Tuesday, May 31, 2005

The Beer Bike - Revived and Alive

After a painstakingly lengthy winter and an also seemingly harsh spring with our most recent nine consecutive days of rain and depression, the Beer Bike finally hit the trails on Saturday. Oh how beautiful he was after spending a month in the shop being tuned, polished, and greased to perfection. How handsome he looked mounted to the back of the Black Stallion. How stately he appeared covered in mud and grime...

I feel pleasantly relieved.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Mark Your Calendars

Adam, this goes especially to you. There is an upcoming meteor shower the weekend of Jeff and Angela's wedding. New England has great skies for such events, especially in the mountains...with the bears. Consider yourself forewarned...

Here is some information taken from skytour.com.

PERSEIDS (maximum August 12, 17h UT [10am PDT; 1pm EDT])
(radiant drift map from IMO)

Moon: First Quarter (minor interference)

Best viewing windows: Thursday evening into Friday morning, August 11/12, from 11pm until morning twilight gets too bright (4:30am or so). The best hours will be the morning ones. As a second option, Friday evening into Saturday morning, August 12/13, from 11pm until 4:30am. Rates may be fairly steady throughout the night.

Recommended for: Just about anyone in the northern temperate latitudes (but a dark-sky site helps a lot)!

The Perseids are definitely the most promising and accessible of this year's meteor showers. The shower has a very long duration, from about July 15 through August 25. Only on a few mornings around the August 12 peak does the shower become really prolific, however. From latitude 40 degrees N, the radiant is above the horizon as the sky starts to get dark. Rates are pretty low then, and this year the First Quarter Moon will be a bit of a deterrent to early observing. The Moon will set before midnight, however, and the Perseids should rule the rest of the night.

West Coast USA observers in particular should try to hit the Friday morning hours of August 12; expect 40-80 Perseids/hour from a truly dark site before morning twilight begins. The best place to observe the peak should actually be eastern Asia. East Coast observers may see rates in the lower part of that range. Friday night into Saturday morning should be productive as well, with peak rates over 40 Perseids/hour from dark sites and the East Coast favored at least slightly.

While these are the absolute best times to view the Perseids, the adjacent mornings (Thursday and Sunday) will also provide good rates (probably exceeding 20 Perseids/hour). View during the last couple of hours before morning twilight for best results. Die-hard observers can follow the stream's off-peak dates throughout early and mid-August without moonlight interference.

Perseids are fast meteors and tend to be fairly bright on average. An occasional fireball is seen, but these seem to depend on the luck of the draw. Perseids are by no means the only meteors visible; in the morning hours, sporadics and several minor showers combine to add ~10-15 meteors to the total. All of this assumes a dark site with the summer Milky Way blazing away. If you've got light pollution problems, both your Perseid and non-Perseid rates are going to be much, much lower. So, get out to a rural or remote site where you can enjoy the Perseids!

Monday, May 23, 2005

Crap in Your Own Can Part III

In keeping with the zesty topic at hand, my friend has submitted a solution to our problem. Thank you for the help, Brad. I'm already experiencing the freedom.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Crap in Your Own Can Part II

This morning I was in a fog. A late evening in Dover, NH consequently had me cruising down the hallway in a state of oblivion that nearly got the best of me. Quickly, I turned the corner to my bathroom to achieve a simple maneuver of reaching for a paper towel. Alas, I was abruptly met by a closed door. One that I almost planted my face upon; which, I am certain, would have made a cool noise. I did not shut it. Someone else did. And you better believe it was one of the guys. Only an hour into the day and he (whomever it may be) had already broken the quality freshness of the previously aired-out, virginesque women's bathroom.

Afraid to knock and hear a moan or something of the like, I spun on my heel and searched elsewhere for a napkin of sorts. On more than one ocassion I have agonizingly returned to my desk with a full bladder and awaited several minutes while allowing ventilation to sweep its glory throughout the hallway before rehashing the nerve to ascend it again.

What could possibly be enhancing the now obvious obsession? Really, why do they continue using my bathroom to relieve their colons? A number of thoughts have surfaced since asking myself this question.

1. Someone else may be occupying the men's room.
2. Toilet paper is well-stocked.
3. English is a second language to four of the five men. Perhaps "Women" translates to "poop here" in their native tongue.
4. Being 2 1/2 feet further down the hallway, there is that much less of a chance that someone will hear them taking care of business.
5. When standing at the toilet in their bathroom, they are facing West. In keeping with consistency, sitting on my toilet also allows them to face West.
6. My cotton blossom spray is more appealing than their blue raspberry spray.
7. Maybe they simply don't realize that I'm catching on.

I suppose I can deal as long as I don't have to use their's.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Crap in Your Own Can

As I have mentioned before, I am the only female at my workplace. Thankfully, there are two restrooms which are well labeled: Men and Women. I, being woman, choose to use the latter. Mainly because one glance in the other hole makes my skin crawl.

