During this incredibly difficult storm, I have decided to enjoy a bourbon and entertain you with some new ideas. I will do my best to entertain you with original content on today's Internet. You can thank me later. Today's idea is based on necessity but is very clever and I am busy here congratulating myself for thinking of it.
I stopped by the store on the way home during this awful storm. So the roads were very wet, but very scary during the day. I arrived at the store and discovered that I could buy just about everything I needed for the day with one glaring exception: hot dog buns.
I really was set on having some hot dogs this weekend. After all, I was going to even make my own chili. That is when I discovered that the hot dog buns were cleaned out of the store. I also noticed that there was almost no instant soup, and that everyone in the store was either at the check out line or at the seafood counter. I decided to think the problem through. Seeing nothing that helped, I wandered over to the bakery aisle, hoping they might have bakery buns. That did not pan out. However, I found that there were some sub rolls. I decided "close enough" and headed to the checkout.
I got home, and decided that these sub rolls seemed to be about four times the size of a hot dog bun. I decided that I could cut the sub roll in half, perpendicular to the long axis of the hot dog. I then took each half and cut it in half with parallel to the long axis. Finally, I cut a slit lengthwise into each half that was left. I now have four hot dog buns!
I know this is a little confusing, so I took some pictures to show exactly what I did.
Go enjoy your hot dogs!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Make Your Own Hot Dog Buns
Monday, February 1, 2010
Another thing...
These are a couple more random thoughts, after a relaxing bourbon. They are a ps to the previous post, so you should go read it first, or this post will probably not make very much sense.
Moving can be a great way to find out some new things. For instance, who knew that washers and dryers were so much bigger these days? The laundry that used to take four or five loads is now done in three. Of course, this assumes that you just don't make even more dirty laundry before doing the wash. I guess you could always buy more underwear, but that trick doesn't work very well anymore. Now, I just run out of shirts or socks too.
Every house has its quirky little things. You move and hope that you won't have any of quirks in the new place. Sort of like a first date when you think everything is going to be great. Then, reality sets in. I have noticed a few quirks so far. The basement has a small room to walk through before going to the large room. There is a light switch only near the stairs for this small room, away from the large room. You have to decide if you want that light on or off when you get to the end of the stairs. I am a little concerned about what is going to happen when the basement is dark and you want the light in the small room off. I see a flashlight in the future. Hey, maybe I will buy "the clapper", and I don't mean a disease either.
The toilets are weird too. You better hold that handle down for a few extra seconds when flushing "solid material".
Who puts an uninsulated garage door in a house, when the garage is next to living space? I guess the people who built our house.
Just a few of life's mysteries that will never be solved.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
The Move
As I write this, I sit in the middle of what will some day be a glorious office. This room has its own private doors and some great windows that look out into the woods surrounding our house. Inside this room, the story is not so good. I see a room with great potential, but right now it is a disaster area. There are boxes everywhere, my computer is on a folding table, and I don't even have speakers set up for the computer. How am I supposed to play classic video games without speakers? Someday, this room will have a network server, serve video to the living room next door, a liquor cabinet, some seating space for guests, and another television. Why the delay? Read on.
We purchased the new house without selling the old one. Stop your whining or laughing, or whatever other snickering you are doing. We wanted to be able to work on the new house before we moved in, and then work on the old house before we sell it. That seemed like a good idea at the time.
We started out by painting the bedroom of our new house. The old color was light green, sort of the color of toothpaste when you spit it out. We picked out a nice green (I am sure Mrs. Alphageek will correct my color description) and began to paint. I will say I like the color but what happened to paints covering in one coat? I guess the low VOC paints just don't cover as well anymore. Oh well, I will call the house "environmentaly friendly" when we sell the house. We also decided to paint the dining room. We selected what we thought was a mild yellow, but the yellow was louder than a 1974 AMC Gremlin! Before I could have flashbacks to my parents house, which had a bunch of yellow rooms at one time, Mrs. Alphageek returned the paint for a more mild option. The new buttercream (light yellow for the color impaired such as me) looks pretty good, and does not scream at you when the lights are on.
