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OfficeMax’s Penny Campaign

OfficeMax has an interesting ad campaign online.  It’s a video  (see below) showing a guy paying for a steak dinner with pennies.  The proprietors of the restaurant aren’t too happy with him and argue with him about why they should accept pennies.  The video may or may not be staged, but it doesn’t matter because it’s funny.  At the end of the video OfficeMax has a little "Power of the Penny" graphic promoting all the back-to-school items you can buy for a penny and the end screen has the www.officemax.com/penny URL.

I like this because although the video isn’t specifically about back to school items it’s a humorous look at the ongoing debate about the value of pennies.  Lots of people think the penny should go the way of all flesh, but OfficeMax has found a way to use the debate to their advantage.

BTW, I found the video on video humor site Glumbert.com.

Cross-posted on LowderEnterprises.com

Abundance

In my previous post I mentioned that the kids were away at mission camp last week.  What I didn’t mention is that my Aunt Debbie spent five years of her life building the mission camp before turning it over to others and moving to Blue Heron Farm with her husband Steve.  Debbie took up blogging a while back and in her latest post she shared with us how she and the others on the farm are working to identify their community’s core values.  My favorite part of the post was how she defined "abundance":

Unpacking abundance: I’ll just start by saying that abundance was my
bottom-line value contribution. so I really wanted to see it on our
list of three values. Within our small group, and later in large group
discussion we referred to abundance as a lofty ideal and a fluffy word.
I agree! It’s a leap of faith to believe there is enough. I’ve spent
the last five years leading mission camps where we faced head-on the
overwhelming needs of Appalachian mountain communities. We did this
with limited funds, tools, and mostly unskilled, teenage laborers.
Miracles were a daily occurrence. I still believe, more than ever, that
there is enough. And I also believe we need a lot more practice around
sharing and simplicity so the haves and the have-nots are standing
closer together. My life revolves around this very practice.

This really struck a chord with me.  I don’t know if it’s a form of middle aged crisis or what, but I’ve been feeling a growing urge to do something…more.  Don’t get me wrong, I feel very fulfilled as a husband and father and I enjoy being in the part of my career where I don’t feel like a paper-pusher any more, but, and it’s a big but,  I wonder if perhaps I could be doing more. 

When I left for college I thought I’d be a teacher, but then I decided against it.  Then I thought, "Well, I’ll make my fortune and then teach as a second career.  That way I won’t be beholden to anyone and can teach on my own terms."  Can we say naive?  Now I find myself saying, "When the kids are grown I’ll have more time to devote to helping others."  Ah, but life has a funny way of replacing one obligation excuse with another and I’m sure when the kids are gone it’ll be something like "Well, when the house is totally fixed up I’ll…"

As I’m having this conversation with myself I remember something my stepfather, John Garrity, said to me when I was a soon-to-be Daddy who wasn’t so sure he was ready.  John said, "If everyone waited until they thought they were ready to have children then there wouldn’t be many kids around."  I think the same is true of doing more.  If everyone waited until their own lives were perfect then there wouldn’t be things like Mission Camp.

I’m not sure where I’m going to go with this.  I just know that I’m increasingly feeling the need to make a significant change.  I’ve talked to Celeste about this and I’m afraid I’ve scared her to death.  She probably thinks I’m going to quit my job and join the Peace Corps, but that’s not the kind of thing I’m talking about.  Rather I’m looking at this the way some nutritionists look at losing weight: it’s not about going on a radical diet, but about making a lifestyle change.  What can I do on a daily basis to do more?  As Debbie put it, how can I stand closer?

I’m asking these questions because, as I said, I feel very fulfilled.  I feel like I have received many gifts of abundance including good health, a loving family, security (both emotional and financial) and community.  We’re by no means wealthy, but too often abundance is equated with wealth and that’s just not so.  I won’t retire any time in my middle age, but at the same time I don’t have to worry about where the next meal is coming from, or whether or not I’ll have a roof over my head tomorrow.  Compared to many that’s a great deal of abundance and for that reason I think it’s important to stand shoulder to shoulder with those who need more.

How to do this?  Right now I don’t have the answer, but I’m working on it.

links for 2008-07-28

Summer’s Final Stretch

This week begins what I like to think of as Summer’s Final Stretch, the reason being that the kids’ swim season officially ended this past Saturday so they now have no official reason to rise at any particular time.  Until then they were required to be at swim practice every morning at 9:45 so they had to rise by 9:00 at the latest.  Now, they’re sleeping ’til noon, but unfortunately for them this state of affairs will only last two weeks.