On occasion when I reach the door of my bathroom, I notice the door slightly shut, light and fan on and the toilet lid up. Three pinpointed evidences that the men are sneaking in a poop in my bathroom. Their potty is disgusting enough - keep it in there! Granted, it's cozy and warm in my toilet quarters, but seriously - I don't want their butt crumbs on my seat. They get to stand most of the time, but I always have to sit. I shouldn't have to hover in my own office, that's only supposed to happen in airports, restaurants, and dirty clubs.

So, for the love, back off boys!

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

It's a trip...

Thanks to the riveting technology of camera phones and on-the-cutting-edge progress of Blogger, you can now visit my new picture site, Travels with Lindy. The first picture is one of my haircut. It's not the greatest one, but it works for the time being. Make jokes if you must.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Halle Berry Hit My Head

I did it. For five years, my mother and aunt encouraged it. For three years, I have stared at the picture of Halle Berry. I have stared at my reflection. I have known that it would work, it would look just like hers, and it would be easy. But for some reason, I have turned down the option every time I have walked into Aunt Kathy's presence for a new cut. Finally, last night, she did it. With razor and hair in hand, I let her go to town and chop it all off! You should have seen the pile of dark curls on the floor. I knew I had a lot of hair, but really.

Last night I didn't have make up on, I was wearing a tshirt and jeans, so I looked like an emo band chick. A bass player, we decided. Today I am dressed for work and as one of my coworkers said, "you look like a high class career woman." I laughed at the high class part. I can fake it, but we all know...

Anyway, I already felt sassy, but now I look sassy. It's so easy to do, it disgusts me. Will post a picture on myspace when I have one.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Mom

Truly, I was avoiding this entry like a plague. When I think about my mother, what she meant to me for years and what she will always mean to me, it conjures sensations that are indescribable and quite impossible to compartmentalize. Then I realized that there is nothing that I wish more than for people to know her. I cannot bring her back, but I can share her memory. Sometimes that is all I need. If it is alright, I would like to speak of her in present tense...as I remember her...

My mom is insane. She is one of those mothers that will make everyone feel comfortable, significant, accepted, loved, funny, genuine, because that is who she is. She has friends of all ages as she is capable of relating to anyone at any given time. She is loud, obnoxious, hilarious, fun, creative, artistic, and real. Her wisdom, encouragement, strength, and teaching will last my lifetime and beyond. She is a spiritual warrior, mentor, and knows Scripture like the back of her hand. In no way, shape or form is she perfect, but she truly tries to do her best.

She is a wonderful storyteller and like any other insane mother, she takes sheer delight in making those around her laugh, especially at their expense. She is one of the kids, yet is not afraid to be the bad guy.

She cooks and bakes everything from scratch. She packed lunches (awesome lunches) for the four children and my dad every morning. If she had just made her famous chocolate chip cookies she would send too many for one child because she knew we would be handing them out to our friends; however, I am convinced that Jeff ate them all. When we were young, she would bake homemade honey wheat bread after midnight and intentionally wake us up when it came out of the oven so we too could enjoy the warm, fresh, honey goodness.

She loves Calvin & Hobbes cartoons and most likely because she is Calvin at heart. She can potty train any child in a week flat. She has never purchased a dishwasher because she already has five. She is the glue, core, and life of my family as well as our extended family. Her passion for life is contagious. She is not ashamed of who she is.

Mom does not allow opportunity to pass her without notice. She tackles any task, dream, desire that comes her way. She loves adventure as the unknown intrigues her.

She likes maps. She loves cobalt blue and in the 80s predicted that yellow would be back in style one day. For as long as I can remember her bedroom has been yellow.

She is a bear when she has a migraine!

She has a sick, twisted sense of humor that has developed in each one of her children (and even their spouses) – including an affinity for being on time, camping, CSPAN, Rush, reading, and relationships.

In one weekend she and I recalled over 300 cliches. One of my favorites: “Slicker than snot on a doorknob.” Ones she uses on a regular basis: “The Nardoni bus is leaving!!”, “Let’s blow this popsicle stand”, and “You are slower than molasses.”

She has always pushed me to my potential and expects nothing less. She has taught me what is important in life and has allowed me to fly. I hope that one day I can be half the mother she is.

I only wish you could have met her.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Bump and Grind with Grandma

I don't even know what to say. Read the following article from today's paper...

Doing the fitness bump and grind
By CAROL ROBIDOUX Union Leader Staff

MANCHESTER - Cardio striptease is not your mother's calisthenics.

"Here we go, now — flip your hair. Arch your back. Booty drop-and-roll. Don't be afraid. Make the face — that's right. Now lunge, side-to-side — just a little boring aerobic stretch before we make it nasty," coached instructor Tracey McNutt (heheh - McNutt). "All right, who's feeling that?"

Megan Carr, foreground, is taking the class with her mom, Melodie Fraser, at right. Behind her, 40 women of all ages, shapes and sizes hollered back over the strains of Sir Mix-a-lot's "Baby Got Back," providing the perfect provocative beat for interval booty-shake training.

"When I told my husband I was coming to this class, he thought I was crazy. So did my son," said Debbie Baker of Bedford. (I imagine her son has officially disowned her.)

