10mph

Chris and I just got back from seeing an amazing documentary film called “10 mph”. It’s about a group of guys who decided to do a cross-country tour from Atlanta to Boston on a Segway. They were in Brattleboro for a one-night viewing of their film and a post-show talk.

I’m so happy to hear that Netflix picked this baby up, because it is a must-see. It’s not only about reverting to a simpler way of traveling, but it’s about meeting people along the way who’ve pursued their passions in life, and about finding beauty in unexpected places, and figuring out where you want to go in life with what’s given to you. It’s funny and touching, and I’d easily give it 4 stars for a documentary.

It sucks that this individual mentioned in the movie, “Pat”, promised to give them 20k to support them in the making of their film, then renegged when they were already halfway across the country. I’m hoping that, with enough publicity, they’ll gain that money back and more. (Pat,man, wherever you are…. you’re a douchebag.)

They’ll be having a drawing after their documentary viewing tour in which one lucky person will win a Segway. How cool would that be?

check their site out : http://10mph.com/the-film

Better than closer to fine

On Friday we went to Lowell, Mass for their summer music festival. They have bands almost every week and sometimes more than two a week and it is just nice.

We went to see the Indigo Girls with Melissa Ferrick as an opener.

We arrived at Lowell a few hours before the concert was to start and it was crazy busy. Last year when we went to see Dar Williams we had to problem setting up our blanket then going and heading out to town. Not so with the Indigo girls. The place apparently opened at 8am for a bit then they closed the gates till 6pm and there was a lot of people there, always a good sign of things to come.

We decided to go to a cute little cafe for a snack while we waited for the gates to open again. During this time Kathy pounded me at Scrabble even when she gave me points for all these made up words I spelled. After a nice banana-and-nutella crepe, we decided to head back.

So we headed back to drop our blanket down, and went to grab a drink before the concert started. I had a dirty martini and Kathy had a frozen blueberry martini. They were so-so.

There was definitely an aura of general amicability in the air when we sat down on our blankets. Everyone was there to have a good time, no matter what their background may be.

I do have to say that Indigo Girls concerts tend to attract a unique crowd of people; this isn’t just your regular old apple-pie folk concert. People from all walks of life: young and old, punk and proper, gay and straight. The Indigo Girls tell stories with their music that attract all who have lived some part of what they sing.

Melissa Ferrick opened for them and did a stellar job. She made the crowd laugh with her random jokes and jams in between sets. She did a real funny version of the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s “Give it Away now”.

Last year the Indigo Girls had to cut their concert short because of thunderstorms. There was no alternative arena set up, and when there’s an outdoor concert, wires + lightning= bad news. So they were only able to play a short set.

This year hopes were high as most of the day was clear and there wasn’t a drop in sight. Well, as luck would have it, the Indigo Girls no sooner than commented on what a lovely night it was then a few raindrops fell after their second song. Everyone looked at each other like “Oh,no, not again!”, but they continued on, and luckily Mother Nature was kind enough to let them finish their set without any more rain.

And what a set it was. The two are impeccable live. They sang all of their hits and a few beautiful gems from their new album. They had that “southern hospitality thang” going on with alot of “thanks, ya’ll” in between songs. They played well over an hour and a half and sang several songs for their encore. Perhaps it was the warm, inviting summer air and the all around good vibes from everyone there, but the music just reached into our souls and spread goodness all around. When “the girls” began to strum the first chords of “Closer to Fine” everyone just stood up and cheered…

What do we have to say about the night? It was “Closer to Fine”; in fact, even better than closer to fine.

R.I.P Hotties

Today is a sad, sad day for the donut empire. Chris and I have just found out that the GREATEST donut shop in Orlando, and in THE WORLD, just closed its doors. Yes, folks, Hotties Donuts is officially closed.

You may be wondering why 2 healthy vegetarians would be so upset over something which seems so opposite their lifestyle. Aren’t donuts the devil? Well, if you come to this conclusion then you must not have tasted the aforementioned donut!

We discovered said donuts on a (long, healthy) walk to a (healthy, vegetarian) Indian restaurant which we loved to eat at in Orlando. We spotted the (fattening, unhealthy) donut shop across the way on our walk back.
We looked inside the window and found that a. Hotties does not, nor has ever used trans fats or animal-derived fats in their baking., and b. There were a lot of unique flavors to try. So we agreed that, since we had walked for over an hour, it wouldn’t hurt us too much to try just one. So we asked for a chocolate donut with peanut butter in the middle. When we sat down and bit into it, we realized what insane things people might do for such goodness.

