Paradise ponders... Debbie's making her famous Amish beef stew today. That means I had “chopping duty”: cutting up the meat and (lots of!) veggies. It's gonna smell real good in the house pretty soon.
My mom is much on my mind today. She's having a slightly risky procedure (a heart biopsy) done this morning, and she's a million miles away in Virginia. My sister Holly is with her. It was supposed to start about 3 hours before the time I'm writing this, and I haven't heard any news...
We saw a female black-headed grosbeak on our feeders this morning (like the one at right, but that's not my photo). The males in their mating plumage (which would be right now) are beautiful medleys of black, orange, and yellow. This was a very common bird for us back in Jamul, but this is the first one we've seen on our place. I hope this means we have a nesting pair nearby!
I'm working on my office again today. Yesterday I finished hanging all the acoustic panels on my walls – that leaves just four flat panels to go on the ceiling. I'm going to lay out all the measurements today, but I can't actually hang them until the hardware comes in. That was supposed to be today, but the shipment was delayed by weather; now they won't be here until tomorrow. My little refrigerator should get here sometime today, and the blinds for my windows are coming in Fedex this morning. I have plenty to do :)
Monday, May 9, 2016
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... I'm working away at setting up my office today. As I write, I have 8 of 14 panels mounted. They look (and work) great! I'll get 10 done today, probably in just an hour or so – then I have to wait for hardware to arrive on Monday or Tuesday before I can mount the 4 ceiling panels.
Called my mom this morning, for Mother's Day. Even though she wasn't feeling well, it was still nice even just to say “Hi!” on Mother's Day. Debbie is kind of blue today, because she can't call her mom – between her failing hearing and her dementia, there would be no point. She and her mom used to talk almost every day...
Something I forgot to mention yesterday: the Hyrum Canal folks “started up” the canal. By “start up”, I mean that they started running water through it again. It's been dry since late last fall. All the irrigation systems that run from Porcupine Reservoir shut down for all the months where no irrigation is needed, to let the reservoir fill up again. Starting up the canal is more involved than one might think; it takes several weeks of hard work by a crew of 6 to 10 people. First a crew comes through clearing any visible debris from the canal bottom – fallen branches, trash thrown in by someone inconsiderate, dead animals, etc. Then they cut encroaching brush and branches, or even take out entire trees – whatever it takes to keep the canal clear. The resulting brush piles are burned. All that takes a couple of weeks. Then they start the water up, which causes more debris – and a surprising amount of it! – to float up and threaten to clog up under bridges, in culverts, or where the canal takes a sharp bend. A crew sloshes around in the rising water, using pitchforks to toss this floating debris up onto the shores, gather it into piles – to be burned the next week. This is the step completed yesterday, so now the canal running down the east side of our property is flowing. Shortly, when the rain stops, we'll see irrigation systems running up in Hyrum. I expect the Paradise Irrigation company water that we use to be pressurized sometime this coming week...
Called my mom this morning, for Mother's Day. Even though she wasn't feeling well, it was still nice even just to say “Hi!” on Mother's Day. Debbie is kind of blue today, because she can't call her mom – between her failing hearing and her dementia, there would be no point. She and her mom used to talk almost every day...
Something I forgot to mention yesterday: the Hyrum Canal folks “started up” the canal. By “start up”, I mean that they started running water through it again. It's been dry since late last fall. All the irrigation systems that run from Porcupine Reservoir shut down for all the months where no irrigation is needed, to let the reservoir fill up again. Starting up the canal is more involved than one might think; it takes several weeks of hard work by a crew of 6 to 10 people. First a crew comes through clearing any visible debris from the canal bottom – fallen branches, trash thrown in by someone inconsiderate, dead animals, etc. Then they cut encroaching brush and branches, or even take out entire trees – whatever it takes to keep the canal clear. The resulting brush piles are burned. All that takes a couple of weeks. Then they start the water up, which causes more debris – and a surprising amount of it! – to float up and threaten to clog up under bridges, in culverts, or where the canal takes a sharp bend. A crew sloshes around in the rising water, using pitchforks to toss this floating debris up onto the shores, gather it into piles – to be burned the next week. This is the step completed yesterday, so now the canal running down the east side of our property is flowing. Shortly, when the rain stops, we'll see irrigation systems running up in Hyrum. I expect the Paradise Irrigation company water that we use to be pressurized sometime this coming week...
Tornado in Colorado...
For some reason the default camera orientation is to the rear of the car, but the tornado is in front of it. That means you need to adjust the camera orientation (using the four arrows visible in the upper left hand corner of the screen once you run it) before you'll see anything at all. Once you get the camera looking forward, you'll see the funnel form, touch down, cross the road in front of them, and then pass by on their right. Very impressive, and these guys are totally nuts!
Question for anyone with tornado experience: the funnel, near the ground, is distinctly brown. Why is that? Is it just dirt and dust being thrown around? Or is their something else going on?
Saturday, May 7, 2016
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... So this morning I took a couple of dog photos (below). That's Miki the field spaniel on the left, and Race the smooth-coat border collie on the right. They were so happy to see us this morning! Running around the kitchen following us as we make our coffee and tea is exciting for them. Also, they're anticipating our morning ritual of using pieces of a banana as a training treat (they love bananas!). I make them spin, sit, lie down, and stay ... and pay them with chunks of banana.
