Katrina 1, New Orleans 0

I came across this photograph (AP Photo/David J. Phillip) on a news site and wanted to share it. It’s a shot of the floodwaters from Hurricane Katrina as they filled the streets near downtown New Orleans this morning. Absolutely amazing.

Hurricane Katrina Floods New Orleans

Moving With Room to Spare

Mammoth Moving Company

In order to make my move last week as smooth as possible, I needed to rent a moving truck. I had planned on getting a 10- or 15-foot truck so that I could do the move all in one shot, and made the reservation accordingly. However, in the words of Jerry Seinfeld, the rental company was able to take the reservation, but they weren’t able to hold the reservation. So, I arrived at the truck rental place and they had no clue who I was or why I was there. (Hint: I wanted a truck.)

Well, after some head scratching and obscenity sharing behind the counter, they came to the conclusion that all of the 10- and 15-foot trucks were rented, and all they had left was a 24-foot truck. Doing some quick math in my head, I realized that the truck was probably two times larger than what I needed, but it should work out. I was not ready for Big Bertha, though.

The woman escorted me out to the truck and started it up. It took two people – armed with flags, mind you – to back the truck out of its holding cell and get it prepped for me. There it was — a 24-foot dock height diesel GMC C7500 truck, complete with two steps to get into the cab, and a GVW of 26,000 pounds. (Apparently, that’s the maximum weight for a class D license. One pound more would require me to attend trucking school.) There is nothing like overkill for moving a small amount of stuff.

Long story short, it was fun to drive around and see the tops of the SUVs, and even more fun to drive a vehicle with air brakes, but I think I’m all set with dock height trucks for the near future.

Keeping Up Memorial Day

Tomb of the Unknowns, Arlington National Cemetery Not long ago I heard a young man ask why people still kept up Memorial Day, and it set me thinking of the answer. Not the answer that you and I should give to each other-not the expression of those feelings that, so long as you live, will make this day sacred to memories of love and grief and heroic youth–but an answer which should command the assent of those who do not share our memories …

[…snip…]

… So to the indifferent inquirer who asks why Memorial Day is still kept up we may answer, it celebrates and solemnly reaffirms from year to year a national act of enthusiasm and faith. It embodies in the most impressive form our belief that to act with enthusiam and faith is the condition of acting greatly. To fight out a war, you must believe something and want something with all your might. So must you do to carry anything else to an end worth reaching. More than that, you must be willing to commit yourself to a course, perhpas a long and hard one, without being able to foresee exactly where you will come out. All that is required of you is that you should go somewhither as hard as ever you can. The rest belongs to fate. One may fall-at the beginning of the charge or at the top of the earthworks; but in no other way can he reach the rewards of victory.

[An excerpt of a Memorial Day address delivered by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr., May 30, 1884, at Keene, N.H., before John Sedgwick Post No. 4, Grand Army of the Republic.]

And it Comes in a Shiny Aluminum Case

Stacked Poker Chips It’s on the Travel Channel almost every day.

You can practice it on TLC’s web site when you’re really, really bored.

The average jackpot in tournaments has grown tenfold in as many years, just due to the increase in popularity.

What is it? Well, it’s Texas Hold’em, of course. Perhaps the most fun of poker games (mainly because it’s more a community game than a looking-at-your-cards-and-weeping style game), Hold’em is pretty addictive when you’re actually playing. Like most games, it has its own lingo and the stats folks get a kick out of computing the odds of each hand, but it’s really not all that hard to learn.

Last weekend, Laura and I went to our friends Amanda and Jim’s house to play poker. (For background info, Jim is a numbers guy and loves to play for money, so we made him dumb it down for us and use fake cash, a.k.a. poker chips, instead!) It was such a blast and so addictive that I had to go out the next day and get a poker chip set of my own. And, in typical style, it’s not any ordinary poker chip set. Nay, this set comes in an aircraft-grade aluminum case lined with black padding and an eggshell lid. The chips are all 11.5g clay composite chips, which means absolutely nothing to me except that they feel cool and weigh 21 pounds in the case. Plus, I now have another excuse to have people over, which makes me happy.