Month: January 2012

Bye Bye Powerball

Early on after we moved south, Retirement Plan B has been trying to win millions in a lottery drawing. At first we had to drive all the way to Georgia to buy our $1 Mega Millions ticket. Because we were over there at least once a month with the Bike Club and/or Miata Club we would buy a ticket for the next 4 weekly drawings.

Somewhere along the line they increased the number of drawings to twice a week, doubling our monthly expense to eight bucks. Then in 2002 South Carolina started selling tickets to the other multi-state lottery Powerball.
it was also a twice a week drawing meaning we were doubling our “investment” again.

Then two years ago we started saving gas because SC started selling tickets to both of the multi-state games and we could get them both on our weekly shopping trips. We would get a fresh Andrew Jackson as cash back at the check out and step over to the Service Desk and buy 5 weeks worth of plays in both lotteries.

Through all this time of buying tickets we never had a payout that amounted in the two figures. That’s right, we probably had about a dozen winning tickets of either 3 regular ball numbers or 1 regular number and the money ball, netting us about $100 total return.

This last time we went to get our group of tickets we were told that we couldn’t go past 3 weeks on the Powerball draws. Later we found out why, they were changing the game to make it easier to win. The total number of money balls were being reduced from 39, all the way down to 35, thereby reducing the odds of winning from 1 in 195 million to 1 in 175 million. But the buy in was increased to $2 of a draw.

We have decided that that was the straw that broke Brian’s wallet and have opted to just start buying just the MegaMillions tickets.

Started down, went up, still up.
Miata Top Tran?si?tions since 10/24/08: 1099

Fledgling Snowbird

Dad was an only child and Mom had one sister, so the sum total of my first cousins is quite small. The woman on the right in the photo above represents exactly one half of them, meet Cousin Louise, fledgling snowbird.

When we received her annual Christmas letter this year she mentioned that she was tired of the winters in Maine, so she was going to rent a house in Florida from a friend for the months of January, February and March. She had gotten her nurse’s license for FLA and planned on finding some work to keep her kind of busy and recoup some of her rent money. Turns out the town she was renting in was a mere 15 miles from where Donna’s sister Sandy lives, so we told her we were going down in February to visit Sandy and some of Donna and her cousins when they returned from a cruise* and we would stop in and visit. We also offered up a free night of room and board at Casa de Bogardus if her drive down brought her our way.

*Maybe we should check on those plans, as they may have decided on something different after the Costa Concordia thing.

And at the beginning Louise was going to pass right by here as she traveled from Virginia Beach to Atlanta visiting friends, but when we checked in with her the day before her scheduled arrival, she mentioned that she was getting anxious to get to her destination and was going to keep the car pointed south instead of jogging west our way. Seeing as she was going to have to pass right through South Carolina on the way. We plotted a likely point for her overnight stay on Friday and because we had that afternoon off we’d drive over and meet her for dinner.

Serendipitously, it turned out to be a town that we are intimately familiar with meeting cousins in. It is the same city where we usually meet Donna’s cousin Laurie at a Cracker Barrel in Florence, SC. So we made some reservations at a hotel that fit our one important criteria, be within walking distance of a restaurant that served wine. We each agreed to ask at the front desk to see if the other had checked in yet so we could get together.

Donna and I took our time on the way east on I-20 doing a few a few park & grab geocaches. When we got to the hotel I told Donna we would first circle the lot looking for a car with Maine plates before checking in. We didn’t get very far, there was a red Toyota Prius under the entrance awning. We did some catching up, then a lot more family stories over dinner. There was a bit more chatting at breakfast on Saturday in the hotel before Louise continued flying south for the winter and we geocached home vowing to meet again in February.

Demise of the Tin Man

We dined at our favorite breakfast joint (DD) this morning and when we were done eating, instead of driving through town like normal, we took the bypass. This took us right by the location of one of our geocaches, Tin Man.

He wasn’t there! Dorothy, he and the Scarecrow must have continued on their way to the Emerald City.

