Water Weather

It's been raining alot lately, not that I am complaining. I love rain, I love the cloud formations, I love the sound the rain makes. I love the way lightning highlights the clouds on a dark night. I love that we live out in the country with the back deck looking toward Oklahoma. The storms come from the south and west but mostly south.

anyhoo,

So last friday, after work, I called my beloved to tell her I was on the way home (as I usually do) and she tells me that with the rain that's been nonstop for a couple days now, that the runoff from the fields and the ditches has now flooded the front yard again.

I like it when that happens.

It reminds me of the wet season in Illinois where I grew up, we used to play in the flood waters for days on end. There was one stream that went through the town. Every year it would flood way out because of all the feilds that drained into it let alone all the streets. We would have so much fun. I remember all the parents and the village board would always hate it because they were afraid that someone would drown, but no one ever did... as far as I know. There were always the parents that made up the stories about snakes and huge catfish and stuff to keep us out of the water.

So anyhoo I'm driving home surrounded my memories and I think how fun that would be to play in the water again.

So I did.

I had so much fun.

There was two main sources that the water was coming from; one was the ditch by the road, and one was from the field behind the neighbors house. They both go under the drive way and across to the other side of the yard to where they join another current where there is runoff from a pond and another field. From there it goes under a bridge and into the land across the way. The current was enough to sweep charlie off his paws (at close to 60 pounds now) and start whining. Lucy didn't want to try it. But I'm finding out, puppies LOVE water.

Most all the water was moving, leaving little stagnant. But the thought occoured to me. Alot of runoff was coming from the ditch but not all. Meaning that half of what was in the ditch, continued the ditch.

Before I go on, you must know that I like having a lake in front of the house, I like it alot. So much so that after watching the water for a while I decieded to get my shovel.

As I was working I realised something profound. It's hard to stop water from going somewhere. I mean very hard. Water follows the path of least resistance, always. It doesn't really care about how hard you try to dam it up and even if you do it will find a path, unless you make one first.

It is aheck of a lot easier making a new path of least resistance then trying to bar the old one. If I want water to go this way instead of that, I make it easier for it to do that. Sometimes that even ment pulling a small rock out of the soil. Once that was done and the water found a new path, the current did most of the digging. Once most of the current was redirected I could pile rocks and mud in the old route to force more current in the new direction. More current: more water doing the digging.

And all it took was a little water in the wrong place to redirect the entire current.

I got to thinking how much that is like sin.

My current (spiritual lives) my be going in a good direction, I may have already carved out a good path to follow (by Gods grace). But what if the enemy comes? What if he moves a small rock here, or puts mud in the way there? How strong is my current? Will I keep flowing in the straight and narrow or will I get lazy and find that it is easier to follow the path of least resistance? A small rock in life might start a trickle that will erode away till what once wasn't a big deal, now is.

So I ask myself, where are the paths of least resistance in my life where is the enemy is trying to wear me away.

Today it's raining again, and I'm glad.

Head Line News

Date line: Tuesday
Dr, Pepper can sales falls in SE Kansas: Experts baffled.

For the last couple months retail vendors just don't have an answer. "They were selling like hotcakes at a lumberjack convention, I just don't know what happened." one vendor recalls. "I just couldn't keep enough cans in the machine."

Ecomonists are unsure of the exact cause, there are many who have their own Ideas which range from Aliens who are now longer interested in cattle lips to Goverment conspiracy. "ITS JUST ANOTHER FORM OF CONTROL" one cries as he was being taken away in a straight jacket.

Most others chalk it up to yet another event that is somehow the fault of President Bush and/or his administration.... along with the earth quake in Japan.. that was his fault too.

Not all retail sales are going begging as one local gas station announced record sales. "With the profit I made in the last months Dr Pepper fountain sales, I paid off the loan on my house and just got a sail boat." The owner boasts.

It's that time again

At work, after the avalanche, we got some downtime.
so.. what to do..

photoshop of course
:)

I haven't figured out what to name them yet..
on a mac control click and open link in new window and on a pc right click and go to open link in new window to see the animal before.

Far too long has it been of late,

I really don't know what that means but I like the way it sounds. Because if you break that sentence fragment down, it really doesn't make any sense.

Maybe in the term that "hey I've been thinking lately that it's been too long...."

But anyone can say that, but I guess anyone can say "far too long...." too,

but no one does.

SO FROM HERE ON OUT, "it's far too long...." for me.

Here goes,


"Far too long has it been of late since I have almost accidently lit the entire state of kansas on fire."

But that doesn't quite sound right either. There has to be a "hark" or a "forsooth" or something in there. Either that or revert entirely to old english, which isn't an entirely bad thing..

Yet I digress, or digest.. one of the two.

I would like to preface this story in first stating that if my actions did cause a fire that would of consumed burbon county, that it wouldn't be entirely my fault. I had no idea the fireworks were going to be THAT large.

Two of us here at work just completed a project for a major firework company. A project that included a photoshoot in which i was a photographer. A photoshoot which took place at the firework warehouse with the worst lighting conditions possible for a such a photoshoot. Most of the problems we could fix, but some we couldn't so we sent a truck to go pick them up and bring them here under more controlled lighting for a better picture and a better final product (catalog).

SO..

Catalog done.

Fireworks still here.

two weeks...three weeks... a month..still here.

After a while and a phone call from our customer, we get a visit from our project manager which resulted in two of us spliting the products.

my half was a box that was 2x2x4 feet completely full of big big big booms.

If I lit two a day every day, I could still be lighting off stuff on the fourth of july...2010.

This make me happy.

Because there is no way I'm going to let these last that long.

SO I had my first playtime that evening I brought them home. I invited my kansas parents over and we made a night out of it. You know the kind that you light and run really really really fast and there's the initial deep "FOOM" and then the stream goes in the air and with a huge "POW" you see like a willow tree? It was like that... but I didn't know it was like that. Til I lit it.

That as well made me very happy.

I just doubt any neighbor within 5 to 10 miles is as excited as I am.

Trying again...and then again

Madness is doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different result

Insanity is when it does after two hours at it.

Work right now is a nice combination of the two.

You would think that a couple hundred thousand dollars of computer and programs would work smoother then this.

But here I sit.

Getting frustraited.

and venting on my blog.



VENT!

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I don't feel any better.

Whilst I await the PC error out again.... and then work fine...... and then error out again (need I say while the macs are running ever so smoothly), I'll think about happy times.

(sigh)