We hired some movers to move everything in. I thought the movers were pretty good. At least one of them was a former WVU football player, so he was a pretty big guy. They made moving the big stuff look easy. They are a local outfit and are willing to move some things that the big guys won't. So, when the handle tore off of a bag and the contents spilled all over the ground, I decided it was best to pretend I was on my phone. The movers also lectured the satellite installation guys about taking off their shoes when entering a house, fearing the movers, and not the satellite guys, would get blamed for any dirt on the carpet. I again decided to let these guys work it out while I ran outside.
So, everything is moved. We have spent the last several weekends over at the old house, doing all kinds of work to get the house on the market. The only one I will mention is paint. I don't like low VOC paint anymore. Can someone give me coverage in one coat?
We are hoping to get the old house on the market shortly. When that happens, you will get some updates on a more regular basis. I noticed this web site got slim last year and it is the Alphageek's pledge to bring you more original content this year. Maybe I will do a series of articles on this new office and all of the cool stuff in it. Until next time, why not leave some questions on the feedback portion?
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Top Memories
This is an entry that has been bouncing around for a while. I thought about writing it after this year's Nebraska game, but moved the idea to the back burner for various reasons. Given that "performance" by the VT football team last Thursday, I thought it might be good to give my top memories of Lane Stadium.
This list could include a lot of things that it does not, so I will just hit on a few things. My first VT-UVA game, my first game as a member of the MVs, my last game as a student and MV, the coldest game, my first game and other such things were games I contemplated, but did not go with. I am sure I could come up with many other interesting lists. Instead, these are games and moments, you might or might not see on other lists. I make only one promise on Alphageek's Thoughts and that is that you will get original content from me. So here you go, the top moments I remember from Lane Stadium.
Number 5
Virginia Tech vs. East Carolina September 1, 2007.
I am still not sure I want to include this game, but it kept coming back on to the list. I certainly hope nobody has to go to a game like that ever again. I certainly think it was the most difficult game for any Hokie to ever go to. On the other hand, I am sure every Hokie felt he or she needed to be there. I know I felt that way.
Number 4
Virginia Tech vs. Syracuse October 16, 1999
This game is significant for several reasons. One is the score 62-0 will get the blood going. This was also the first game that Mrs. Alphageek attended. Before that, she was simply the Alphageek's girlfriend. Once the Alphageek found a loyal woman to go to the games with him, he decided to make her a member of the family. She is sill the only family member that is a Hokie besides the Alphageek. An additional bonus: the Marching Virginian's were doing their 25th anniversary that year. We were down on the field before halftime, which made that game an extra treat. I can still taste the electricity in the air from that day.
Number 3
Humes outruns the entire Uva defense, November 27 2004.
Entering this game, Virginia Tech could clinch a tie for the ACC Championship with a win, but that is not the only story I remember going into this game. UVA was bragging that their linebackers were the best that ever played college football and that Virginia Tech could not handle them. I think I am going to let the attached video do the rest of the talking.
Number 2
VT vs. Nebraska, September 19 2009
Virginia Tech wins in a thrilling final minute touchdown. I am not sure that anything other than watching the entire game can recapture the energy, but give this video a try.
Number 1
Virginia Tech vs. Clemson, September 23 1999
Of all the dates, this is the only one I know by heart. This would be my final game without a Mrs. Alphageek. That's right, this is the game I often joke of as our wedding day. Fortunately, Mrs. Alphageek is okay with some humor. I don't know that I can remember a defensive player taking a game over like this, but Corey Moore did the job that night. This game still brings a smile to my face and you can watch the highlights right here.
Note: Looks like the video is not working! I will come back and fix this, if the video starts working again on youtube. Update: I got it working, but you will have to click the HQ icon in the lower right hand corner of the youtube video frame.
Number 0
September 25, 1999
Okay, only the Alphageek would end an article with 0, so I guess it better be good. This moment did not occur with crowds there, or the lights on. Indeed, somebody left the gates open and there were a few groundskeepers around that day. Yes, this the real wedding day. One of the first places we went was Lane Stadium. We had a great time taking some pictures, and it was good enough to get our picture in the alumni magazine, earning us our own little piece of Virginia Tech history. Click on the link here and scroll about halfway down the page to read the article.