The building he stood in front of has been empty for a few months now, but it has housed several businesses in its lifespan, most recently a Cowboy Church. All I can think of is that the owner may be trying to find a new tenant or even sell it, so the “eyesore” that was a muffler man had to go.

Hard Drive Suicide

With the new PC in hand and all my files transfered over to it, it was time to wipe the hard drive so I can pass it along to a co-worker.* I use a program called KillDisk to over writes everything on a drive with zeros, then re-install the operating system, so that the next person starts with a clean slate.

*I was going to donate it to Goodwill, but found someone here at work who is starting a Tax Prep business and needed to keep that stuff separate from the household PC.

I made a bootable USB drive to erase the hard drives, but for some reason the PC wouldn’t start up using it. So I installed the Windows version and it wiped the secondary hard drive and it wiped the second partition on the main drive, but would not commit suicide by wiping the drive it was installed on. Not unexpected, the computer was just obeying the 3rd Law of Robotics: A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

I ended up burning a CD to kill the main drive.

Yo te Mostrar? el M

We rode the tandem to work today and had the afternoon off, so as I gathered up Donna to go change for the ride home, I overheard Trina, another planner in the cubicle behind her, say to Ian, “You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

Now, taken out of context in an office environment, you just might wonder what was going on there…

Fridays at ASCO for lunch we get Mexican brought in. We don’t have a cafeteria, but the sister of a woman who works on a Assembly line fixes the food for delivery to the Valve Store(R). It started small, just the folks that work on her line, but once word got out how good the food is, especially the green chile sauce, it has branched out to all around the plant.

Us office types give our order to Ian, one of the Assembly Engineers, who gathers the money and gives the order sheet to the woman. I was kind of bummed that I missed out on the Mexican this week as one of the offerings was a burrito with white rice and the green chile sauce on the side and this is my favorite. Apparently Trina is fond of the sauce as well, because her container was not full to the top. She was complaining to Ian about the quantity of it and he must have been dismissive of her concern. So that is why she said, “You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

11,000 Episodes

100 episodes is the usual limit that once a TV show passes, it becomes eligible for syndication, and apparently, The Big Bang Theory has recently crossed that threshold, because it is on all over the place.

Being a minor geek, I of course had heard about the show, but never watched it. Until now.

BBT has now replaced Two and a Half Men as our 7 to 8 PM must see TV as it airs then on the local CBS affiliate. It is also on TBS, where if desired you can waste all of Tuesday night away watching back to back episodes for 3 solid hours.

The Purple Whale crossed the eleven thousand mile threshold on Sunday.

Goodbye Red Envelope, Hello Redbox

Our Netflix account has been on hold for a while…and we have not missed it at all. We were certainly not getting our moneys worth from the $8.55 a month we were paying them because we barely watched a movie a week.

🙂 BTR & D2! found [Unknown Cache] Right of Way QR
We walked over from Right of Way Medical after we couldn’t find it first off. We just followed the RoW and it led us on a looping path to near GZ, but it didn’t seem *too* long because we took turns kicking a half dead exercise ball that we stumbled on behind Hitchcock Rehab/Family Y.

We made the find rather quickly here. Thanks to the previous finders who left behind a buck and some change, which we took, and who left behind a band aid, which we didn’t take, but will certainly be useful to someone in the future with all the thorns surrounding the hide. TFTH

A few weeks ago I opened up an account on Redbox thinking that, that might be an option. At a buck (actually $1.30) a night, the price is right, about 5 bucks for those same 4 rentals a month. But that buck a night counts for every night you keep it, so there is a big incentive to watch it now, instead of leaving it on the coffee table while we wait for a good time. There is one right in the entry at our favorite store, so it is convenient. But we have yet to try it.

🙂 BTR & D2! found [Traditional Cache] Right of Way Medical
After finding Right of Way QR we came back for another try on this one. I made the find, but truth be told, I got lucky. We left a small necklace and took a quarter. With that 25 cents and the buck we got at RoW QR we had now completely paid for the Crazy Stupid Love DVD we rented just a little while earlier this morning at the Redbox in front of Walgreens…TFTC

Until now.