Wherever you are.

Thank you for your short lifetime of memories…and the memories you made possible by having been here.
This question is, I suppose, pretty much limited to non-teachers and non-retired people: How do you allocate your vacation time?
What I mean is this: suppose you get, say, three weeks of vacation time a year. Do you take three entire weeks off? Or do you scatter the days off throughout the year by taking a three-day weekend here, a four-day weekend there, and so on?
I do the latter. I will take a full week off if we actually have a trip planned that requires it, but otherwise, I prefer to just take four-day, five-day, or even the occasional six-day weekend. I’ll take Friday and Monday off, or Thursday-Friday-Monday, or if I’m feeling extravagant, I’ll throw in the Tuesday as well. Now, taking the entire week off means getting nine days off from work in a row, as opposed to the four, five, or six I get doing it my way, but here’s the thing: I always find it hard to return to a full work week after taking an entire week off. By the time I get to Thursday morning in that first week back, I’m inhaling fumes. I don’t know what it is, but bracketing a bit of time off with a pair of shortened work weeks really appeals to me, so that’s the way I almost always use my vacation time. (Plus, this way allows me to get a bit of time off more often. I’m not just scheduling my entire weeks off and being done with it.)
This question also assumes that you’re allowed to scatter your vacation time thusly. I did work for one company that required that all vacation time be used in full-week chunks, so you had to do the nine-day-off thing.
What say you, folks?
(Yes, this question arises from my having just been on a four-day vacation weekend. And it was awesome.)
Some random notes from this year’s iteration of the Erie County Fair:
:: One regret that was in my control: No ride on the Big Wheel. It was such a gorgeous night…shoulda done that.
:: One regret that was out of my control: Apparently the Fair has done away with the daily parade? I hate this decision. We loved that parade and we hope it comes back. What the hell, Erie County Fair!
:: Another regret out of our AND the Fair’s control: Due to avian flu, no birds were on display at all. So no cool-looking chickens from local farms. Bummer!
:: I read people complain about prices on rides (well, duh) and food. The food one catches me by surprise. Granted, it’s more expensive depending on how many people you have along, but I think we spent around $50 to $60 on food, all day, for the three of us. If you’re spending a lot more than that for a small group, are you eating all the things? Or buying your own drinks? Bring in a cooler with stuff in it! They let you do this! The only drinks we bought were a couple of birch beer refills.
:: There’s an outpost of the local Antique Mall at the Fair every year. I don’t usually buy stuff there…but this time, I did. Did I ever.
:: More importantly, I kept The Wife properly adorned. Check out this bracelet!


(Sorry about the size differential there…I hadn’t got ’round to uploading the lower six photos to Flickr yet, as of this writing.)
:: Most importantly, though? A dream came true this year! Our day at the Fair was cool enough that I was finally, at long last, able to attend whilst rocking overalls. Granted, it was my Carhartt white painters’ pair, which is made of lighter fabric and therefore cooler, but still: Overalls at the Fair. One more item off the Bucket List!
It’s the little things, folks! But if there’s an event that cries out for overalls more than the Erie County Fair, I’ve not found it.
See you next year, Fair! (And bring the Daily Parade back!)
I’ve posted a brief excerpt from The Wisdomfold Path on the Official Site! Go check it out!
Go!
Do it!
Do it NOW!!
Here are some items of possible interest!
:: There apparently exists a Ned Flanders-themed heavy metal band called Okilly-Dokilly. I am not making this up.
:: Saying goodbye to a secret bookstore. I wish there was a secret bookstore like this in Buffalo…but…what if there is, and I just don’t know about it….
:: The power of walking a million steps. An article by a man who walked the famed El Camino de Santiago in Spain…but it’s also about, well, just walking. I love walking. I don’t need running for that nice Zen thing; I get it walking and hiking just fine, thank you very much. Walking is an important part of my life.
:: And just in case you’re wondering: At the Hugo Awards, the Sad Puppies got the equivalent of being smacked on the nose with a newspaper for messing on the carpet. Of course, since attention of any sort was their goal, they’re declaring victory this morning. But really? Not so much. And of course, since people will be on the lookout for this kind of bullshit in the future and won’t be taken by surprise, their wad has been pretty much shot. Oh well.
All for now!
There’s a new book coming out about Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken”, by an author named David Orr. I look forward to reading this book — the poem is amazing, and deeply complex — but for now I’m remembering a work I performed while in the choir at the Bristol Hills Music Camp back in the late 1980s. Good times, those were!
Here’s “The Road Not Taken”, by American composer Randall Wallace.
One of my routine duties at work is surveying the roof. We have a large building, and the roof can present its own set of issues, plus there is HVAC equipment up there that is generally supposed to be behaving, and if that equipment does not behave, by the time we realize it down inside the building, things have gone awry.
So today I’m walking my rounds up there and I come across this guy:

This fellow, though, got a free pass from me. Spider’s gotta eat, right?
