Magician:Apprentice
Magician:Master
Silverthorn
Darkness at Sethanon by Raymond Fiest.
Sandworms of Dune by Brian Herbert
High Druid of Shannara: Jarka Ruus by Terry Brooks
Mainspring by Jay Lake
Star Trek,TNG:Q and A by Keith DeCandido
No Country for Old Men by Cormic Mcarthy
Serenity: Those Left Behind (graphic novles count) by Joss Weadon
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Good Service Hutch's Bike Shop
I had bought a bike a few months ago from Hutch's Bike Shop. Last week I crashed pretty good, and my bike was in-need of some repairs.
My handle bars were lose, my brakes weren't working, when I shifted the bike would make some weird noises, and one of my tires was going flat. I dropped it off at Hutch's while I was doing my laundry across the street, and 20 min. later I went to go pick it up.
The guy who had fixed it handed me the handle bars and said have a nice day. The cost of these repairs? Nothing, since I bought the bike there, they fixed it for free.
I just wanted to give a kudos to Hutch's for being good at customer service.
My handle bars were lose, my brakes weren't working, when I shifted the bike would make some weird noises, and one of my tires was going flat. I dropped it off at Hutch's while I was doing my laundry across the street, and 20 min. later I went to go pick it up.
The guy who had fixed it handed me the handle bars and said have a nice day. The cost of these repairs? Nothing, since I bought the bike there, they fixed it for free.
I just wanted to give a kudos to Hutch's for being good at customer service.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Brother's wedding.
I bought plane tickets for my brother's wedding today. I got them for less than $200, so I was happy. Then a co-worker remarked "I hope that airline isstill in buisness in September".
What a horrible thought.
Speaking of Horrible, Joss Weadon the creater of Firefly, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer is making some Web tv shows called "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog".
I have seen only the first one, and I really liked it.
What a horrible thought.
Speaking of Horrible, Joss Weadon the creater of Firefly, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer is making some Web tv shows called "Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog".
I have seen only the first one, and I really liked it.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Dirty Thieves!
This blog is for my Bend area readers mostly.
A co-worker of mine recently bought an $850 mountian bike. Actually he got it less than 48 hours before someone stole it from the bike rack outside of work. Cut through a huge bike chain and no one noticed.
Ace is a really hard working guy, who spent most of an entire months pay on a bike he really really wanted.
I hope whom ever stole his bike gets some good come-uppens.
A co-worker of mine recently bought an $850 mountian bike. Actually he got it less than 48 hours before someone stole it from the bike rack outside of work. Cut through a huge bike chain and no one noticed.
Ace is a really hard working guy, who spent most of an entire months pay on a bike he really really wanted.
I hope whom ever stole his bike gets some good come-uppens.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Taco Tuesday
I went to El Burrito for taco Tuesday this week. I found that they had a happy hour special of $2 tacos.
I know Jason, the owner, and knew that if I ordered 10 of them I would regret it. So I ordered 4. Hands down the best tacos I have had. I was stuffed, and I am a big guy. Probably 4 ounces of meat, a bunch of fresh lettuce, three cheeses, tomatoe, and a slice of avocado, wrapped in a semi-fried white corn tortilla. I was wary about it at first, but it was fried enough to hold the shape, and soft enough not to break while eating.
I love this place anyway, but these tacos and the $3.50 blackberry margaritas will be there everyday from 3-5pm.
I know Jason, the owner, and knew that if I ordered 10 of them I would regret it. So I ordered 4. Hands down the best tacos I have had. I was stuffed, and I am a big guy. Probably 4 ounces of meat, a bunch of fresh lettuce, three cheeses, tomatoe, and a slice of avocado, wrapped in a semi-fried white corn tortilla. I was wary about it at first, but it was fried enough to hold the shape, and soft enough not to break while eating.
I love this place anyway, but these tacos and the $3.50 blackberry margaritas will be there everyday from 3-5pm.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Another lesson learned in the wods.
Over a year ago, some Friends and I went into the forest to camp for a few days. We stock piled huge piles of dry dead fall, and loose wood. We also put the cardboard six-packs in the pile as fire starters. I distinctly remember leaving some of the cardboard out in the forest, thinking it would decompose.