So we took to walking to Hotties donuts nearly every other day in the Florida, oftentimes forgetting about the Indian restaurant across the way. We tried mint-chocolate donuts, orange-glazed donuts, and Boston creme donuts that would make Dunkin Donuts hang themselves by a noose in defeat.

I am certain grown men have wept when biting into a Hotties Donut. I was certain that I’d have pregnancy cravings of pickles covered in a Hotties cinnamon-glazed. Hotties wasn’t just a donut shop, it was a sensation. It put Krispy Kremes around the world to shame.

Now that I hear of the news I’m not sure what we’ll do. When we take our next trip to Florida, what will be our motivating factor for those scorching, long walks? (You see, Hotties did actually motivate us to walk more, so therefore it essentially was good for us….kinda…) It’s sad that we’ll never bite into a peanut-butter chocolate again. Hotties, we’ll try to carry on without ya, but it’ll be hard….it’ll be hard….

George Bush has crapped on our healthcare system

Today I had a patient who just returned from a 2-year military stay in Iraq (“this time it wasn’t my choice to go over there”, he told me). He presented with severe decay and advanced periodontal disease. He was so frustrated with the quality of dental care in the military, and it made me upset to hear it. He still paid his insurance premiums every month, only to receive the absolute bare minimum of care. He got no regular cleanings, and if decay was spotted on a tooth, even if it was a small and easy to restore spot, teeth were just extracted there. He did not want to lose teeth so he refused to have them deal with the decay. So he is now dealing with some major restorative work that could’ve easily been prevented.

I know we talked about healthcare in a previous post. But this outrages me, and it’s frustrating that, in all aspects of healthcare for military personell, this case is not surprising. Not only is there a nationwide healthcare provision deficit, but the lack of healthcare provided for our military-in and of active duty-is simply atrocious. Injured vets are paying out of pocket and/or yet to recieve care for benefits promised to them from the army? When all the troops come home (I should say “if” the troops come home), this problem will only magnify tenfold and increase mistrust in our government (trust and government no longer go hand in hand). I’m not an apple pie and Ford kind of American, but doesn’t this just seem unpatriotic?

Summer Home Ownership

A few months ago we got the Condo appraised and it was suggested that we just do minor touchups. Well it is summer and with the prospect of finding a house anytime soon being as likely as me running for pope, I have done little in the way of those “touchups”. The weather is just way too nice and the weekends too short to spend them painting, scraping, or replacing items besides the fall is much better weather wise for that type of stuff.

So I have been obsessing of late with replacing the flooring on our second floor (sans the bathroom which I already did) mainly due to the carpet we have. I freely admit it was home depot special carpet we bought right after some water damage to replace the horrible stuff that was already there. At the time we needed something ASAP and with kathy in college, whoever could put it in quickest won. The carpet is starting to show it’s age and the installers did less than a good job putting it in. I could attempt to re-stretch it but risk opening some of the seams even more.

So my obsession with what type of flooring to replace the carpet with started. Looking online, all the big box stores, a couple local places, and in CT didn’t really help that much. There are a ton of choices and the ever important cost/value/comfort/environment factor. With Kathy’s allergies too, it becomes a big factor in what to get to minimize any chance of the flooring making them worse.

Well last night at 11pm or so I took the plunge and ordered some solid bamboo flooring from a place in CT, decided that I had to end the obsession. Might as well take the plunge and do the hallway, closet, and stairs and order the bedrooms next week or so. I would have loved to get Teragren which every professional found thought it was good (it is in the dental office Kathy works with too) but given that we are going to be in the condo for not much longer it made no sense (it is pricey). I am thinking of this as good practice for putting in a solid hardwood floor which I have only done once before.

So my obsession hopeful has ended for the time being, now the fun part will begin soon, ripping stuff apart.

4 new things I’m digging right now

http://www.Etsy.com–a huge portal where people hawk their homemade artwork! (Leah should do this!).