So there you have it, my top memories of Lane Stadium. Want to argue? Use the feedback function and leave a message right here!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Secret Origins
Recently, I asked for suggestions for topics over on the Facebook page "Fans of the Alphageek". So far, there has only been one suggestion: what is the origin of the name Fred Warwick? Exactly who is Fred Warwick, and why has he never been seen around the Alphageek? Why does the Alphageek have an email address with Fred Warwick in it? Will the real Fred Warwick please stand up?
Before letting you in on the secrets of the mythical Fred Warwick, I just wanted to make make a few other comments.
If a taxi ever showed up at your house in the middle of the night, honking its horn, I am sorry about that.
If your house ever had a "For Sale" sign in front of it, I am sorry. Whoever put the ten or so "For Sale" signs in front of the Senior Alphageek's house when I was home from college one time, I just wanted to tell you that was pretty funny.
This story goes way back, all the way back to the dawn of time. Okay, maybe not that far, but 7th grade. When I was in the 7th grade, we were required to take some sort of vocational training. I don't think some of my teachers believed me when I told them I was going to Virginia Tech and be an engineer, so they tried to make us learn a skill. That's okay, being right all these years later is what makes the Alphageek. The class I ended up in was Agriculture. I figured I could always grow stuff later in life, if the engineer thing did not work out. or plant a nice garden on the weekends. I don't remember the class extremely well, but we did take welding. I am not really sure about the connection between welding and agriculture, but all these years later I do know that spattering is caused when arc welding with too much current.
One day, our teacher was absent. At that time, it did not occur to me that teachers are real people and might need to take some time off from work, or get sick. So we had a very nice substitute teacher one day.
For some reason, there were tunnels beneath our agriculture classroom. I don't think that was a good idea. I understand that our old middle school is closed and a new one has been opened. That was probably a good move because bad stuff was probably going on down there, in those dark recesses under the school. Someone in the classroom decided that while the substitute was there would be a good time to lift up the trap door and jump down there and see what was in the tunnel. So a fellow student went down there and disappeared. At the same time, someone shouted that the sub was coming back. The door was slammed over the tunnel and a chair placed over it. That probably would have kept the guys out of trouble, but the guy still in the tunnel was not pleased that his return route was now blocked. He decided that he would express his frustration by beating on the now closed door.
The teacher then noticed that someone's chair was bouncing up and down. (At this moment, it occurs to me that the people in my class who became teachers are pretty brave. They went into teaching knowing stuff like this happens. ) (Imagine, my Wahoo friend actually wants to teach. I wonder if this story will change her mind. Probably not. ) The teacher asked what was going on, but the chair just kept bouncing up and down, so he walked over to the student and noticed that the floor under the chair was moving too. The sub asked, and then demanded that the student stand up.
After the student stood up, the door popped up and another student emerged. The sub asked the student's name and the student replied "Fred Herpal" This was not the student's name, as the laughing from the class probably indicated to the sub. At this point, I think the student was "written up".
Ordinarily, this event would probably be forgotten, except that it made quite an impression on me. Being the analyst that I am, I thought that have a fake name ready would be a good idea. Sort of a play on the "do you know who I am? No? Thank goodness." kind of thing. I decided to make up a fake name, in case I ever needed it. I decided that the Fred Herpal story would probably get around to the teachers, so it was out. I selected Fred in honor of the previous attempt. I am sorry to say I don't remember where Warwick came from.
I started using Fred Warwick in jokes, adding him to student lists and things like that through the rest of school. I think I tried to fill out paperwork for him when one of the classes did the "find a friend" thing, which was a thinly veiled computer dating service. I think at some point he may have actually had a class with me for a while. I am pretty sure that several substitute teachers heard the name once or twice. I heard that he got a birthday greeting on a radio station one time, but I had nothing to do with that one. He became an adopted non-person among the people who knew me.
