalgic purposes.

While choosing books to throw out Dominica just haphazardly flipped through one of the books.  Just one.  Just at random.  Both of us saw it.  Just a tiny flash for a second.  We looked at each other and looked back in the book.  There it was – after seven years or so there was my original birth certificate!  It was lost on a trip to Toronto one time when this book and the birth certificate were kept in Josh’s gym bag.  We thought that it was gone forever.  I had no idea that it was still around anywhere.  So now I have it again.  It doesn’t do me any good as the City of Rochester didn’t emboss the certificates back when I was born so my new one is the only “official” one anyway but still, it is nice to have the paper that has been with me since I was born.

Deciding what books to throw out is going to be tough.  I have never been one for getting rid of things and books especially are resources to be treasured and kept and protected.  It would never have occurred to me to throw books out before but I really do have large numbers of completely useless books now.  They were mostly good at the time but now they really are pointless.  I can’t even donate them to libraries as it would just be an expense for them to keep worthless old technology books on the shelves.  What they need are modern books.  Or to just stop being libraries and let people read stuff online.  But what they definitely don’t need are books that even I am not willing to store anymore.  I probably won’t throw out more than two dozen books but at least it is a start.  I have also cut back on my magazines that I keep and I am storing only a small fraction compared to what I used to keep.  Mostly Baseline and Windows IT Pro and TechNet and Linux Journel.  I used to keep tons of stuff but that just got silly.

I am also thinking of selling off one of my guitars.  Or maybe two.  I can’t bring myself to part with some of them but there are one or two – the electric and possibly the twelve string acoustic – that I should be storing and moving from place to place.  My classical will be with me forever, of course.  And my bass is quite nice and I wouldn’t want to part with that.  And my original acoustic I will hold on to for some time yet as it was the instrument that I learned on.  Instruments are, I think, very tough to part with as you spend so much time with them.  They become an extension of you and a real piece of your life.  But I am not a guitarist and if I was to be one now I would use different tools than I did when I was young and only the classical guitar is really something that I really need to keep.  Maybe I will be able to bring myself to part with a few more of the guitars.  We will have to see.  It is so easy to become attached to stuff.  Just knowing that I still have it makes me feel better sometimes.  A little connection to the past.  But as we see how much stuff we have to store our perspective is forced to change.  And it isn’t like if I were to have children that they would want to use my old guitars or read my ancient books.  They will need new things.  If I keep my old acoustic guitar from the ’80s it will be just for me to take out of its case once a decade, blow off the dust and remember my childhood.  But it won’t be to play.  I hope to play the classical again.  I can see that happening quite easily.  But not the others.  That time has passed.  Now they are just memories.  Memories and storage space.

Dominica and I went to bed around half past midnight.  Oreo beat us to bed after having run around the house like a maniac.  He is always so excited whenever he arrives in Geneseo.  He really loves the wall to wall carpeting and just goes crazy.