After Abby S. left this morning, I spent a few hours installing some more acoustic panels in my new office. The series below shows what's involved. In the first photo, you see the aluminum Z-clips I installed on the back of a corner panel. Those Z-clips are a clever mounting device – they're quite strong for the vertical component of the load (roughly 100 pounds per Z-clip), and plenty strong enough (roughly 15 pounds per Z-clip) for the horizontal component of the load. The eight Z-clip pairs I used on these corner panels are gross overkill for a 40 lb. panel – those things aren't going anywhere :)
The next photo shows how I laid out and mounted the mating Z-clip halves on the wall. While it's important to get these reasonably close to the right place, the Z-clip design is reasonably forgiving for positioning errors – you can be off by about a half inch in any direction and it will still work just fine. It's harder than you might think, at least for the corner panels, as they aren't built precisely square.
The third photo just shows half a Z-clip pair, mounted on the wall. The mating Z-clip on the acoustic panel is pointing down and engages the up-pointing one on the wall. To hang the panel, I just lifted it up higher than where it belongs, and let it fall into the clips. The last photo shows the finished result for one corner.
Debbie and I are going to finish off this evening by watching a movie (at home!). Earlier we had a lupper at Angie's, which we expected to be peaceful and quiet at 2 pm. Instead it was absolute chaos, and crowded. Why? Our waitress told us it was this way every year for a few days, centered around the Utah State University (nearby in Logan) graduation time. We had no idea! The lupper was great, though: we had their very nice vegetable beef soup and a couple of “melts” – a patty melt on rye for me, and a southwestern chicken melt on sourdough for Debbie. Yum!
After Abby S. left this morning, I spent a few hours installing some more acoustic panels in my new office. The series below shows what's involved. In the first photo, you see the aluminum Z-clips I installed on the back of a corner panel. Those Z-clips are a clever mounting device – they're quite strong for the vertical component of the load (roughly 100 pounds per Z-clip), and plenty strong enough (roughly 15 pounds per Z-clip) for the horizontal component of the load. The eight Z-clip pairs I used on these corner panels are gross overkill for a 40 lb. panel – those things aren't going anywhere :)
The next photo shows how I laid out and mounted the mating Z-clip halves on the wall. While it's important to get these reasonably close to the right place, the Z-clip design is reasonably forgiving for positioning errors – you can be off by about a half inch in any direction and it will still work just fine. It's harder than you might think, at least for the corner panels, as they aren't built precisely square.
The third photo just shows half a Z-clip pair, mounted on the wall. The mating Z-clip on the acoustic panel is pointing down and engages the up-pointing one on the wall. To hang the panel, I just lifted it up higher than where it belongs, and let it fall into the clips. The last photo shows the finished result for one corner.
Debbie and I are going to finish off this evening by watching a movie (at home!). Earlier we had a lupper at Angie's, which we expected to be peaceful and quiet at 2 pm. Instead it was absolute chaos, and crowded. Why? Our waitress told us it was this way every year for a few days, centered around the Utah State University (nearby in Logan) graduation time. We had no idea! The lupper was great, though: we had their very nice vegetable beef soup and a couple of “melts” – a patty melt on rye for me, and a southwestern chicken melt on sourdough for Debbie. Yum!
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... I just finished up with my Saturday morning tutoring of Abby S. We worked in my new office for the first time, instead of the kitchen table. The look on her face was priceless when she walked through the garage and wood shop areas of my shed (which she'd never been inside of before), upstairs into the attic/storage area, and then opened the door into the high-tech looking office. It really is a bit like walking through a cave and opening a door into a datacenter :) It was very nice to work in front of big screens, with a real keyboard, instead of on the laptop. Abby did wonderfully again, except for the fact that she neglected to do her homework. Her excuse? She got lost in a book: Fablehaven. Good book, good excuse :)
A few days ago Debbie started working the dogs (Race and Miki) in the agility ring again. It is so nice to see her recovery progressing to the point where she can do this! She can't run yet, but she can do everything else – and without pain. Wonderful...
A few days ago Debbie started working the dogs (Race and Miki) in the agility ring again. It is so nice to see her recovery progressing to the point where she can do this! She can't run yet, but she can do everything else – and without pain. Wonderful...
Friday, May 6, 2016
Yellow-bellied marmot pup...
Yellow-bellied marmot pup... Yesterday afternoon Debbie and I took a drive up Blacksmith Fork Canyon, toward Ant Flats, for our usual wildlife spotting. We saw very little on most of the trip, except for the splashing of something large in the creek. The splashing reminded me of otters playing, though we didn't ever sight the actual cause of the splashing.
But just as we were about to exit the canyon on the way into Hyrum, Debbie spotted the little guy at right on the road. I'm pretty sure he's a yellow-bellied marmot (aka “rock chuck”), even though they're not normally found this low (we were at about 5,500' altitude, and they're normally above 6,500'). I drove right past it without ever seeing it, even though he was in the middle of the other (uphill) lane. Yikes! I backed up next to him, got my four-way flashers on, and jumped out to scoot him off the road. Shortly after I got out, another car approached, headed uphill, but fortunately saw me and the flashers and proceeded with caution – and smiles when they saw what I was doing.
We had a bit of work getting him off the road, as he was feisty and uninterested in being told what to do. His front teeth are already about 3/4" long, and sharp as scalpels (which they resemble!). I didn't dare try to pick him up, as every time I got near him he made angry noises and attacked. When I tried to scoot him sideways with my (nice, thick, strong) boots, he immediately attacked my boot – and sunk his front teeth so far into my sole that he had trouble removing them! Finally Debbie came up with the lid of a cardboard box, and I managed to get him into that so that I could take him off to a safer place. As soon as I lifted him in the box lid, he started making very loud alarm whistles, clearly distressed.
Finally we got him onto a steep slope that led down to the creek, near where I could see what looked like a marmot burrow under a big rock. In the photo at left, he's on his back because I approached him with my iPhone, and he's preparing to attack me. This little fellow couldn't have weighed more than 8 ounces or so, yet he was fully prepared to take me on. If the adults are just as feisty, I don't think I'd care to approach them even if I was wearing armor!