Years later, I needed another email address, so I selected Fred Warwick as one of them, making this the longest running joke that I have participated in.
So there you have it, part infantile humor, part analytical decision. I will let the reader decide Why not post a reply right here on the web site, and feed back your thoughts?
Monday, September 7, 2009
Virginia Lightning, Belmont Farm Distillery
When we arrived, we were given a generous welcome by Chuck and Jeanette Miller. They run the Belmont Farm Distillery. As best someone like me can tell, it is really a farm too. At least there was corn growing nearby. The Alphageek may know gadgets, but farms are a tough one. When we arrived, we took a few minutes to look around the interesting items that are on display outside the distillery. It was quite an event to open a distillery in Virginia, and be able to sell the product right there too. I am still amazed it happened.
After a few minutes, we were given a personalized tour by Mr. Miller himself. What makes this fine site amazing is its size: it is the smallest distillery I have ever seen. Perhaps an illegal still is smaller, but I have never seen one, except on television.
We took the generous tour and got to see the fermentation tanks, the aging tanks and the aging room. The Alphageek does not know his moonshine, so I will just take Mr. Miller's word for it that moonshine is best drunk fresh. Judging from the small size of the barrel room, that is probably true. I'll bet Wild Turkey filled more barrels while I visited than Belmont Farms Distillery has in the entire production area.
We started in the fermentation room with the fermentation tank. Apparently, it was made in New York somewhere, out of copper. We moved on to an aging tank which was very interesting. Some moonshine is aged with charred oak and applewood chunks. The chunks are wrapped up and just placed in the tank, which works for me! The charred chunks provide a flavor similar to aging in charred oak barrels.
We then saw the facilities that are used to filter and purify the water that is added to the moonshine. This is a rather impressive operation. Apparently, this part of Virginia has that kind of lime water that is good for making whiskey, and Mr. Miller certainly knows his water.
Finally, we moved to barrel warehouse. As I mentioned there really are not very many barrels here to observe. Mr. Miller did mention that the used barrels are shipped off for rum makers to use. I say stick with whiskey.
Mr. Miller posed for a picture with, my Fater-in-law, Big Dick. Regular readers will know it is okay for me to call him Big Dick. This is the picture over tot the side of the article. Big Dick seems to be becoming a regular guest here on Alphageek's Thoughts having penned a guest review and posing for pictures.
After the tour, we purchased some used wood chunks for the smoker. Now, I have to figure out how to get the chunks into smaller pieces for the smoker.
Stop by the Belmont Farms Distillery for a tour at this great piece of Americana. It belongs on Roadside America, except that it is too cool for that. As always, you can see all of the pictures here.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Leonardo di Alphageek
Instead, we have exciting news about the Alphageek learning yet another skill. Yes, the Alphageek: Engineer, musician (retired), brewer, and Iron Chef has added anther attempt at a skill to his bag of tricks: painter. I know what your are thinking, he painted his house. I scoff at your ignorance. I have vinyl siding, so I am not painting the house anytime soon.
When we were vacationing (well I was vacationing, Mrs. Alphageek had to work!) at The homestead, I was enjoying a bourbon and watching televison while we were getting ready for dinner. The television went by PBS, and Bob Ross was doing what he
does, creating an oil painting in about 30 minutes. You know who I am talking about, the guy with the big afro. His concept has always fascinated me. After all, 30 minutes seems okay for a pizza, but not to create a painting. I watched the show, and was enthralled. Bob Ross is someone who practices his craft without shame. Perhaps he is even somewhat aware that other people think he is a little out there. All in all, I would say that this trait makes Mr. Ross a closet geek. He someone I can relate to.
As I watched him explain how to paint, a new perspective was opened for me. I realized that he utilizes a few simple techniques to create his paintings, almost algorithms. Admitedly, he is very practiced and exceptionally skilled, but I became inspired to try to paint for myself. I would say that Mr. Ross providing inspiration to others is more artist than geek. I remain pretty certain that anything I could do would not inspire anyone to do anything other than change the channel. After all, it is very well established that Alphageek's Thoughts gets about five readers a posting. I spelled five out becuase 5 looks very small. I am pretty sure this web site is not inspiring anyone to do anything other than move on to another site on the internet.
