Category Archives: Candid Portrait

McHose Park Mystery

On Thursday Jesse and I moved some furniture around. Later in the afternoon we went to check out the frisbee golf course in McHose.

I had heard rumors about this course for quite some time. But I had only seen 1 or 2 holes. Jesse and I decided to find every last hole on Thursday. It came as somewhat of a surprise when it took us almost 3 hours to find all 18.

It was a pleasant surprise to find out how dangerous some of them were to get to.


Disc Golf
Jesse celebrating.

Disc Golf
Note the perfect frisbee form.

Disc Golf
Jesse

Disc Golf
I believe that multitasking is just a fancy way of saying: “Look at me. I’m not doing anything well.” However, I did make a fantastic throw and schedule a pickup of my broken kitchen cabinet for repair at the same time. However, I somehow feel like I could have done both better.

Disc Golf
A good looking throw.

Disc Golf
The best throw of the day.

Disc Golf
Look at the concentration on Jesse’s face.

Disc Golf
I thought disc golf was a stoner’s game?

Disc Golf
Jesse making crossing the stream look much tougher than it really is, but still I’m impressed that you have to cross the stream via a bunch of broken up concrete blocks. Not a course for the faint of heart.

Disc Golf
I managed to find a nice patch of mud hidden underneath some leaves.

Disc Golf
A dangerous bridge. Most of the railing is missing. The bridge shakes like crazy. I love every bit of it.

Disc Golf
Another dubious bridge. Awesome.

Disc Golf
You fall. You get wet.

I admit that I’ve always dismissed disc golf as a stoner sports meant to occupy the time of stoners in between discussing the best Dave Matthews album and waiting for the munchies, but this course may have changed my mind. At least holes 3-11 are pretty intense. You have to cross the stream multiple times in ways that your safety is in question. I love that. The Boone park system has slowly been taking away fun things since my youth because they have been deemed dangerous. Tornado slides. The cable bridge. The tire climb. Merry-go-rounds. This course definitely has some aspects of danger that are missing from most of McHose Park.

I still miss the tornado slides though.

Ottumwa

I spent most of Monday with Sara.

We started the day by lunching at Fresh Cafe and Market. It is an interesting little restaurant in West Des Moines that is only open about 20 hours a week. They specialize in serving an organic menu.

We started the meal with a double shot of wheat grass. I’m not big into wheat grass, but Sara has made me curious about it. This was the fourth different type of wheat grass that I have tried with her. This was also the best. It was a healthy boost that was most likely negated by our supper.

Sara ordered the Hummus & Veggie Wrap.

I ordered the Mediteranian Wrap. I assume that there is a reason why they spell it that way. I chose the spinach tortilla. The wrap consisted of organic greens, fresh veggies, black and green seasoned olives, tomatoes, feta, lemon and olive oil. It was quite excellent.

At the conclusion of the meal we hopped in her car to travel to Ottumwa to visit Jen.


Ottumwa House
Sara likes driving to Ottumwa because there are no turns.

Ottumwa House
We stopped at a gas station in Oskaloosa to get candy. Sara was very high on Big League Chew.

Ottumwa House
Sara was very high on this sucker that reminded her of the Ogden swimming pool.

Ottumwa House
Bailey

Ottumwa House
Bailey

Ottumwa House
Bailey and a neighborhood dog

Ottumwa House
Derrick,Sara and Jen

Ottumwa House
Jackson and a neighborhood dog

Ottumwa House

Ottumwa House
Derrick’s Chainsaw Sculpture

Ottumwa House
This mullet wig would be part of a Halloween costume, if I were to dress up.

This was my first time ever in Ottumwa. It is a town that seems to be fading out of existence, but there are a few nice touches.

In downtown Ottumwa there is an “Adult” Theater. Two storefronts down is a Christian outreach ministry.

We had supper at the Sirloin Stockade. The Sirloin Stockade is kind of a low rent Golden Corral or Bonanza, but it is also considered the best restaurant in Ottumwa.

Before we got out of the car Derrick made a dramatic announcement.

“At some point during the meal they are going ask you if you want a baked potato. The answer to this question is ‘yes’.”