Quick aside: I miss the days I could sleep that late.  Bladders over 40 years old don’t allow it.

The kids were with our church’s youth group at mission camp at Laurel Ridge all last week so they missed the week of practices leading up to the league championships which were held Friday night and Saturday morning.  Instead they spent their week painting buildings, manning weed whackers, laying flagstones and doing various and sundry other good deeds.  They returned on Friday afternoon at 1:00 and I treated them to lunch at Cicciones since we didn’t have a whole lot of food in the fridge (more on why later).

After lunch the kids rested up and then we headed over to Clemmons West pool at 4:00 for championship warm ups.  Michael and most of his buddies were alternates in the 15-18 group; we have some real hardcore swimmers at that level so it’s no slight on Michael or his buddies and they’ll get their chances next year.  Erin swam three events and Justin swam five.  Both of them won some ribbons so it was a pretty good night.  After the meet a bunch of us from the team made our way over to Mi Pueblo for a late dinner and we stumbled home about 12:00.

Another quick aside: I should never eat refried beans after 8:00 p.m. Ever.

The younger kids’ (under 10) championship heats are held on Saturday morning and luckily for us none of our kids are in that age group any more so we got to sleep in a little.  That left the end of year party and awards ceremony at the pool on Saturday night.  We got there at 6:00 and I found out that a couple of friends were going to go to the races at Bowman Gray at 7:30 and I got the okay from Celeste to join them.  Sweet reprieve!  Alas, it wasn’t to be.  The awards ran longer than expected and I would have had to leave before our kids’ age groups awards, including championship ribbons, were given out.  I didn’t want to miss it since this is the first year we’ve been able to make the awards banquet and I wanted to see them get theirs. 

So I backed out and didn’t get my chance to experience ladies night at Bowman Gray, which I’ve been informed provides the largest assemblage of tattooed boobs in America, with the possible exception of a Jimmy Swaggart revival. Tragic, I know. Instead, Celeste and I hung out at the pool to help with chaperoning the teenagers who’d been allowed to swim until midnight.  Apparently in years past they’ve had an all-night lock-in which to me is unthinkable punishment for any adult who has to be involved.  Saner heads prevailed this year.

This summer also featured Michael’s first year of football workouts.  Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday he had morning workouts from 9-12 and they were a beast.  Between swimming and football he’s gotten in the best shape of his life.  This week the coaches are taking vacation and then next week they start regular practices.  Michael will be missing that week (with the coach’s permission) since we’re taking our family vacation, so he’ll have a two week break when all is said and done.  I don’t think he yet realizes that he’s going to be doing some Dad-led workouts so that he doesn’t lose too much ground before he starts practices upon his return.

And of course practices for Erin’s soccer team will begin in earnest when we return (actually they start the week we’re gone) and since I’m also a coach on the team we’ll be pretty much hip deep in soccer related stuff from then until December.  The first tournament is the weekend after we get back so it gets crazy fast.

Thus we’ve reached the swan song for Summer ’08.  Each year the summer seems to pass faster, and each year I feel even more nostalgic for the seemingly never ending summers of my early childhood.  Then I remember that the kids will be back in school soon and the constant requests for chauffeuring services will finally come to an end.  Sweet!

Oh, and as for why we had no food to feed the kids upon their return from camp, let’s just say that Celeste and I didn’t waste our first week ever of having all three kids at camp at the same time.  We dined out every chance we could and we even took the opportunity to hit a wine tasting at Wine Merchants Gourmet on Wednesday night.  This was our first glimpse of the future when the kids will be flying the nest, and while I’m sure we’ll have a terrible time dealing with empty nest syndrome with that time comes I think we’ll also find many ways to enjoy our time as a couple with kids who call us when they’re short on cash.

Buff Runners in Reidsville

Sarah South linked to an interesting 5-K being held in Reidsville tomorrow (July 26, 2008).  It’s called the Take Pride in Your Hide and as you may guess from the title it’s a clothing-optional race.  If you happen to be a purveyor of sports-ready suntan lotion I think you could make a pretty penny if you set up shop there tomorrow morning.