As we left him alone, hoping he would calm down, I could see him right himself and very slowly amble downhill – and away from the road. Here's hoping he stays off the road! More photos from the intertubes...
But just as we were about to exit the canyon on the way into Hyrum, Debbie spotted the little guy at right on the road. I'm pretty sure he's a yellow-bellied marmot (aka “rock chuck”), even though they're not normally found this low (we were at about 5,500' altitude, and they're normally above 6,500'). I drove right past it without ever seeing it, even though he was in the middle of the other (uphill) lane. Yikes! I backed up next to him, got my four-way flashers on, and jumped out to scoot him off the road. Shortly after I got out, another car approached, headed uphill, but fortunately saw me and the flashers and proceeded with caution – and smiles when they saw what I was doing.
We had a bit of work getting him off the road, as he was feisty and uninterested in being told what to do. His front teeth are already about 3/4" long, and sharp as scalpels (which they resemble!). I didn't dare try to pick him up, as every time I got near him he made angry noises and attacked. When I tried to scoot him sideways with my (nice, thick, strong) boots, he immediately attacked my boot – and sunk his front teeth so far into my sole that he had trouble removing them! Finally Debbie came up with the lid of a cardboard box, and I managed to get him into that so that I could take him off to a safer place. As soon as I lifted him in the box lid, he started making very loud alarm whistles, clearly distressed.
Finally we got him onto a steep slope that led down to the creek, near where I could see what looked like a marmot burrow under a big rock. In the photo at left, he's on his back because I approached him with my iPhone, and he's preparing to attack me. This little fellow couldn't have weighed more than 8 ounces or so, yet he was fully prepared to take me on. If the adults are just as feisty, I don't think I'd care to approach them even if I was wearing armor!
As we left him alone, hoping he would calm down, I could see him right himself and very slowly amble downhill – and away from the road. Here's hoping he stays off the road! More photos from the intertubes...
Dilbert nails it again...
Dilbert nails it again... I ran into this so many times in the bad old days when I was managing. It was common enough even in the '90s to be irritating; I'm told by managers that I know that now it is so common that it almost feels like the norm.
After living here for a couple years, I feel pretty safe in saying that this would not be the experience of managers in northern Utah. That may well be a big part of the reason why we have so many companies moving here: an educated, hard-working population.
After living here for a couple years, I feel pretty safe in saying that this would not be the experience of managers in northern Utah. That may well be a big part of the reason why we have so many companies moving here: an educated, hard-working population.
A most unexpected find...
A most unexpected find... Longtime readers with unusual patience will know that I have a substantial collection of slide rules and other antique mechanical computing instruments. Once, years ago, I wrote of my regret for not having kept the slide rules I purchased new, when they were still in use (that's BC – Before Calculators). The first one I bought in high school; the last one while in the U.S. Navy in about 1972 or 1973 – right at the end of the slide rule era.
For years my dad would occasionally send me a box of stuff – very random stuff, including photos, letters, notes, and mementos of various kinds. The first of these boxes arrived in the early '90s, then intermittently over the next 15 years or so. Usually my dad would call me to talk about the potential contents of the boxes; he wanted to be sure I'd be interested in them. Nearly all of these boxes, along with their contents, I taped back up and stored after receiving them – simply because in previous homes we had no room to display the items.
Well, that's a tad different now that we have a house that seems big enough to house the entire state of Utah, with room left over for some Idahoans. Also different, much more recently: I now have a 600 sq. ft. office, with lots of room. As I was moving into my new office, I had occasion for the first time in many years to open and look into those boxes my dad had sent me over the years. In one of those boxes, which dates back to the mid-90s, I found the four slide rules I had purchased as a youth. I know for sure that they're mine, because the cases have my name, phone numbers, etc. My dad must have had them squirreled away somewhere, together with a few other youthful possessions of mine, and sent them in that box. I had opened that box, probably when I received it, then taped it up and left it unopened ever since.
How could I not know I had those slide rules?
Most likely it was because I didn't start collecting slide rules until about 2002 – which would have been about 8 years after my dad sent that box. Those slide rules, in the '90s, apparently did not make a big impression on me. I have no memory of having received them. I was totally shocked when I opened that box and saw them a few days ago!
All of those slide rules were common, ordinary types; none of them have any particular value. They're all in great shape, even though I used them every day for years – I took good care of them. They aren't valuable, but they were mine, and that counts for something in my book :)
For years my dad would occasionally send me a box of stuff – very random stuff, including photos, letters, notes, and mementos of various kinds. The first of these boxes arrived in the early '90s, then intermittently over the next 15 years or so. Usually my dad would call me to talk about the potential contents of the boxes; he wanted to be sure I'd be interested in them. Nearly all of these boxes, along with their contents, I taped back up and stored after receiving them – simply because in previous homes we had no room to display the items.
Well, that's a tad different now that we have a house that seems big enough to house the entire state of Utah, with room left over for some Idahoans. Also different, much more recently: I now have a 600 sq. ft. office, with lots of room. As I was moving into my new office, I had occasion for the first time in many years to open and look into those boxes my dad had sent me over the years. In one of those boxes, which dates back to the mid-90s, I found the four slide rules I had purchased as a youth. I know for sure that they're mine, because the cases have my name, phone numbers, etc. My dad must have had them squirreled away somewhere, together with a few other youthful possessions of mine, and sent them in that box. I had opened that box, probably when I received it, then taped it up and left it unopened ever since.
How could I not know I had those slide rules?
Most likely it was because I didn't start collecting slide rules until about 2002 – which would have been about 8 years after my dad sent that box. Those slide rules, in the '90s, apparently did not make a big impression on me. I have no memory of having received them. I was totally shocked when I opened that box and saw them a few days ago!
