Moments

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Ah. To be back inside of outside. Nancy and I just got back from a week of backpacking the Black Hills of Wyoming. It was beautiful. Tall green pines, vibrant yellow and orange aspens quaking in the breeze, transparent blue skies, purple and white wildflowers blossoming underfoot.

Of course campfires, watching shooting stars at night, enjoying the chattering squirrels and muted nuthatches, and enduring the pain of carrying 50+ pounds on your back everyday were all great parts of our trip, but I had two favourite moments. The first was sitting by a stream in the morning filtering water to drink--listening to the babbling brook and enjoying the peacefulness of being in that moment with nothing else to think or worry about. The second was lying in the tent one night, and being woken up by the huffing, panting, and footsteps of a herd of deer, just outside our tent, and staying awake to listen to the hooting of an owl.

It was Nancy's first ever backpacking trip. If you ask her, she'll tell you that next time she probably won't pack so many clothes. But she had a good time, and it was great to spend time with her, doing something that I love and sharing it with her. Here we are at the end of the trip, a little trail-worn, but very happy.

Bernie

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So a while back, "I" posted about getting a motorcycle. Well, it wasn't true. It is true that I would like to get a motorcycle one day, but that day hasn't arrived yet. However, I did recently splurge and buy a new mountain bike. It's a Trek 4300 for those who care, and it's burnt orange, silver, and black. His name is Bernie. My uber-cool helmet was bought for me by Nancy for my birthday. Isn't she great?!

So far, I've been riding mostly around Lincoln, and in a few parks around Lincoln and Council Bluffs Iowa. I love it. I like being able to ride places and feel environmentally friendly, and I love riding in the parks and enjoying the sights. So far, while out on rides, I've seen white pelicans, various and sundry woodpeckers, a ground hog, great blue herons, white-tailed deer, and lots of other cool stuff. I'm hoping to do a lot more riding this summer. At the very least, I'll be able to put the bike rack that I've been carrying around on my car for the past year and half to use again.

One Dollar = One Tree

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I just planted 10 trees. Ok, not me literally. But I donated to the Plant a Billion Trees campaign, sponsored by the Nature Conservancy. They're aiming to plant 1,000,000,000 trees over the next seven years, in the most endangered rainforest in Brazil.

They've already planted over 200,000 trees in the Atlantic Forest, on Brazil's east coast, which has already lost 93% of its area. The end result of the project--large areas of restored rain forest, the preservation of unique habitat, increased space for rare and endangered species, and 10 million tons of carbon dioxide removed from the atmosphere every year, the equivalent of taking 2 million cars off the road.

More good news--to plant a tree only costs one dollar. I've set a goal of planting 50 more trees by the end of the year. If you feel inspired you can join me and contribute to the tree planting initiative--otherwise, I'll have to plant them all myself :)

[April 22, 2008 - Removed the statement: (although you have to buy them in batches of 10)]

Nancy

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This, is my girlfriend, Nancy, whom I love. Those of you who know her, already realize what a great person she is. Those of you who don't know her, are missing out.

Family and Fun

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Here's a little video I made of my Thanksgiving down in Lincoln. If you're in it, and would like a higher resolution copy, just let me know.

Ologyologist

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When I was younger, I enjoyed collecting things. I went through a stamp phase, a coin phase, an elastic band phase, a rock phase. I mostly discarded these collections as I lost interest in them, or replaced them with others. Later in life, for example, I had fact phases, a book phase, a picture phase. Only a couple of years ago I stopped collecting books (although I do still collect Dr. Seuss books) and facts, and I'm still in the middle of a picture phase. One collection that I stopped adding to, but never got rid of, was my collection of words. For mysterious reasons, I've always enjoyed words that end in -ology. Although I don't really collect them anymore, I still have a list that I compiled when I was in elementary school. So, I thought I would share my collection, since it's just been sitting on my hard drive and gathering dust for some ten years.

Some of the words in my collection, you probably know. Most people have heard of biology, geology, psychology, astrology, and technology. However, there are others less common that fewer people know. Icthyology, ornithology, mammology, herpetology, entomology, and zoology are less well known, but still familiar as the study of fish, birds, mammals, reptiles and amphibians, insects, and all animals. But I went further than that, including hundreds of words ending in -ology, that I plucked from dictionaries and encyclopedias, by painstakingly combing their pages. What motivated me? I don't know. I think I was probably crazy.