The race is being held on the Bar-S-Ranch.  Here’s a race description from the website:

Bar -S- Ranch, a nudist resort, rests on 400 acres of
    rolling meadows and woodlands. Guests are able to relax and find refuge from
    the pressures of urban life. Our resort adds a new dimension to the clothing
    optional experience by offering a secure and serene environment. We welcome
    the experienced and the uninitiated nudist to enjoy our hospitality.
   

People are curious about nudism. However, the nudist philosophy is
simple: being nude is natural. Runners have found that nude running gives
them a feeling of freedom and exhilaration that cannot be matched in an
other way. Bar -S- Ranch offers this run to the general running community to
give runners an opportunity to enjoy this interesting and different running
experience, "naturally" or clothed.

Timing will be done with Champion Chip Timing technology, by Queen City
Timing Services of Mooresville, NC. Each runner / walker must pick up
his/ her chip, to be worn on your shoe at the Take Pride 5K on race day
morning. Those who do not turn in their chip will be assessed a $35
fee. Please bring a towel to sit upon ( proper etiquette at a nudist
resort).  "Great" T-shirts (first 150 guaranteed). Unique prizes,
awards, food & refreshments, kegs of Budweiser beer and a drawing
for a one year membership to the Bar-S. Runners/Walkers & their
guest may enjoy the Bar-S for the day until 4:00 PM. A nude/non-nude
photo will be taken to commemorate the event & may be purchased for
$10, included with your entry or paid on race day. The race is ran on
the Bar-S trails in a safe & secure environment , no spectators
allowed. Enjoy running/walking "Naturally" or "clothed" on the exciting
5k XC trail through the cool woods.

Oh, this is cute.  The race management company’s name is Butts A’Runnin Race Management. 

They’re also looking for sponsors.

You know there are some thoughts that are running through my head right now, pardon the pun, and some fairly obvious questions too:

  1. Is there a correlation between nude running and sterility for men?  Gravity ain’t kind folks, and the jostling can’t be too good for you.
  2. How about the effects of gravity on the better half of the male/female equation?  I’m assuming that those who are, um, lighter in their northern hemisphere enjoy a natural advantage?
  3. How does one become a nudist photographer?  Or put another way, is one a nudist photographer or a photographer of nudists…or both?
  4. I’m also assuming that it’s not a good idea to borrow someone’s towel if you forget your own.
  5. I know it’s common to give away t-shirts at races but for this one wouldn’t it be more appropriate to give a temporary tattoo instead?  Just saying.

By the way, I have no problem with nudists doing their thing and in some ways I envy their ability to let it all hang out, so to speak.  On the other hand, I’ve never been in the lead in any race I’ve ever run which means I’m always looking at someone’s back(side) and I can’t imagine that’s the best view in a naked trot such as this. 

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Real Adventure in Air Travel

Next time I complain about air travel remind me that it can always get worse/scarier.  For evidence I give you today’s emergency landing of a small US Airways plane at our very own Piedmont Triad International Airport.  WXII has video of the landing here.

The short Greensboro-Charlotte flight is a very common flight for folks connecting to more distant locales from the Triad and so I think many of us can imagine ourselves sitting in that teeny-weeny prop plane and looking out the window to see one of the propellers stop working.  When I flew from Burlington, VT to La Guardia last week I was on a plane just like the one with the problems today and I can tell you that one of my thoughts was, "I wonder if they ever have engine failures on these things."  Of course you could think the same things about small jets too, but for some reason it seems so much more likely with a propeller.  I realize it’s not logical to think that way, but maybe because you can actually see the propeller in action it seems much more vulnerable to failure than a jet with it’s turbine function all but invisible to the naked eye.

Anyway, I can tell you that if I was on that flight I’d have given the pilot a loud ovation the second we touched down safely.  I also would have kissed the ground as soon as I was off the plane.  Not sure how I’d have felt about getting on another flight though.

Miracle, or, How I Fixed the Delta 600-Series Faucet in Our Shower

Well, it doesn’t qualify me for the Handyman Hall of Fame, but I pulled off a household DIY that, frankly, I thought was beyond me.  Try to follow the technical explanation here; in our master bathroom the doohickey that you push in to make the water come out of the shower nozzle instead of the bath nozzle was regularly being expelled with force every once in a while.  When I say with force I mean that the doohickey flew out of its home, heretofore known as the doohickey hole, with such great force that it would slam into the wall on the other end of the bathtub, which is approximately five feet, with enough force to sound like small arms fire.  The first time it happened it missed Celeste by about two inches.