“Why is that? Is the baked potato the best part of the meal?”

“No. But they won’t stop harassing you about the potato until you take it.”

I took the advice to heart.

Our waitress asked us if we wanted a potato.

“Yes, I want that potato.”

Then Derrick, Jen and Sara all turned down the potato.

“What the heck? You told me to take the potato and then you turn it down.”

Derrick answered, “I didn’t want the potato.”

It was the closest to a Willy moment that I’ve ever had with Derrick.

For the record, they never asked the rest of my party if they wanted a potato again AND the potato was the best part of the meal.

An Explosion of Catastrophe

Iowa State’s entrance video is pretty cool. It shows intersplices action from this season with footage of many of the greatest Cyclones in history. The song that plays over the action is Saliva’s Ladies and Gentlemen. The opening lyrics of the song describe the Cyclone season, but not in the way that was intended:

Ladies and gentlemen please
Would you bring your attention to me?
For a feast for your eyes to see
An explosion of catastrophe

The song goes on…

Ladies and gentlemen good evening
You’ve seen that seeing is believing
Your ears and your eyes will be bleeding

At least I can say that my eyes have yet to bleed, but there is still the Missouri game left.


Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Brandon

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Faust

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Photo by Brandon Kahler

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Sumrall

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Weather Lady

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
ISUCFVMB

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Arnaud

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Right before this picture, #44 puked on the sidelines about 5 or 6 times.

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Scales

Iowa State vs. Texas A&M
Robinson

There are about 50 more pictures in the Snapshots Gallery.


Iowa State vs. Texas A&M Aggies

I guess the important thing to remember is that the team is really young and the experience that they gain now will undoubtedly lead to a conference championship in the next couple of years.

Suffrage March

Here are some pictures from the suffrage march on Saturday.


Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

Women's Suffrage March Re-enactment

My favorite sign is from the march is the sign about “Idiots” having the right to vote, but not women.

For some reason that sign reminds me of Buck vs. Bell. The 1927 Supreme Court where The Supreme Court concluded it was okay for the state to sterilize a woman because her mother and her daughter were “feeble-minded” and “promiscuous”.*

Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr. wrote the following in his decision:

We have seen more than once that the public welfare may call upon the best citizens for their lives. It would be strange if it could not call upon those who already sap the strength of the State for these lesser sacrifices, often not felt to be such by those concerned, in order to prevent our being swamped with incompetence. It is better for all the world, if instead of waiting to execute degenerate offspring for crime, or to let them starve for their imbecility, society can prevent those who are manifestly unfit from continuing their kind. The principle that sustains compulsory vaccination is broad enough to cover cutting the Fallopian tubes.

Three generations of imbeciles are enough.

I wonder if the idiots on the sign were related to the imbeciles in the Supreme Court decision.

*Every time I discuss this case, I have to confirm to at least one person that this really happened in this country. Yes! This really happened in this country. Just more than 80 years ago.

Last Home Game

Last Friday was Brandon’s final home game. It was the first time that I’ve been to a Boone High football game since I graduated high school.

It was an interesting experience. Some things have changed. Some surprising things happened. I took some pictures.


Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night
Dan

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night
Behind the bleachers fenced off.

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night
Brandon is #78.

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

Brandon Kahler - Senior Night

I was very surprised to see that the underside of the bleachers are now fenced off. That is where all the good stuff at a high school football game is supposed to happen.

I ran into Dan and had a nice conversation with him. Dan has shaved his head since the last time I’ve seen him. Not a bad look for him.

I ran into Dan’s wife Kim. She thanked me for forwarding on news of her work on attempting to block the strip club/juice bar from coming into town. She was very happy that the news had made it all the way to Illinois. She also revealed the real reason why she wants to stop the strip club/juice bar from coming to town. I’m not sure it is a legitimate reason.

It was also exciting that Sara made it all the way from Des Moines to the game. This was also the first high school football game that Sara has been to since she graduated from Ogden. I honestly can’t believe that she came.

Nebraska Debacle

I have posted pictures from Iowa State’s latest embarrassing debacle.

Here is a taste.