Here's a few more that you may not have heard of:

Campanology n. the art or skill of bell ringing
Deltiology n. the collecting of postcards as a hobby
Garbology n. the study of the material discarded by a society to learn what it reveals about social or cultural patterns
Iridology n. examination of the iris of the eye as a primary diagnostic aid
Thremmatology n. the science of breeding domestic plants and animals.
Trichology n. the study of hair and its diseases

There's many other interesting words that end in -ology. Too many to share all at once, however, so watch for more -ologies in the future.

Not Even a Purple Lamborghini

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I love Myrtle, my 1992 Chevrolet Cavalier, in Maui Blue. I know she's Maui Blue, because I've had to repaint several parts of her. Myrtle is a unique car, with plenty of idiosyncracies. For example, about every two months, a pin falls out of the temperature control panel, and in order to replace it, the whole front console has to be removed. Another is the fact that the windshield washer fluid flows out of the reservoir and through a tube that is taped to my windshield. Myrtle might be getting on in years, but don't let her fool you. She's still a sturdy little car, and she's proven it, shuttling multiple canoes and kayaks to the river, or everything I own from place to place.

Ever since I crashed her into the side of a semi-truck, tearing off her front bumper and squashing in her left side, her horn hasn't worked properly. So now there is a yellow FOX 40 whistle glued to my steering wheel. When I bought her, she didn't have any kind of stereo system. Now, the tunes surge from an ipod, plugged into two computer speakers that are plugged into an inverter plugged into the cigarette lighter. This system works great, except that there's a mess of wires and electrical components that sometimes prohibit the comfortable seating of a passenger, or the proper operation of the parking break. Another thing to remember about Myrtle when loading stuff into her, is that she leaks. If it shouldn't get wet, it shouldn't go on the floor anywhere on the left side of the car, including the trunk.

One of the things I love most about Myrtle is the stuff inside of her. She's my home away from home, and it's nice to keep the necessities handy. Didn't have time to brush my teeth on the way out this morning? No problem, the toothbrush is in the center console and the toothpaste is in the driver's door. Need a pair of nail clippers? Right beside the blinker control. Pen and Paper? Paper's on the dash, and there's a load of pens, pencils, and markers in the center console. Need to cut something? or burn something? The exacto knife and lighter are with the pens and pencils. Napkins and walkie-talkies in the glove compartment. Flashlight on the backseat. Tools in the trunk. Or if you get a little bored, there's some musical spoons, toys, and books to entertain yourself with. And if you feel like you want to leave your mark on Myrtle, you can always add your name, saying, or doodle to the others that have been left by travelers, hitchhikers, and other road companions.

I wouldn't trade my Maui Blue Cavalier for anything. Not even a purple Lamborghini.

Intrigue

I walked by a body of water today, close to the edge so that as I walked the frogs that had been sunning themselves on the shore would leap, flinging themselves, toward the water. Some would make it in one leap, and others, the amateurs, would occasionally bounce off the rocks that were partially submerged in the water. Their legs go over their head and their landing consisted of a sometimes upside down, always awkward splash. Seeing them go through such desperate measures to get away from me was somewhat disturbing, so I tried sneaking up on them. No matter how quiet I was, or how slow I was, darn those frogs, they would always see me.

More to come

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People have mentioned (in a complaining sort of way) that I haven't been blogging very much recently, and it seems as though they may be in luck. I have felt like doing a little more blogging these days. Could this be because I feel sorry for them? Probably not. Is it because I have more time? Maybe. Have I felt more thoughtful recently? Who knows. Maybe it's because my fingers are itchy.

Things are a little different now at Boundless. We're down to the core - there is just seven of us now that the summer session is over. It's a tight-knit group and it's fun as well as challenging to work together so closely. We just finished a trip. A good trip. I organized a short canoe trip, which means that means thinking of everything that is necessary, and making it happen. This can be rather difficult when it also involves trying to motivate/entertain/get everybody together to do things together. But I survived, and even though I feel stretched, I think it was my favourite trip yet. Just to watch the change as youth who have had nowhere to turn and no one to love them open up and become like little kids in a safe environment where they could just be themselves. It was beautiful. I'm pretty sure that my trippers enjoyed it too.

stay tuned, more to come.