After I announced my decision to Mrs. Alphageek, she looked around to see just how much bourbon was consumed. She was quite surprised to find only one hotel mini-bottle in the room. She even looked outside. She reluctantly said, well, if this is what you want to do, her voice dropping off to a near whisper.
After a week or two, we decided to head out to one of the local craft stores. We grabbed a coupon from a newspaper or mailer and headed out. I have discovered that one should never pay full price at any of these kinds of stores. Go online, find a coupon and print the coupon out. You can hit print as many times as you need. At the store, get other folks to buy stuff for you, or make Mrs. Alphageek go with you. It may not seem like much, but these 40% off coupons can go a long way. Once we arrived at the store, we headed over to the paint section. Bob's smiling face beamed from the shelf on his own line of oil painting products.
It was at this point that I realized there was another aspect of oil painting that I was going to find appealing: gadgets. There are all kinds of little and interesting doodads that you can buy when you take up painting. You think just brushes and paint? No, there is so much more. You can get things such as brush cleaning systems, knives, canvases, easels and books that Bob has published. Bob's books are targeted to folks like me. That would be folks doing this for the first time, and probably can't do any more than copy Bob. We decided to purchase a Bob Ross Master Paint set. It supposedly had everthing one needs in it, but the Alphageek did not really believe the kit was complete.
After coming home, I took a look at the included dvd. The dvd starts, and there is Bob's smiling face and comforting voice, assuring me that anyone can do this. I decide to play along, and watch. As I am watching, I start to "get it". Bob is using a few simple techniques to paint this great picture in 30 minutes or less. I decide to have another bourbon and watch the dvd again. After watching, I realize I am going to need a few more items. The first is a brush cleaning system. Bob can do his painting quickly, because he can clean up quickly. The second thing is the palette.
I went back to the art store, coupon in hand, to purchase Bob's palette. I walked around and could not find Bob's palette over in his section. I was crushed! I tried to look at some of the other palettes, but the only ones that have that nice classic shape, you know the shape that let's you play the part of a painter, were wooden. Bob said not to use a wooden palette because it would dry out the paint. Fortunatly, my Alphageek skills came to the rescue. I whipped out the blackberry and searched online. I found several stores to order from online. I headed home and placed my order.
The week went buy, and I stopped and made a few more 40% off purchases here and there. Saturday arrived and my palette finally arrived in the mail. I finally had all the materials needed to paint, so I put everything off until Sunday.
Sunday arrived, and I got all of the materials out, and put them in our television room. After all, I was going to need to see the dvd of Bob with his gentle encouragement, if I was going to pull this off. After all, I had to keep telling myself this was a simple application of algorithms. Painting is really not rocket science.
I got everything out, and started to watch the dvd. Bob has all of the colors that you need scroll across the bottom. OH NO, I don't have all of the colors! How could Bob do this to me? I bought the kit and placed my faith in Bob! Fortunatly, my Wahoo friend came to my aid and purchsed all of the remaining colors for me, and brought them to my house. My Rain Man like rant subsided, and I began to paint. My Wahoo friend even left one of her fine children with me, to start and stop the dvd for me while I painted. Well, not paint so much as try to copy what Bob was doing on the screen.
Rather than give you a brush by brush account of the painting, I have attached a copy of the results. I will say that I am rather pleased. My goal going into this was simple: you have to be able to tell what the painting is. I think this painting meets this goal. Sure, it has some problems. I am really not sure what is going on in the lower right hand corner, and I probably should pick a different angle for the clouds and the mountains to avoid the ski slope look, but overall I think the painting came out really well. The trees there on the left side actually look like trees.
I have been asked several times if I am going to try painting again. I think the answer is yes. I will have to either buy some Bob Ross books, or get some of his dvds. I am pretty certain I am not quite ready to create my own works of art, but I would like to practice some more.