Blonde Redhead’s new album, “23”–I’ve just fallen in love with this group, but I’m learning that they’ve been around for a while. A Japanese art student meets Italian twin brothers and forms a band–the rest is magic. They are like the Lush of the new millenium. Check out their myspace page and listen to the title track, it’s fantastic: http://www.myspace.com/blonderedhead

The BBC show, “Coupling”. Thanks to Netflix new “watch it now” feature, we’ve been able to watch this show that our friend Bruno has been raving about. It’s like the naughtier version of Friends, and even funnier.

Yoko Ono, “Yes, I’m a Witch”. I take back anything bad I ever though about Yoko Ono. Sure, she’s a wee bit out there and some of her older “Plastic Ono” stuff is a little TOO avante-garde for my taste, but that’s just Yoko. She is a real artist, and she’s been recently growing on me. I just discovered this new album of hers in which she collaborates new versions of her songs with other artists–she is still featured in all of the songs. Hearing her sing “Revelations” with Cat Power and “Kiss Kiss” with Peaches makes it worth listening to the entire album.

yay!

A collection of Random Sayings-an ongoing post.

These are just funny quotes we’ve heard from various people over the past few months, we thought we’d share them.

“I hope he at least had a nice body”.- 64 year old patient commenting on a recent “streaker” in downtown Brattleboro.”

“Every time you call me a girl’s name, I die a little inside”-Zach Braff , “JD” from Scrubs.

From a French lesbian we met at a concert describing breasts “Just a handful is good for me. Anything more than a handful, I don’t know what to do with all the extra.”

“Idiots are fun, no wonder every village wants one”-Hugh Laurie, “House”

“These deatheaters can move about as fast as Severus Snape when confronted with shampoo”–Fred from Harry Potter’s The Deathly Hallows

“Get your hands off my daughter, you bitch!”, Mrs. Weasly defending her daughter in The Deathly Hallows

“I’m so gay that I was the one sperm that cried “No! No! Don’t make me go into that scary cave!!”-from BBC’s Coupling

“When you go stalking animals at night with a flashlight at a campground, I call it “Night Elking”; of course if you find a dangerous one you are screwed, you can’t shine it do death”–rambling from one of Chris’ online friends

“No one ever said Facism would be easy”-a patient, in response to the current Bush regime

“Giving people flowers actually isn’t all that nice a thing. It’s like saying, “Here…now watch these die”-Demetri Martin

“Cirque du Soleil is like heroin for old people”-Patton Oswalt

“Cheese is the devil’s plaything”-Hugh Laurie, “House”

“We are the sharpshooters, flock of parachuters, necessary voodoo”.-Bjork, Earth Intruders

“That woman needs a brain enema”-saying overheard by someone observing another woman wearing a strange fur coat

Sad state of health care in this country

It is sad of late to hear some people so against some sort of universal health care. I see MA is going that route and maybe people just don’t want everyone to be covered and healthy. I am sick of reading people saying that, “well if you work then you have health insurance”, or the well “companies take care of their employees already” what are these people crazy?? Take for example my wife, almost no Dental Hygenists get insurance. Or several of our friend who are in normal non-government/state jobs who would have to give up a 1/3 of their salaries for coverage. Just crazy stuff……

One more thing, why is it always the men that say women who give birth should not have any sort of government paid leave? Interesting since men can’t give birth that they expect some people to go back to work right after this life changing event. The family leave act is a joke, yes you get the time but almost no companies pay you so can you really take the time. It would be nice if we followed Sweden or the dozens of other countries that offer government paid time off, I guess it shows how little some people value the ability to be able to spend time with ones newborns.

Further Ramblings on this subject, definitely read Dave’s comment it is a good one.:

As our good friend Dave points out, MA is trying something and it is not universal but has brought a LOT of talk lately about how the health care system is zany which is a good thing.

I agree Paternal leave should be their, and by that I mean whatever partner did not give birth. But my second rambling is more about how a women who gives birth is expected to come to work the very next day. Very few companies give any sort of payed recoperation time, nor insurance,  and neither does the govement. Just seems insane that this is not covered in some way across the board, ie. you give birth, you get 2 weeks off instantly.