All of those slide rules were common, ordinary types; none of them have any particular value. They're all in great shape, even though I used them every day for years – I took good care of them. They aren't valuable, but they were mine, and that counts for something in my book :)
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Photo of the day...
Photo of the day... This is the town of Sakrisoy, in the Lofoten Islands of Norway. The photographer is Pawel Klarecki. I'd sure love to see this in person!
Video of the day...
Excellent customer service alert!
Excellent customer service alert! Last year we bought two products from Enclume for the fireplace in our house: a fireplace tool set and a log rack. Both were beautifully made, sturdy, and attractive. Furthermore, they were well-packed and easy to assemble. So when the time came a month or so ago to buy accessories for my new office's wood stove, I bought the same two again. This time, however, the fireplace tools were missing one of the six very special decorative button-head screws that hold it all together.
One stupid screw. This would be a great test of customer service.
I called their number, easily found on documentation that came with the product. A very pleasant woman picked up on the second ring. Not “Press 1 for English, 2 for Spanish...” or “Press 1 for new orders, 2 for payments...”. Nope. A real person, and nice to boot. She asked what I needed – and proceeded right then and there to work with me to identify the right part and take my shipping information. She assured me that the part would go out in that day's mail (that was Monday). Well, yesterday the part showed up as promised. The right part.
Awesome customer service, Enclume! Thank you, from a happy customer...
One stupid screw. This would be a great test of customer service.
I called their number, easily found on documentation that came with the product. A very pleasant woman picked up on the second ring. Not “Press 1 for English, 2 for Spanish...” or “Press 1 for new orders, 2 for payments...”. Nope. A real person, and nice to boot. She asked what I needed – and proceeded right then and there to work with me to identify the right part and take my shipping information. She assured me that the part would go out in that day's mail (that was Monday). Well, yesterday the part showed up as promised. The right part.
Awesome customer service, Enclume! Thank you, from a happy customer...
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... I'm sitting in my “new” office, contemplating the enormity of the remaining work to do here :) I'm going to do a bit of unpacking first, just so I can function in my office – the shredder needs to be plugged in, some paperwork needs to be found, etc. That's the easy stuff. Probably the next thing I'm going to do is to mount all the acoustic panels that are now just sitting on the floor, yet making my office sound great (I've got Aretha Franklin cranking with Respect right now). Sometimes it sucks to think mathematically: I have a total of 14 panels to mount, each with four Z-clips, each of them with four screws – and I can't help but figure that that means 112 careful measurements, 112 holes, 112 plastic inserts, and 224 screws to drive. Yikes!
One thing that's going to take me a while to get used to is walking outside to go to my office. For over two years now, going to the office has meant a short walk upstairs. Now it means getting my shoes on, walking 150' or so outside, and then up a long flight of stairs (the second floor is 14' above ground level) to my office. It felt pretty weird making that walk this morning. Debbie's having mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, she's got me and my mess out of the house. On the other hand, now she can't just holler at me when she needs something :)
First thing I did this morning was to refill the bird feeders. Yesterday afternoon I watched a woodpecker open the suet feeder (which was nearly empty) and dump the remaining contents on the ground. Between the woodpecker and the magpies, that remainder didn't last long :) I filled that this morning with my patented mixture of lard and peanut butter; the woodpecker will be back soon. Every other feeder was also empty, or nearly so. The birds were hungry yesterday :) I suspect many bird parents are feeding many bird babies...
And now I stagger off to work...
One thing that's going to take me a while to get used to is walking outside to go to my office. For over two years now, going to the office has meant a short walk upstairs. Now it means getting my shoes on, walking 150' or so outside, and then up a long flight of stairs (the second floor is 14' above ground level) to my office. It felt pretty weird making that walk this morning. Debbie's having mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, she's got me and my mess out of the house. On the other hand, now she can't just holler at me when she needs something :)
First thing I did this morning was to refill the bird feeders. Yesterday afternoon I watched a woodpecker open the suet feeder (which was nearly empty) and dump the remaining contents on the ground. Between the woodpecker and the magpies, that remainder didn't last long :) I filled that this morning with my patented mixture of lard and peanut butter; the woodpecker will be back soon. Every other feeder was also empty, or nearly so. The birds were hungry yesterday :) I suspect many bird parents are feeding many bird babies...
And now I stagger off to work...
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... It was a long, hard day's work today, with my brother Scott helping. We moved tons (literally, I think!) of stuff from the house to my new office in the shed. That huge pile in the middle of the photo at right, along with some more stuff that I couldn't fit into the camera, all got moved today. The items we moved came from all three levels of our house, so there were a lot of stair traversals involved. In the shed we used my electric hoist to haul all this stuff the 14 feet up into the second story. I was very grateful for that hoist during all this work, as the only thing we had to hump up the stairs was our own decrepit bodies. There were several individual pieces we moved that were heavy and awkward (my big printer and our shredder, especially) that Scott's muscles came in very handy for!
After we finished moving all this stuff, Scott and I worked together to get Debbie's exercise bicycle out of our first floor living room, and placed next to her treadmill upstairs. She was quite happy about that :)
After that we had a magnificent “lupper” made from scratch by Debbie: angel's hair pasta with a veggie-rich tomato sauce and shrimp. Scott ate enough for several people, but unfortunately something about it (probably the acidic tomatoes) didn't agree with him. His digestive system was complaining loudly. That's the bad news. The good news is that we kept all the leftovers, instead of sending a truckload home with him. Yum!
We finished off our day with a lovely drive down to Porcupine Reservoir, which Scott had never seen before. We all enjoyed that drive, which is very pretty this time of year. We took Miki and Race with us, and Race got to swim in the reservoir – boy was he happy!