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I just wanted to let everyone know that I will soon be purchasing the beloved piece of machinery that is pictured here.


What do you think?

Inside of Outside--coming soon

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This blog will soon be moving to http://insideofoutside.blogspot.com.

See you there . . .

I love life.

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This is a picture of me at work. Looking at it, I steal the oft-spoken words of my co-worker: I love life.

Life is treating me well, and vice versa I hope :) I'm loving working here at Boundless, and I'm learning a ton as well. I've become a river rat. Paddling most days, whether for work or on my days off. Camping. Hiking. And the people I work with are amazing. And the work we do is great too. Helping people to belong and be strong. Whether they are high school students, people with acquired brain injuries, mental illnesses, or native youth. If you'd like to see more pictures of me 'working,' go here.

Boundless

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So this is actually old news, but, here it is anyways. In a few weeks, I'll be starting an intership with Boundless Adventures. It's a non-profit organization, that's based on experiential outdoor education. I'll be leading (or at least learning how to lead) groups of people through the wilderness, whilst teaching them things, whether it be canoeing, or conflict resolution. Ok, so, that's the basic gist. I'm not 100% sure exactly how it's all going to work, since I haven't done it yet, but I'm really looking forward to it. In fact, I can't wait.

I'm excited about it, because I'll get to work outdoors, and learn new skills that I want to learn anyways, plus, I'll get to work as part of a team, which I love, although sometimes I'm not very good at it. Plus, I'll get to help the environment in some small way by helping people realize what a great place it is, and teaching them how to treat it right.

Ok, so, all of this might be a little idealistic, but hey, a guy's got to hope. I think it will be a great experience. Wish me luck.

Frogger

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Remember Frogger? I found a place to play it online. I've unfortunately already wasted an hour or two playing, but it's fun!

Pandora's Box

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Music. When I was younger, I never listened to it. Not on the radio, not on a walkman, not anywhere, except in the car, where my older brothers would listen to 80s rock. I used to hate the question, "What kind of music do you like?" because I didn't know what kind of music I liked. I thought other kids would think I wasn't cool, because I wasn't up-to-date on the latest music or artist.

Anyways, those days are mostly over now. I've come to terms with my not musically up-to-dateness, and even the fact that I'm not a music junkie. I do enjoy listening to music though. World Music, Country, Christian, Easy Listening, and more. It has such power over my emotions. Which worries me sometimes. When I listen to music I wonder if my emotions are real, or if they are just being manipulated by Big Music. Then there's music that inspires me to do better, to be better, to enjoy life, and I'm pretty sure that's not a bad thing.

Anyways, just found a cool tool. Pandora Internet Radio, part of the Music Genome Project. It allows you to create customized radio stations. You can enter an artist or a song, or any combination of both, and it will play songs that have similar qualities. Every single track is analyzed by a professional analyst, using over 400 'genes.' Then, as the music is playing, you can give it a thumbs up or a thumbs down, and the station will learn what kind of music you want it to play. Way cool. Right now I have a country station, a station playing music similar to the Weepies (and the Weepies), and several others. You should check it out.

Ah, Glades

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Went snowboarding on Sunday. It's been so long I got leg cramps. It was good times :) I went with my brother and cousins. We did quite a bit of glades, which was nice. It wasn't Colorado glades, but it was fun. There was even a layer of powder from the night before. The view from the top of the 'mountain' was nice too. Georgian Bay partially covered with ice (third picture). Beautiful.

Wait a second . . .

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I use the DVORAK keyboard to type, and this is one of the reasons why. I kept waiting for him to mention it. I've often found myself saying almost the exact same words that goat is saying, to explain why I don't use QWERTY.

Gapminder World 2006

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Check out this way cool data visualization tool, created by Hans Rosling. It allows the user to compare population size, income per capita, and life expectancy, for just about any country in the world, with data since 1975. It was created to help make large mountains of data useable and more easily understandable. Try it out. You can compare countries to each other or continents to continents.

