Sunday, August 07, 2005
What's A Turntable?Things didn't quite go as originally planned last evening, but it was still an enjoyable evening despite the set-backs. We headed out to the Classic Car Show as planned on the bike, for the short eight mile drive to the Square. When we left home, the weather was fine but, just a few miles down the road, the skies turned dark and a thunderstorm hit. As any veteran biker will tell you, you're not a real biker unless you ride in the rain, so we just kept going, hoping for the best. By the time we reached the Square, just a few more miles away, the rain had passed . . . but, not before we were a bit soaked in the process. We met up with our friends, grabbed a quick dinner at one of the local restaurants just off of the Square, and set out to check out the cars. There were definitely some great old cars on display. Time kept ticking by but the Jazz Night at the Wachovia Summer Concert Series didn't seem to be materializing. When we passed by the grandstand, the musicians were packing up their equipment and leaving. It seems the thunderstorm that had passed over earlier had dampened their spirits, and they weren't going to risk hooking up all the electrical equipment in the event another storm passed through. I was really in the mood for some jazz, so I suggested that we check the Irish Pub to see if they had anyone playing there. When we checked, they said they were "in the process of trying to get someone in" -- evidently a last-minute attempt to cash in on the cancelation of the jazz show that was scheduled across the street. Not wanting to hold out for a "maybe," we decided to head back to our friends' house to shoot a little pool, play some darts, hang out and listen to some music there. On the ride back, it began a slow drizzle again, but we managed to make it in before the next heavy thunderstorm hit. Nestled safe and sound in our friends' huge rec room that has been decorated in a full island decor, Barbara and I sipped Disaronno on the rocks, while my s.o. and Charles played a little Cricket, shot a little pool, and we all listened to some classic old LPs from Charles' massive collection. Outside the thunder accompanied the music, and the rain fell in a steady downpour, while I looked through stacks of albums -- pulling out ones I wanted to hear. LPs still sound great when the turntable is mint, and the speakers are superior. Barbara's nephews had been over earlier in the week and they were fascinated by the turntable; they didn't have a clue what it was, what records were, or what the two did when put together. We listened to classic Van Morrison, Pure Prairie League, Heart, Supertramp, The Who, The Stones, The Beatles, and more. Talk about a Big Chill moment . . . it was definitely a classic Big Chill moment! Today, we decided that the hideous fluorescent fixture in the kitchen had to go. I've hated it since we moved in but, for some reason, the builder thought it was a good feature for the house . . . most of the features in the house are positive -- the columns, the high ceilings, the open catwalk on the upper level, the tons of windows (unless you consider the window treatment costs), the transoms in the entrances to the LR, FR, and DR, and many more . . . but, the fluorescent light was cheap-looking, didn't provide enough light, and didn't look appropriate to the cabinetry and style of the kitchen. In our family room, we have a large ceiling fan with five lights. The fan is white with pewter accents -- and, our kitchen cabinets are white with pewter knobs . . . so, why not move the fan into the kitchen? That's exactly what we did. And, we purchased a new fan for the family room -- a Harbor Breeze 52" Aged Bronze Baja Fan with an additional acorn-style light kit. It has five blades that are made to resemble large wicker fans. The changes were just what both the kitchen and the family room needed for a little 'kick' A couple of months ago my s.o. upgraded his XM Satellite radio to a new unit, and received the free Roady in the process. Of course, it was a mail-in offer, and the paperwork said it would take up to three months to receive the Roady. The U.P.S. guy arrived on Friday with my Roady. We're planning on installing it in my car later this afternoon, if inertia doesn't keep its dangerous hold. My upcoming week is unbelievably hectic. I don't even want to think about my schedule as it would make me exhausted just thinking about it. So, for now, I'm going to grab a bottle of water, put my feet up on the sofa, and chill for a while . . . Category:: This Thing Called Life" I'm a Member of the: << # Bitch Club ? >> BlogRollin' other WebRing Members: Harley-Davidson Motorcycles Alabama Crimson Tide Football BlogHop.com!
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