Last week I revisited my former spot and was shocked to see that not only had the cardboard not decomposed, but I could still read the Buzzsaw Brown logo on the side. Needless to say I am very disappointed at my decision to leave it out there, and will be a better steward of my forest.
Last week I revisited my former spot and was shocked to see that not only had the cardboard not decomposed, but I could still read the Buzzsaw Brown logo on the side. Needless to say I am very disappointed at my decision to leave it out there, and will be a better steward of my forest.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Rich Jandt Adventure #7
I was camping this weekend and had an adventure.
All day Tuesday and all day Wednesday I heard a noise coming from somewhere near my trailer. I don't know what the noise was, but it sounded kinda like a loud growling grumbling noise. Short, reverberating, low in tone. For two days I hear this thing and I finally had enough of it.
It's Wednesday about dusk, 9pm or so. I grab a handheld LED light, put my German Shepard on his working leash, and strap on my Walther p22. The sound was emanating from about a half mile away from where I was parked. (In the Decshutes national forest). The terrain around this part of the woods is spider-webbed with dirt bike trails, yet there are thick brambles and bushes about eye level so you can't see more than 5 feet in front of yourself.
I start working my way to the sounds, criss crossing several trails and peering around bushes before I step into the clearings behind them. I am holding the leash in one hand, and the light in the other. As I near the sound I become a little spooked. I am not sure if it is the proximity to the sound, or My own feelings that set my dog off, but I could tell he did not want to continue. He was circling me, yipping and whining.
I am not good at judging distances by sound, but I was a lot closer than I started, and had gone about half a mile. My dog finally sat down and refused to continue, so i had not choice but to return to my trailer.
Upon entering the clearing where my trailer was parked, I remembered a second forestry road that flanked the sounds position. I turned down to the other road noticing that it was full on dark now. The sounds had never stopped, and had in fact increased in number. As I walked down this second road I relied more and more on the handheld LED than before.
When I came to a spot that seemed right in front of the sound, We started to walk onto the woods. After crossing a few of the trails my dog started his yipping again, and the noise was at it's pinnacle. I could feel it reverberating in my chest.
To be honest with you, I lost my nerve at this point. I was turning around and the light in my hand shone directly at the bush in front of me and it came alive. It was shaking, and I thought something was coming out of it.
I quickly ran back to the road, the sounds of something huge crashing through the bushes following me. When I reached the road I put the light into my pocket, and drew my pistol. With a loud "ck-chink" I loaded a round into the chamber and I spun to meet the charging animal.
Nothing emerged from the bush, but I could hear it breathing and making the same low sounds. I was at least one half mile from my trailer, and it was around a corner, so I couldn't take a short cut. I moved very quickly from my position on the side of the road into the middle of it. And moved down the road. My dog suddenly found his speed and dragged me faster than I had moved in a while. Hearing crashes behind me, I looked to see the front line of bushes crashing and moving as something huge was pushing into them from the back, following me back to the trailer.
Luckily I had left the door open, and we jumped into it and I slammed the door shut, setting the lock instantly. I looked out the window and saw the wave of movement behind the bushes stop directly across from me.
Yeah, real good night sleep last night.
All day Tuesday and all day Wednesday I heard a noise coming from somewhere near my trailer. I don't know what the noise was, but it sounded kinda like a loud growling grumbling noise. Short, reverberating, low in tone. For two days I hear this thing and I finally had enough of it.
It's Wednesday about dusk, 9pm or so. I grab a handheld LED light, put my German Shepard on his working leash, and strap on my Walther p22. The sound was emanating from about a half mile away from where I was parked. (In the Decshutes national forest). The terrain around this part of the woods is spider-webbed with dirt bike trails, yet there are thick brambles and bushes about eye level so you can't see more than 5 feet in front of yourself.
I start working my way to the sounds, criss crossing several trails and peering around bushes before I step into the clearings behind them. I am holding the leash in one hand, and the light in the other. As I near the sound I become a little spooked. I am not sure if it is the proximity to the sound, or My own feelings that set my dog off, but I could tell he did not want to continue. He was circling me, yipping and whining.
I am not good at judging distances by sound, but I was a lot closer than I started, and had gone about half a mile. My dog finally sat down and refused to continue, so i had not choice but to return to my trailer.