Hear Hans Rosling speak about it first hand, at TEDTalks.

[added 19Feb07, 12:56a] Wow! I just realized that there's tons more data available to play wit if you click on the colour tab. Things like telephones per capita, military budget, percentage of women in the workforce, carbon emissions and a bunch more. Crazy!

The Face of Tomorrow

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Fascinating and really cool--composite images of people from cities around the world.

The Face of Tomorrow

Found this on theta.ca

7 Things God Doesn't Know

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So in some of my spare time (of which I have rather more than I want at this point in time), I've been doing a little freelance graphic design work. Here's the cover of a book that I designed. And here's the site where you can order it--FaithWalk Web.

Uncle Greg

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Well, this news is a few days old, by now, but Alejandra has joined the family. See more at the official baby Blog. I held her for the first time, on Saturday. I'm an uncle. Crazy, huh?

procu(red)

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Check out (PRODUCT) red, for life giving gift ideas.

so long, and thanks for all the fish

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Well, I've been in Washington for almost three months now, and I'm on my way out. During that time, I think I've spent about four weekends in Naches, where I live. The rest of the time, I've been driving around to visit people. It's been fun times. Seeing old friends and making new ones. Thanks guys!

In no particular order:


Carving pumpkins with David, Kristen, and Damie























































Athena, walking by the docks



















Angela and Darcy sitting on the docks















Creating a collaborative work of art with Angela, Darcy, and Athena














Hiking through a burn with Wendy and Terri



















Playing Bocce, with David, Tyler, Missy, and Alicia (hope I spelled that last one right)

















Hiking with David, Tyler, and Alicia




















Taking a break on the way to the beach, with Angela, Darcy, Athena, and Kiefer
















Athena, being a kid

Love and Hate, part III

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I love cheese. Ricotta, Asiago, Parmesan Reggiano, Havarti, Bleu, Pepper Jack, Mozarella, Strong aged Cheddar, Cottage, Feta, Goat, Provolone, Cream, and oh so many other kinds still left to try. Cheese is so versatile. It's delicious: coating a pizza, stuffed in ravioli, melted in a grilled cheese sandwich, spread on a toasted bagel, sprinkled over pasta, layered in a burger, draped over baked potatoes, suspended in a salad dressing, or simply with a baguette and a pear, or even by itself. Mmmm. I might be a vegan, if not for cheese.

I hate killing things. I don't like mouse traps, and I don't like fly swatters. I don't like stomping on spiders or squelching centipedes. I don't kill mosquitos when they bite me, and I think killing snakes is unnecessary. If I find a bug in my room, I leave it where it is, or I take it outside. I wouldn't ever want to hunt. I'm not saying these things are wrong or that you shouldn't. Just that I don't like to, and if I'm around, I'll try to convince you to let the critters live.

TED

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From the TEDtalks website:

Each year, TED hosts some of the world's most fascinating people: Trusted voices and convention-breaking mavericks, icons and geniuses. The talks they deliver have had had such a great impact, we thought they deserved a wider audience.

Check them out here. They're great.

Love and Hate, part II

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I love to go out early in the morning, and look up at the sky and see millions of stars, undiluted by the lights of civilization. To just sit there alone or with friends, and marvel at the enormity and magnificence of the universe. To see the Pleiades shining or Polaris. Or stay up late at night, and lay in my sleeping bag and watch for shooting stars, or peer into the blackness between the stars and wonder how far you could go into that space.

I hate it when people tell me I'm grumpy. I usually don't think of myself as a grumpy person, so when people tell me that I'm grumpy, well, it makes me grumpy. And I hate being grumpy. I like to be happy and cheerful and positive and optimistic. Usually I am. At least in my own mind. Until someone tells me that I'm not, and then I wonder if maybe I'm always grumpy and just think I'm happy, and that makes me grumpy too.

Me, Moi, Yo, Je, Watashi, Ich

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If you would like to see a very creative and cool video, check out Me.