I'm going to do something a bit less strenuous tomorrow, assuming I don't sleep through the day...
After we finished moving all this stuff, Scott and I worked together to get Debbie's exercise bicycle out of our first floor living room, and placed next to her treadmill upstairs. She was quite happy about that :)
After that we had a magnificent “lupper” made from scratch by Debbie: angel's hair pasta with a veggie-rich tomato sauce and shrimp. Scott ate enough for several people, but unfortunately something about it (probably the acidic tomatoes) didn't agree with him. His digestive system was complaining loudly. That's the bad news. The good news is that we kept all the leftovers, instead of sending a truckload home with him. Yum!
We finished off our day with a lovely drive down to Porcupine Reservoir, which Scott had never seen before. We all enjoyed that drive, which is very pretty this time of year. We took Miki and Race with us, and Race got to swim in the reservoir – boy was he happy!
I'm going to do something a bit less strenuous tomorrow, assuming I don't sleep through the day...
Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Office in Paradise...
Office in Paradise... A long, hard day's work here – but with good results! My main computer (the MacBook Pro) is up and running in its new environment. In the second photo below you can see the current setup, just on folding tables. Later I'll be building some work surfaces with cable runs, etc. to neaten all this up. But for now, that's my (computer) work environment.
Even better, from my point of view, is that now my new office sounds good, too. Previously there were major resonances and echo effects, basically because all four walls, the floor, and the ceiling are all nearly perfect acoustic reflectors. I got some acoustic absorption panels (the wine-colored panels) and two quadratic-residue diffusers (the wooden panels with vertical slats), and the difference it makes in the sound quality of the room is dramatic. As I write this, I'm listening to an Eagles album, and it sounds great! Earlier today when I lit off my music, it was painful to listen – I had to shut it off, because I was reacting the same way one does to fingernails on a chalkboard.
Even better, from my point of view, is that now my new office sounds good, too. Previously there were major resonances and echo effects, basically because all four walls, the floor, and the ceiling are all nearly perfect acoustic reflectors. I got some acoustic absorption panels (the wine-colored panels) and two quadratic-residue diffusers (the wooden panels with vertical slats), and the difference it makes in the sound quality of the room is dramatic. As I write this, I'm listening to an Eagles album, and it sounds great! Earlier today when I lit off my music, it was painful to listen – I had to shut it off, because I was reacting the same way one does to fingernails on a chalkboard.
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... Oh, we had such a good day yesterday!
For starters, the weather was just about perfect. We had wall-to-wall blue sky, and the temperatures were in the high 50s or low 60s all day long. I worked inside most of the day (on my new office), but every time I went outside I reveled in the beautiful weather. A fine day in Paradise!
First job yesterday on the new office was cleanup time, and the result is at right. You'd hardly recognize that as the same space that looked like a bomb went off yesterday :) It was quite a bit of work to get all that mess cleaned up. I must have bent over 1,000 times as I picked up trash and threw it in a big plastic bag. Then I vacuumed with a Shop-Vac, using a narrow tool to maximize the suction. That took a couple hours, including periodic unclogging of the nozzle as I tried to pick up something that was too big. Finally I mopped the whole floor with a sponge mop, using two buckets and a Pine-Sol solution. The result looks great, especially in relative terms :)
The next step was to move the networking kit from a shelf just outside my new office to a table inside. That doesn't sound like much, perhaps, but it involves quite a bit of new network wiring and lots of unplugging and replugging. Past experience with such moves suggested to me that success would come only after a bunch of debugging, but such pessimism was unwarranted yesterday: everything worked on the very first try. This was not what I expected! The photo at left shows the networking kit happily humming along in its new location.
The last thing I did on the office last night was to move our Mac Mini server from the house to the shed. I set it up, reassigned its IP address (it's on a new range out in the shed), and fired it up – and it all just worked. First try. At that point it was late afternoon, and I was tired – so I figured I'd better quite while I was ahead :) This was also the last thing I had been hoping to get done yesterday, so I was on my self-imposed schedule.
Today I am moving my MacBook Pro and its associated paraphernalia. That will take a while, just because there are a lot of pieces – but it should go easily. Just a lot of walking and carrying :) Tomorrow my brother Scott will be here to help me with the heavy bits – most especially the monster of a printer I have (an HP CP4025).
I walked between the house and the shed many times yesterday, and each time I got to enjoy the yard in springtime. Toward the front of our house, the air was full of bird song. The birds feeding on our feeders are starting to get used to my presence. They used to all fly away simultaneously if they spotted me 100 feet away. Now they fly away only when individual birds get alarmed, and some of them will let me get quite close. The boldest of all is a (yet unidentified) woodpecker, who will feed on the suet feeder until I'm within about 6 feet. Second boldest are the American goldfinches, some of which will keep feeding until I get about 10 feet away. The pines above our feeders are full of perching birds waiting for their turn on the feeders, and those birds are singing their hearts out all day long. A lovely serenade on my transits between house and shed, it is.
Then there are the flowers. I'm not sure what the tree in the first photo is, but we have a row of five of them along the south side of the shed. The biggest of them is close to 30' tall. Right at the moment they are in full bloom, and their perfume fills the air near them, as sweet as any lilac. Just like the lilacs, their scent is so powerful that if you inhale through your mouth, you can taste the smell. This and the lilacs are the only two flowers I've ever been able to do that with. The second photo is a few of our red tulips, then there's a columbine (that won't bloom for a while yet), and finally the lilac that we inherited with the house. It looks much happier this spring than it did last spring. The seven lilacs that I planted last fall are out in leaf now, but I don't see any hint of flower buds on them.