She was one of the first to arrive for the hour-long striptease class at Focus on Fitness gym. Although she didn't know exactly what to expect, she was hoping for something fun and different.

"We thought about going out to Unwined for a few drinks first to loosen up, but then we wouldn't function," she said. "I'm in my 50s, so I'm hoping just to be able to keep up."

Her friend Terri Robertson of Bedford, who is in her 40s, said they are regulars at the gym on Second Street, and were intrigued when they saw the sign-up sheet.

Going through the motions of stripping for fun and fitness is not such a stretch these days — that's thanks to "Desperate Housewives" Teri Hatcher, who demonstrated her seductive fitness moves on "Oprah" in the fall, and former "Baywatch" babe Carmen Electra, who has a series of instructional striptease fitness videos on the market.

It's the first time cardio striptease has been offered at the Manchester gym, said club coordinator Suzy Santay. She was pleased with the turnout — double the usual 18 or 20 per class.

Tracey McNutt (that really is a great name...McNutt), front, leads a Cardio Striptease calss at Focus on Fitness in Manchester. (DAVID LANE/UNION LEADER)"We're just trying to keep up with the trend," Santay said. "We love making our fitness facility our playground — we're supposed to make exercise fun."

Beyond the joy of hair-flicking or booty-shaking, Santay says cardio striptease can be a liberating and empowering experience for all women.

"What I do whenever I teach a class is to help women feel good about themselves. We spend so much time and energy ripping ourselves down. My purpose here is to give women back that sense of pride in themselves," Santay said. (The pride is just rolling in...)

McNutt, who made the trip from Chelmsford, Mass., to New Hampshire to teach the class, said her experience as a cardio striptease instructor has kept her in high demand since before Christmas. Although McNutt is a fitness instructor who has never worked as stripper, she researched the moves for the class by going to some Boston-area strip clubs.

"It's easy for people to make jokes about teaching a strip class at a health club, but it's really about feeling good in your own skin. I hope that's what we can keep portraying by having classes in the clubs," McNutt said.

Santay isn't sure if — or when — she will repeat the class. It was free for club members and $5 if they brought a friend. (Sweet crap, Mel. What are you doing Saturday night?)

It was the first offering in a series of monthly specials that will include other alternative-to-aerobic fitness fare, including belly dancing and hip-hop.

"Sometimes when you offer something every week the novelty wears off. I like to keep things fresh and new," Santay said.

Melodie Fraser, 40, and her daughter, Megan Carr, 19, made it in the door just before the 7 p.m. class began. They settled on a spot near the back of the workout room.

"I heard Teri Hatcher does this, and I wanna look like her, so if it helps, I'll do it," said Carr.
Throughout the routine, Carr and Fraser kept up with McNutt's challenging and provocative moves. By the end of the hour, they'd learned how to take off their imaginary shirts and pants, and mastered something McNutt called the "booty clap." (Heard of that one - supposedly the fans love it.)

Afterward, Fraser's face registered somewhere between relieved and satisfied.

"It was a good workout. You were very good at it, Megan — too good," Fraser said. "At least now I know she has a way to pay for her own education," she joked. (Oh thank you Mommy!! Shall we take Grandma for Mother's Day?)

Friends Baker and Robertson gave the class four thumbs up.

"It was a ball — I felt my age, though," Baker said.

"Fun. A lot of fun. I would definitely come back and do it again," Robertson said.

Patricia Johnston of Manchester said cardio strip class was something she'd been planning to try ever since reading about it in "Bride" magazine.

"I was actually going to fly out to this place in California to take a class until I heard about this one," Johnston said. "It's fun — and seductive. Something you can put to good use at home for entertaining your boyfriend, or husband." (Like a mixer, duct tape, or washing machine.)

At 40, Santay is old enough to remember the thrust of the women's movement some 30 years ago, which regarded striptease as another way men objectified women and rendered them powerless. (Heavens NO!)

"A lot has changed since those days. So many of us were brought up to feel ashamed of our bodies and our sexuality. We all struggle as women just to like ourselves. Classes like this allow us to feel strong and beautiful — and yes, sexy — and comfortable with our bodies," Santay said.
For Santay, today's spin on striptease is about reclaiming something that's powerful and sensual and key to maintaining a healthy self-image.

After all, Santay said, finding new ways to move and laugh and enjoy yourself is really what fitness is about.

"If someone wants to take home what they learned and make someone's night — that's great. But the bottom line is that what we're doing here is for us, not them — having fun and taking good care of our bodies," Santay said.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

The Shanes

Had the privilege to see the Shanes again on Saturday. They didn't have their full band with them, but it was fabulous. I am in awe.

I'm painting large silhouettes this week for our Mother's Day stage design. It's fun. I am covered in paint.

My dad is packing his suitcase and we are heading to the airport for his destination: home. I am a bit jealous.

Ryan, the four year old of the house, just informed us that he has a giant peanut head. I am laughing.

My hair has reached its point of supreme annoyance. Only two more weeks, I get it chopped. I am thrilled.