Iowa State vs. Nebraska
ISUCFVMB

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
Flyby

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
“S”

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
Arnaud

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
Injured Nebraska Player

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
Cannon

Iowa State vs. Nebraska
Reggie Stephens

If you follow the link below you will find 94 more pictures from a football gameday that’s highlight was taking down a 16 oz ribeye after the game.


Iowa State vs. Nebraska

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2. I would urge you to try to make it to picture 100 of the ISU vs. Nebraska gallery if you want to see my personal shame from Saturday. I would suggest that somebody that has eaten Cyclone Crunch and makes a mean cherry cheesecake might be particularly interested in that last picture.

Kalona (Part 1)

Some pictures from the trip to Kalona.


Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

Kalona Road Trip - 2008

The beginning of the trip was a little bit sad. It turns out that one of my favorite restaurants, The Kalona Cupboard, has went out of business. We tried out The Parlor Cafe, but it was not anywhere near as good as The Kalona Cupboard. In fact, they microwaved everything. I mean everything.

If you don’t know, I have a pretty big prejudice against food made in the microwave.

On top of that, the “chef” (who both took your order, microwaved it and put it on your plate) asked me if I was an Iowa State fan.

“Yes.”

“How much did you guys lose by last week?”

Iowa fans. God love them, if there is any room left for how much they already love themselves.

After the disappointment of the Cupboard closing and the poor food from the Microwave Cafe, we at least found Yotty’s Ice Cream Shop. It was excellent.

Euphonious

Friday was an interesting day.

Of course there was the high of it being Free Gyro Day, but the rest of the work day went rather uneventful.

It was near 5:30, the time I was going to run out of hours and check out for the week, when my phone rang. This was a bit of a surprise and it caused my dart throw to completely miss the paper with the raccoon on it that has been put up as a makeshift dartboard in the hardware area.

I answered the phone and it was Shannon.

She asked if I was interested in taking a ride in the Ames Party Bus.

This was an interesting development because I had engaged in a few conversations with Becky earlier in the day about how she could put the rebuilt starter in the bus by herself. She had asked me what she should use as a jack to hold the starter in place while she tightened the bolts.

My answer had been simple: “Shannon.”

“Really.”

“She tells me how tough she is all the time.”

I don’t know if it was really my advice that she followed, but after Shannon got off work they managed to put the starter in and the bus started.

Below are some pictures of the adventure.


Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

Ames Party Bus

After the cruise around town, I headed to a special FNSC. It was special because Jay had made caramel apples.


FNSC

It was also special because it was a perfect night for sitting around the fire bowl until 1:30 in the morning.


FNSC

Unfortunately that left me a bit tired for the trip to Kalona the next day.

Spoiled

Last week was National Customer Service Week. I don’t know if this is a real week that exists in the real world, but it is a pretty big deal at the Computer Mine.

This year we got 75 dollars in gift certificates, a travel mug and a 4 port USB hub. Despite all of the goodies, the one aspect of Customer Service Week that I couldn’t wait for was Friday’s lunch. The calendar indicated that they were bringing in the Hot Dog Station to serve us lunch.

The last couple of years that they did this all employees got 2 free hot dogs. I was pumped all week for a Superdog.

Then on Thursday I got an email indicating that the Hot Dog Station wasn’t coming, but the gyro stand was coming instead.

Truth be known, I prefer gyros to the hot dogs, but I was a little saddened.


Gyro Day - 2008

Gyro Day - 2008

Gyro Day - 2008

Perhaps you can’t tell, but once I bit into my first gyro of the day, I immediately was able to turn the switch and I was 100% all about the gyro.

I’ve said before that my job is a lot like The Office. There are some days I can sit at work and figure out exactly what episode I’m living out. Gyro day reminds me of an episode called Initiation. In that episode the company brings in a pretzel cart and every employee gets a free pretzel.

In that episode, one employee said the following:

Stanley: I wake up every morning in a bed that’s too small, drive my daughter to a school that’s too expensive, and then I go to work to a job for which I get paid too little, but on pretzel day? Well, I like pretzel day.

I don’t really relate to that, but I relate to what Stanley says in a depressed voice at the end of the episode:

Stanley: Only 364 days until my next pretzel.

Only 364 days until my next gyro.