Late yesterday afternoon we took a drive up the road that leads to Liberty. This is a dirt road, parts of it rough enough to warrant using a 4WD vehicle, so we took the FJ Cruiser. Of course we also took Miki and Race with us. When we let them out the front door to “load up” in the FJ, their excitement was fun to watch :)
It was a relaxing and beautiful drive. It's hard to beat springtime in the mountains. The second and third photos I took from the FJ's window – look closely and you'll see a nice, fat skunk waddling around. Just prior to this spotting we had been talking about letting Race out to swim in the stream. You would have heard no such talk after this sighting :) The three photos of the little blue flowers were all taken in the same tiny patch. For about a mile in the lower elevations, these flowers were scattered amongst other stuff on a north-facing road bank. I have no idea what they are. The last photo was my poor attempt to capture something that was very striking looking in person: a valley completely in shadow except for one solitary tree that was brightly lit up.
For starters, the weather was just about perfect. We had wall-to-wall blue sky, and the temperatures were in the high 50s or low 60s all day long. I worked inside most of the day (on my new office), but every time I went outside I reveled in the beautiful weather. A fine day in Paradise!
First job yesterday on the new office was cleanup time, and the result is at right. You'd hardly recognize that as the same space that looked like a bomb went off yesterday :) It was quite a bit of work to get all that mess cleaned up. I must have bent over 1,000 times as I picked up trash and threw it in a big plastic bag. Then I vacuumed with a Shop-Vac, using a narrow tool to maximize the suction. That took a couple hours, including periodic unclogging of the nozzle as I tried to pick up something that was too big. Finally I mopped the whole floor with a sponge mop, using two buckets and a Pine-Sol solution. The result looks great, especially in relative terms :)
The next step was to move the networking kit from a shelf just outside my new office to a table inside. That doesn't sound like much, perhaps, but it involves quite a bit of new network wiring and lots of unplugging and replugging. Past experience with such moves suggested to me that success would come only after a bunch of debugging, but such pessimism was unwarranted yesterday: everything worked on the very first try. This was not what I expected! The photo at left shows the networking kit happily humming along in its new location.
The last thing I did on the office last night was to move our Mac Mini server from the house to the shed. I set it up, reassigned its IP address (it's on a new range out in the shed), and fired it up – and it all just worked. First try. At that point it was late afternoon, and I was tired – so I figured I'd better quite while I was ahead :) This was also the last thing I had been hoping to get done yesterday, so I was on my self-imposed schedule.
Today I am moving my MacBook Pro and its associated paraphernalia. That will take a while, just because there are a lot of pieces – but it should go easily. Just a lot of walking and carrying :) Tomorrow my brother Scott will be here to help me with the heavy bits – most especially the monster of a printer I have (an HP CP4025).
I walked between the house and the shed many times yesterday, and each time I got to enjoy the yard in springtime. Toward the front of our house, the air was full of bird song. The birds feeding on our feeders are starting to get used to my presence. They used to all fly away simultaneously if they spotted me 100 feet away. Now they fly away only when individual birds get alarmed, and some of them will let me get quite close. The boldest of all is a (yet unidentified) woodpecker, who will feed on the suet feeder until I'm within about 6 feet. Second boldest are the American goldfinches, some of which will keep feeding until I get about 10 feet away. The pines above our feeders are full of perching birds waiting for their turn on the feeders, and those birds are singing their hearts out all day long. A lovely serenade on my transits between house and shed, it is.
Then there are the flowers. I'm not sure what the tree in the first photo is, but we have a row of five of them along the south side of the shed. The biggest of them is close to 30' tall. Right at the moment they are in full bloom, and their perfume fills the air near them, as sweet as any lilac. Just like the lilacs, their scent is so powerful that if you inhale through your mouth, you can taste the smell. This and the lilacs are the only two flowers I've ever been able to do that with. The second photo is a few of our red tulips, then there's a columbine (that won't bloom for a while yet), and finally the lilac that we inherited with the house. It looks much happier this spring than it did last spring. The seven lilacs that I planted last fall are out in leaf now, but I don't see any hint of flower buds on them.
Late yesterday afternoon we took a drive up the road that leads to Liberty. This is a dirt road, parts of it rough enough to warrant using a 4WD vehicle, so we took the FJ Cruiser. Of course we also took Miki and Race with us. When we let them out the front door to “load up” in the FJ, their excitement was fun to watch :)
It was a relaxing and beautiful drive. It's hard to beat springtime in the mountains. The second and third photos I took from the FJ's window – look closely and you'll see a nice, fat skunk waddling around. Just prior to this spotting we had been talking about letting Race out to swim in the stream. You would have heard no such talk after this sighting :) The three photos of the little blue flowers were all taken in the same tiny patch. For about a mile in the lower elevations, these flowers were scattered amongst other stuff on a north-facing road bank. I have no idea what they are. The last photo was my poor attempt to capture something that was very striking looking in person: a valley completely in shadow except for one solitary tree that was brightly lit up.
Monday, May 2, 2016
Paradise ponders...
Paradise ponders... It was such a beautiful day here yesterday! We had a few clouds, and lots of wind – but the temperatures were in the high 50s, and there was lots of blue sky. Birds were chirping, flowers were flowering (like our 3/4 dead flowering plum at right), and spring was in the air. Just lovely!
Most of my day was consumed by wiring and cutting holes for heating registers (second photo below) in my new office in the shed. I finished both, and now the office is ready for cleanup. It's in rather desperate need of cleanup, as you can tell by the first photo below. The detritus of construction is everywhere, there are tools scattered hither and yon, and the entire room is blanketed by a layer of gray dust. I'll be spending this morning (and maybe beyond!) just cleaning all that up. Then I start moving in!