Anyway, for months we were able to finesse the doohickey back into its hole and it would work for a while and then, seemingly out of nowhere it would try to impale one of us.  Finally, this week the doohickey refused to be finessed and it was time for repair.  As I’ve documented many times here I’m no Bob Vila and this project intimidated me, especially since it took a plumber an hour to fix the drain system in the same tub.  I figured I was in for a long week.

So, I pulled the face plate off of the faucet to see if I could figure out what to do.  When I pulled it off I found that the doohickey was actually a part of a larger piece that screws directly into the whatchamajiget that tells the water whether or not to be hot, cold or indifferent.  For a while I thought I might have to shut off the main water supply, but then I realized that if I kept the faucet off it would act as a shut off valve since it was located at the top of this particular operation.  This was of great relief to me since the last time I shut off the main water supply we had all kinds of creepy noises coming from our pipes for days afterward, which of course deprived Celeste (aka Bat Ears) of her beauty sleep.

My next step was to jump online and see if anyone sold replacement doohickeys.  My worry is that like everything else in this house our shower is a tad on the old side and I was worried that replacement parts would be hard to find.  After a little hunting and pecking I found a plumbing supply site that had a picture of what appeared to be our shower equipment.  Here it is:
PhotoIt seems that our shower faucet is a Delta 602, and that the doohickey is actually called a diverter.  After a little more hunting I found that the diverter is sold in most hardware stores, so this morning I went over to Lowes and purchased my shiny new doohickey.  Once I came home I attempted to remove the old doohickey but unfortunately my wrench set seemed to be shy the 7/8″ size I needed and unfortunately my adjustable wrench and lock pliers were too bulky to get the job done.  I gave it my best shot but despite my sweating and cursing I couldn’t get my crusty old doohickey out of its hole.

Unfortunately the lack of appropriate tools is common for my DIY projects so I made my way back to Lowes to buy my new wrench.  I bought it and all the other wrenches over 5/8″ just to be safe (5/8 being the largest wrench I could find back home) and justified it in my mind by telling myself that surely a 1″ wrench will be needed at some point in the future for another project on the Money Pit.  I also decided that while I was at it I’d buy a new knob for the faucet since our old one was crustier than the doohickey and I might as well do it while I had the whole thing torn apart.

Upon my return I found that the 7/8″ worked perfectly and I had the old doohickey off in a flash.  I put some thread tape on the new doohickey and inserted it in the hole, tightened it, put the face plate (also known as the escutcheon) back on, put on the new knob and gave it a test drive.  Miracle of miracles it worked on the first try and it didn’t leak.  I’m thinking I’ve earned a mid-day beer.

PhotoHere’s a pic of our broken doohickey (click on it and the picture below to enlarge them).  The white piece is what sticks into the water pipe to divert the water to the shower head.  It’s supposed to be attached to the other parts, but it became separated from the “button arm” (which looks like a button when it’s installed) that’s supposed to push it into the pipe.

 
PhotoHere’s a picture of the part all separated.  You see that the “button arm” actually fits inside a spring which fits inside the “sleeve” of the piece.  When the water is running and you push the button arm in the water pressure against the white part will keep the spring from pushing the “button arm” back out.  When you turn off the water the pressure against the white part decreases and the spring pushes the button arm back out allowing the rest of the water to drain out from the tub faucet.

So for those of you who may face your own battle with a Delta faucet here’s the glossary of terms and steps for repair:

Glossary

Doohickey – Diverter
Face Plate – Escutcheon
Whatchamajiget – Valve

Steps

  1. If you want to be really safe turn off the main water, but I didn’t find it necessary.
  2. Remove the handle from the faucet.  Pry off the little hot/cold top and you’ll find a Philips head screw.  Remove the screw and the handle will come off.
  3. Remove the two screws holding the escutcheon on and then pull off the escutcheon.
  4. Using a 7/8″ wrench remove the diverter.
  5. Check to make sure a part of the diverter isn’t left in the valve hole.  There was one in mine and I used some needle nose pliers to remove it.
  6. Insert the new diverter in the hole and hand screw it until you can’t easily turn it, then use the 7/8″ wrench to tighten.  I’ve learned the hard way to be cautious with all water-related stuff so I put thread tape on the threads of the diverter before I inserted it.
  7. Put the escutcheon back on and screw it in.
  8. Put handle on and screw it in.
  9. Put hot/cold cover back on handle.
  10. Voila, you’re done!