Upon entering the clearing where my trailer was parked, I remembered a second forestry road that flanked the sounds position. I turned down to the other road noticing that it was full on dark now. The sounds had never stopped, and had in fact increased in number. As I walked down this second road I relied more and more on the handheld LED than before.
When I came to a spot that seemed right in front of the sound, We started to walk onto the woods. After crossing a few of the trails my dog started his yipping again, and the noise was at it's pinnacle. I could feel it reverberating in my chest.
To be honest with you, I lost my nerve at this point. I was turning around and the light in my hand shone directly at the bush in front of me and it came alive. It was shaking, and I thought something was coming out of it.
I quickly ran back to the road, the sounds of something huge crashing through the bushes following me. When I reached the road I put the light into my pocket, and drew my pistol. With a loud "ck-chink" I loaded a round into the chamber and I spun to meet the charging animal.
Nothing emerged from the bush, but I could hear it breathing and making the same low sounds. I was at least one half mile from my trailer, and it was around a corner, so I couldn't take a short cut. I moved very quickly from my position on the side of the road into the middle of it. And moved down the road. My dog suddenly found his speed and dragged me faster than I had moved in a while. Hearing crashes behind me, I looked to see the front line of bushes crashing and moving as something huge was pushing into them from the back, following me back to the trailer.
Luckily I had left the door open, and we jumped into it and I slammed the door shut, setting the lock instantly. I looked out the window and saw the wave of movement behind the bushes stop directly across from me.
Yeah, real good night sleep last night.
Monday, July 7, 2008
A toal loss of logic.
I have had a few surprising conversations recently.
I met a woman, lets call her Fran. Now Fran was telling me that she is a vegetarian. I asked her why she was a vegetarian, and she listed health reasons, environment reasons, taste, and "most importantly sanctity of life". We talked a bit at the bar about how she is a budest and all animals are embedded with the same spark of life and each carries a soul that at one time could have been a human.
Since we were already talking about a taboo subject, I asked her about politics. She went off on the normal left-wing hates everything Conservative, her biggest issue being how the conservatives are taking away basic human rights such as a "woman's reproduction cycle".
I had already had a similar conversation with a friend earlier in the week about this topic, and I knew she meant abortion. So I asked her why it was evil to kill an animal to eat, but a "right" to kill an innocent baby? If you didn't know, this is where I turned into a woman hating Conservative.
After her going off for about 20 minutes about society looks down on women and how abortion is the only way for women to be free of the male dominated world, I interrupted her and plainly accused her of limiting the rights of women because every female baby that was murdered was denied all freedom, including her "reproductive rights".
It just dosn't make any sence. Animals have more rights that unborn children? That just dosn't make sence. Anyway it turns out that just like most left wing wackos Fran is also close minded. I was called a few choice names for defending the rights of women, and was promptly given the finger.
(which is usually funny to me, but all I could think about at the time were dead babies so it hurt a bit)
I met a woman, lets call her Fran. Now Fran was telling me that she is a vegetarian. I asked her why she was a vegetarian, and she listed health reasons, environment reasons, taste, and "most importantly sanctity of life". We talked a bit at the bar about how she is a budest and all animals are embedded with the same spark of life and each carries a soul that at one time could have been a human.
Since we were already talking about a taboo subject, I asked her about politics. She went off on the normal left-wing hates everything Conservative, her biggest issue being how the conservatives are taking away basic human rights such as a "woman's reproduction cycle".
I had already had a similar conversation with a friend earlier in the week about this topic, and I knew she meant abortion. So I asked her why it was evil to kill an animal to eat, but a "right" to kill an innocent baby? If you didn't know, this is where I turned into a woman hating Conservative.
After her going off for about 20 minutes about society looks down on women and how abortion is the only way for women to be free of the male dominated world, I interrupted her and plainly accused her of limiting the rights of women because every female baby that was murdered was denied all freedom, including her "reproductive rights".
It just dosn't make any sence. Animals have more rights that unborn children? That just dosn't make sence. Anyway it turns out that just like most left wing wackos Fran is also close minded. I was called a few choice names for defending the rights of women, and was promptly given the finger.
(which is usually funny to me, but all I could think about at the time were dead babies so it hurt a bit)
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