My moving has to follow a careful sequence in order to keep me from being cut off from the Internet. The first step will be to install the router, switch, and WiFi access point that will “run” my office. That equipment is already up and running, just outside my office door. I've already installed (and tested!) the through-wall wiring. So ... theoretically all I have to do is to move that equipment 3 feet or so into the office. I've never had any sort of network reconfiguration work that easily, though :) I'm fulling expecting some unanticipated glitch.
Once the networking gear is up and running, I'm going to move my little Mac Mini server from the house to the new office. Theoretically that should only involve a change in its IP address, but once again, I'm expecting the unexpected on that front. Finally, once all that is up and running, it will be time to move my personal computer (a MacBook Pro and associated monitors, keyboards, etc.) over. That, at least, should go easily, as its IP address is obtained through DHCP.
I have quite a bit of “stuff” currently scattered all over the second floor of our house that needs to be moved into my new office (where I have plenty of room!). Much of this is not computer-related at all: a microscope, electronics, etc. For the moment, this will all go onto the same set of folding tables that we've been using for office furniture in the house. Later I plan to start building out my own furniture, making good use of the cabinet shop I have downstairs. I'm really looking forward to that – should be lots of fun for me!
The “infrastructure” of my office still has some ways to go besides furniture, too. I have a little refrigerator coming in a week. I'm planning on installing a small sink and counter-top, so I can have tea and snacks without having to come back into the house. There's the heating system to finish, too. And most likely (after I see what summer is like) I'll be installing a little split-system air conditioner as well. Something tells me I won't be done this year :)
Most of my day was consumed by wiring and cutting holes for heating registers (second photo below) in my new office in the shed. I finished both, and now the office is ready for cleanup. It's in rather desperate need of cleanup, as you can tell by the first photo below. The detritus of construction is everywhere, there are tools scattered hither and yon, and the entire room is blanketed by a layer of gray dust. I'll be spending this morning (and maybe beyond!) just cleaning all that up. Then I start moving in!
My moving has to follow a careful sequence in order to keep me from being cut off from the Internet. The first step will be to install the router, switch, and WiFi access point that will “run” my office. That equipment is already up and running, just outside my office door. I've already installed (and tested!) the through-wall wiring. So ... theoretically all I have to do is to move that equipment 3 feet or so into the office. I've never had any sort of network reconfiguration work that easily, though :) I'm fulling expecting some unanticipated glitch.
Once the networking gear is up and running, I'm going to move my little Mac Mini server from the house to the new office. Theoretically that should only involve a change in its IP address, but once again, I'm expecting the unexpected on that front. Finally, once all that is up and running, it will be time to move my personal computer (a MacBook Pro and associated monitors, keyboards, etc.) over. That, at least, should go easily, as its IP address is obtained through DHCP.
I have quite a bit of “stuff” currently scattered all over the second floor of our house that needs to be moved into my new office (where I have plenty of room!). Much of this is not computer-related at all: a microscope, electronics, etc. For the moment, this will all go onto the same set of folding tables that we've been using for office furniture in the house. Later I plan to start building out my own furniture, making good use of the cabinet shop I have downstairs. I'm really looking forward to that – should be lots of fun for me!
The “infrastructure” of my office still has some ways to go besides furniture, too. I have a little refrigerator coming in a week. I'm planning on installing a small sink and counter-top, so I can have tea and snacks without having to come back into the house. There's the heating system to finish, too. And most likely (after I see what summer is like) I'll be installing a little split-system air conditioner as well. Something tells me I won't be done this year :)
Sunday, May 1, 2016
Alcohol in Utah...
Alcohol in Utah... This is the last post in my series that's aimed at the attendees of the National Field Spaniel Association, which is in Logan, Utah (12 miles north of us) starting in late May. People will be coming from all over the country to attend this, so many of them will not be familiar with Utah's ... somewhat odd ... laws and customs regarding the consumption of alcohol.
Buying and drinking alcoholic beverages in Utah is a bit different than in most other U.S. states. First thing to know: you must be 21 years old to legally imbibe (or purchase) any alcoholic beverage. Though Debbie and I are so ancient we can't even remember being 21, we're told that this law is quite strictly enforced. Retail sales of any drink containing more than 3.2% alcohol is restricted to the state liquor stores. These stores are actually owned by the state, and the selection in them is decent, but limited (especially for nicer wines and liquors). The only state liquor store in Cache County is located at 75 W 400 N in Logan, about 8 blocks away from the fairgrounds (see the green pin on this map). It's open from 11 am to 10 pm, Monday through Saturday (and of course it's closed on Sunday).
A high proportion of Cache County's residents are members of the LDS (Mormon) Church, and the church's Health Laws prohibit the consumption of alcohol (along with tobacco, coffee, tea, and illegal drugs – but not caffeinated sodas or chocolate). The proportion of LDS members in Logan is a bit lower (around 80%) than the rest of the county, but still very high. Not all LDS members obey the Health Laws, as seems evident from the rather brisk business the state liquor store does. Nevertheless, the general community attitude toward alcohol consumption is disapproving. Probably because of this, it is extremely unusual to see any public consumption (outside of approved venues) or even the slightest indication of public inebriation. We've lived here for over two years now, and we have yet to see a public drunk – or smelled stale urine in the alleyways. This isn't all bad :)
You can also drink in many restaurants, because Utah's liquor laws (and more) allow alcohol only when served with food (with a few exceptions). Some of these restaurants have licenses for just beer, just wine and beer, and some for full-service bars. Debbie and I do most of our drinking at home :), so we have limited experience with the drinks at restaurants. Cafe Sabor and Elements both have full-service bars (and Cafe Sabor is known locally for their margaritas). Jack's Wood-Fired Oven, Callaway's, and Le Nonne all have beer and wine (and Le Nonne has a decent wine list compared with most local joints).