3 Riders

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Driving down Highway 82 yesterday, on my way to visit Angela and Darcy Force and Athena Meraña, I passed three bicyclists. They had their sleeping pads and other gear strapped onto the back of their bikes, and were riding up a long, energy-sapping hill. For some reason, I thought it would be nifty to leave them a note of encouragement. So I stopped by the side of the road, and taped a message and two energy bars to the safety rail.



It makes me laugh to think of their reaction. I wasn't going to put my name on the note, but then I thought, Hey, why not? Maybe they'll look me up and send me a note telling me that I'm a little weird. Or maybe one day, I'll meet one of them, and they'll start telling me a story about how they were on a cross-country bike trip, and some odd person left them a couple of energy bars taped to a safety rail . . .

out in the woods

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Here's a few snapshots of things I've seen since coming to Washington.


Some mushrooms, growing on a log.














Mushrooms scattered amongst the foliage in the Olympic National Forest.














A praying mantis hiding in the grass.














A chipmunk that was stealing food from the bird feeders outside of our house.














Some cool grass plant thing that I can't identify.




















A kelp plant lying stranded on the beach.














A misty evening by the Pacific Ocean.

The Nutcracker Sweet

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So, I'm in Washington State. It's beautiful here. There are mountains here which I love, and the ocean is not all that far either. In fact, just this past weekend I went to the beach--I had forgotten how huge the ocean is. It stretched for as far as I could see in three directions. And the waves were huge. Wow. I was amazed. But . . . . I don't spend most of my time near the ocean. I spend most of it in the mountains and hills just east of Mount Ranier. In the Yakima Valley if you're more familiar with the area. I'm working with the United States Forest Service, on a project involving Clark's Nutcrackers. Much of what I do involves walking or driving around with a little black box--attached to a large piece of metal--that emits a noise very similar to the sound of static on a bad radio station, hoping to hear a beep (see below). If I hear a beep, that means a bird is near (earlier, radio tags were placed on the birds), and then it's a matter of trying to figure out exactly where the bird is. Ok, so that's simplified a little, but that's the basic gist of what I do.



The point is, we're trying to learn about the home range and habitat use of these birds, especially as it impacts on the conservation and restoration of white bark pine, a species in decline for a number of reasons. The birds and the pine have a mutualistic relationship: the birds eat the seeds, and cache some for later, and those that they don't retrieve germinate and grow into new trees. The tree actually has no other way to spread its seeds.

So, that's what I'll be doing until November at least. It's great: lots of hiking and mountains. And I do get to do other things too, like transects, and cone counts, and cone harvests, and maintaining feeding stations and other related activities. I'm learning a lot, that's for sure. It's a pretty sweet deal.

Love and Hate, part I

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I hate moving very quickly. I hate being rushed to get somewhere. I hate not having time to take my time. And I hate power-walking through the woods. I would much rather meander slowly and listen to the sound of running water. Or sit and watch the moss grow. Or just stand there and admire the trees all around me. Or get up on a hill and feel the wind blowing in my face.

I love eating fresh fruit. Some more than others of course. I love biting into a sweet juicy white peach and trying not to let the juice drip down my chin. I love gobbling handfuls of currants picked fresh from the bush. Or peeling away that nasty white stuff on a grapefruit and downing the pulp in a single swallow. Or slicing up a bright orange mango and getting stringies all stuck in my teeth. Ah, the list could go on--oranges, avocados, grapes, pears, apricots, cherries, kiwis, plums and on and on. My absolute favorites, though, are the berries. Blue, black, wine, rasp, straw, huckle, cran, mul, lingon, goose, and I could go on and on again. Mmmm, I think I'm going to go buy some fruit.

summer snapshots

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I spent this summer at Indian Creek Camp in TN. Here's a few highlights, although by no means all of them. In no particular order:


Me, Ryan, and Chris being cows at the Rodeo.















Andi and Gertle the Turtle





















Daniel and Keri enjoying some Lipton's at Fall Creek Falls State Park















James, Rodeo Clown, the least of his talents















Community Impact--appreciating daycares everywhere















Community Impact--a Free carwash, all tips refused















Caution: Gas Leak Below





















Mmmmm . . .















Wow















Playing with fire
















The culmination of five years of craving















Fall Creek Falls, round two















Freezer Burned















Fun times in Smithville