The entire craziness that follows in getting the proper amount of time off to raise ones child (both partners)  whether by birth, adoption, transfer, is a subject for a new post in the future, which I plan on stealing some of Daves comments for 🙂

Annual Ogunquit Trip-aka “Can’t get theyah from heyah”

Well we just returned, sunburned and weary, from a great camping trip in Ogunquit Maine. We stayed at our usual campsite, Pinderosa, and were surprised to find it packed to the gills. With there only being 2 bathrooms with 3 showers each and hundreds of campers, we were a bit concerned! But things worked out fine.

Our first day there, we realized that we forgot the following things: 1. An axe to cut firewood. 2. Paper plates to eat on 3. A sleeping bag (!). But we managed.

We lucked out with beautiful (but HOT!!) weather every day. Our first full day there it was so hot we decided to head to Water Country, a water park in NH, not more than 30 minutes from our camp. We were happy to get soaked while spiraling down “The Black Hole” and tubing it down the lazy river. It seemed like everyone and his brother had the same idea that day, so waiting in LINE to get wet wasn’t fun. But it was worth it once you got that splash of cool water! While waiting in line, we noticed how many people get bad tattoos. To each their own, but the “butterfly/tribal design on your back” is very overrated, and the “dream catcher with a tiger in it” is a little too much. And not everything with eagle claws around it looks cool. But tats are tats and we shouldn’t judge, really.

Our second day we headed to Drake’s Island, a small beach in Wells, Maine. We were happy to spend that day in the 90 degree heat with the cool ocean breeze surrounding us. The breeze can be deceiving, however; we thought we were meticulous with the sunscreen but when you’re not sweltering you forget how much sun exposure you really get. Hello, major sunburn!

Day 3 was spent at the outlet stores in Kittery Maine, because we wanted to nurse our sunburns and stay out of the sun, but it was too hot to do anything else!

Every night at dusk we headed over to Footbrige beach and took a nice long, romantic shorewalk into downtown Ogunquit for “Kathy dinner” (ice cream, of course). Downtown Ogunquit is charming with nice little shops and cafes. Overall the atmosphere is very small town and friendly.

A good 90 percent of the campers at our campground were from Quebec. Everyone was extremely nice and polite, yay Canadians! It was also nice to hear nearly everyone speaking French. It felt like a European vacation. In the evening, we’d see many families sitting down to a nice dinner via campfire light, with glasses of wine and cheerful conversation. It was such an amiable atmosphere. One night while we were on the beach, a nice French Canadian man saw that we were trying to take a picture of us, and without being asked he ran over to our rescue and made sure he took one just right. He only spoke French but seemed pleased when I told him he was ” tres gentile”. It seems that at least in one country, politeness hasn’t gone out of style.

We had some good eats while we were in Maine (sorry, no lobster for us). Breakfast was our usual meal out as it was an easy vegetarian bet. We had decent veggie benedict at the Maine Diner, yummy french toast at Nancy’s kitchen, mediocre omelettes at The Egg and I (not worth the wait in line!), and fabulous lemon bread french toast at the Amore cafe, complete with fresh blackberries and blueberries. They even gave you coffee while you waited in line, allright!

Most days we ate a late lunch back at the campsite. Our favorite new thing to eat is corn on the cob, grilled with the husks intact, then covered with basil chevre. Beats a pat of butter any day! We stocked our cooler with plenty of ice cold Coronas and sliced lime, which was the perfect thing on a hot day. We ate jiffy pop and s’mores, camping traditions; and some not-so traditional eats such as grilled frozen stuffed pretzels (they were good!).

Dinners usually consisted of ice cream in some form, usually a frozen yogurt on our nightly beach walks. One night we ate at a little ice cream place called “Sundaes at the Beach”, which made their own ice cream and had a make-your-own-sundae bar. Yum!

It was a nice little break from the usual grind, a time to unplug and unwind and have no outside distractions like phone or email to weigh you down. We had fun just hanging around reading books (note to self : “A Thousand Splendid Suns” by Khaleid Hosseini is an excellent book. WAY too sad, however, for a vacation read!). I beat Chris at rummy most nights but he was a good sport, AND he taught me how to play poker! He also defended us from the possibility of scary bears.

As much as we miss the smell of citronella and fire, the feel of the ocean breeze and the taste of smores, it is kinda nice to be home. Especially to be able to go to the bathroom at night without taking a flashlight with you and walking 1/2 mile!
Photos located on the next page
Continue reading