As far as the more, er, traditional sort of alcohol-fueled night life, the only place around here we've even heard of is Mulligan's (see the yellow pin on the map). The two people who have mentioned it to me did so disparagingly, and their 2.5 star review on Yelp isn't encouraging. Logan is most definitely not known for its nightlife :)
The complete list of liquor licenses in Cache County (Smithfield and Richmond are towns just north of Logan):
Buying and drinking alcoholic beverages in Utah is a bit different than in most other U.S. states. First thing to know: you must be 21 years old to legally imbibe (or purchase) any alcoholic beverage. Though Debbie and I are so ancient we can't even remember being 21, we're told that this law is quite strictly enforced. Retail sales of any drink containing more than 3.2% alcohol is restricted to the state liquor stores. These stores are actually owned by the state, and the selection in them is decent, but limited (especially for nicer wines and liquors). The only state liquor store in Cache County is located at 75 W 400 N in Logan, about 8 blocks away from the fairgrounds (see the green pin on this map). It's open from 11 am to 10 pm, Monday through Saturday (and of course it's closed on Sunday).
A high proportion of Cache County's residents are members of the LDS (Mormon) Church, and the church's Health Laws prohibit the consumption of alcohol (along with tobacco, coffee, tea, and illegal drugs – but not caffeinated sodas or chocolate). The proportion of LDS members in Logan is a bit lower (around 80%) than the rest of the county, but still very high. Not all LDS members obey the Health Laws, as seems evident from the rather brisk business the state liquor store does. Nevertheless, the general community attitude toward alcohol consumption is disapproving. Probably because of this, it is extremely unusual to see any public consumption (outside of approved venues) or even the slightest indication of public inebriation. We've lived here for over two years now, and we have yet to see a public drunk – or smelled stale urine in the alleyways. This isn't all bad :)
You can also drink in many restaurants, because Utah's liquor laws (and more) allow alcohol only when served with food (with a few exceptions). Some of these restaurants have licenses for just beer, just wine and beer, and some for full-service bars. Debbie and I do most of our drinking at home :), so we have limited experience with the drinks at restaurants. Cafe Sabor and Elements both have full-service bars (and Cafe Sabor is known locally for their margaritas). Jack's Wood-Fired Oven, Callaway's, and Le Nonne all have beer and wine (and Le Nonne has a decent wine list compared with most local joints).
As far as the more, er, traditional sort of alcohol-fueled night life, the only place around here we've even heard of is Mulligan's (see the yellow pin on the map). The two people who have mentioned it to me did so disparagingly, and their 2.5 star review on Yelp isn't encouraging. Logan is most definitely not known for its nightlife :)
The complete list of liquor licenses in Cache County (Smithfield and Richmond are towns just north of Logan):
BLACK PEARL ASIAN BISTRO & SUSHI BAR
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2095 N MAIN BLDG A UNIT C
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LOGAN
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BUFFALO WILD WINGS (LOGAN)
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43 E 1400 N
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LOGAN
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CAFE SABOR (LOGAN)
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600 W CTR ST
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LOGAN
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CALLAWAY'S
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54 N MAIN
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SMITHFIELD
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CHILI'S SOUTHWEST GRILL (LOGAN)
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1427 N MAIN BLDG C
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LOGAN
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CRUMB BROTHERS
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291 S 300 W
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LOGAN
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EAGLES 3114 (LOGAN)
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170 W 900 N
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LOGAN
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EL TORO VIEJO
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1111 N MAIN STREET
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LOGAN
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ELEMENT RESTAURANT
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35 E 640 S
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LOGAN
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FIREHOUSE PIZZERIA
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682 S MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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GALLERY CAFE @ BIRCH CREEK G.C.
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550 E 100 N
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SMITHFIELD
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GAUCHO GRILL OF LOGAN
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633 S MAIN
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LOGAN
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GIA'S RESTAURANT & FACTORY PIZZERIA
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119 S MAIN
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LOGAN
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HUHOT OF LOGAN
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660 S MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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IRON GATE CONCESSIONS
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550 W 1000 S
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LOGAN
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JACKS WOOD-FIRED OVEN
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256 N MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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JIM'S GRILL
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101 N MAIN ST STE A
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SMITHFIELD
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KABUKI JAPANESE STEAKHOUSE
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461 N MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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LD'S CAFE
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39 W MAIN
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RICHMOND
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LE NONNE
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129 N 100 EAST
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LOGAN
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LOGAN GOLF & COUNTRY CLUB
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710 N 1500 E
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LOGAN
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LOGAN STEAKHOUSE
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2427 N MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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MULLIGAN'S
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33 FEDERAL AVE
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LOGAN
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NOODLES & CO. (LOGAN)
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1430 N MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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OASIS RESTAURANT
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235 S MAIN
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LOGAN
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OLIVE GARDEN (LOGAN)
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1220 N MAIN ST
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LOGAN
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RIVERWOODS CONFERENCE CENTER
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615 S 80 E
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LOGAN
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SIZZLER # 439 (LOGAN)
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1165 N MAIN
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LOGAN
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SULTAN'S TAVERN
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205 S MAIN
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LOGAN
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TAKARA SUSHI JAPANESE RESTAURANT
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55 W 1000 N
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LOGAN
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TANDOORI OVEN
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720 E 1000 N
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LOGAN
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TEXAS ROADHOUSE (LOGAN)
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42 E 1400 N
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LOGAN
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THE BEEHIVE GRILL
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255 S MAIN
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LOGAN
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THE BULL'S HEAD
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1111 N 800 E
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LOGAN
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WHITE OWL
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36 W CENTER
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LOGAN
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