As captain of my team in the Glen Cairn Men's Fastball League, I have to find spares if we will be
short of players for a game. We were
down to six players one night. I spent
the whole day trying to find three spare players. I emailed and phoned everyone on the team
lists before I finally found three players for the 6:30 game. Then when I got to the diamond at 6 o'clock, I found out the other team wasn’t going to show up. What
a drag!
For many years, I kept a family diary devoted to good news and funny stories about my family while the girls were growing up. I stopped a few years ago. I am thinking of starting it up again because I have noticed that a lot of good and funny things are happening to my wife and I.
Saturday, 29 November 2014
Radar Chick
As the scheduler for my two fastball leagues, I have to be
close to my computer on any days which might have rain. Barb and I spend a lot of time looking at the radar on the computer trying to
predict whether it will rain at game time.
If we think it will rain at 6:30, I have to call the captains and the
umpires to cancel the game by 5 pm so that the league doesn’t have to pay for the umpires
and the field.
I call Barb "radar chick" and always ask her opinion on the radar information.
One day Roger, a captain in the Trend Arlington league,
called me around 4 pm suggesting the game that night should be cancelled because of
rain. Barb thought he was crazy. She thought the rain would stop and the field
would be fine by game time. I drove to
the diamond to check it out. It wasn’t
bad. However, he convinced me to cancel
the game.
The rest of the players in the league thought I had made a
terrible mistake. The rain did stop and the sun came out and dried the field. I realized later why
Roger wanted to cancel the game so bad was because he couldn’t field a team and
didn’t want to default.
Emails from the Pickleball Ambassador
Barb and I get a laugh out of the emails the pickleball Ambassador sends out to everyone in the pickleball community. They are very long and detailed. She tries to micromanage
things to the greatest extent we have ever seen. She treats the
pickleballers like children.
She organized a pickleball meeting at a church in Westboro. She included a detailed description of the
neighbourhood. She told everyone where they could buy a cup of coffee and a snack (there were two or three places) and where they could have lunch if they wanted to (there were different places depending on what you wanted to eat and how much you wanted to spend). Then she said you can either eat before the meeting or bring your lunch or snacks to the meeting. There will be tables set up in the meeting room.
Barb was laughing at first.
Later, she was just annoyed.
Barb went to the meeting and got roped into being on executive committee of the
Pickleball Association.
So now she will get more emails like this one.
Sunday, 23 November 2014
Barb’s Pickleball Frustrations
Barb played in a few pickleball tournaments this summer in Southern Ontario.
She was particularly frustrated with her partners. In one tournament, her women’s doubles
partner took some Benadryl before the finals because of a small injury. When the game started, her partner was too
spaced out to play. Barb didn’t know
what was wrong with her. She thought her
partner was nervous and choked. When she
found out her partner had taken Benadryl before the finals, she was very
frustrated.
In another tournament, her mixed doubles partner took
the first game of the round robin to warm up.
They lost and since only the first place team in the round robin
advanced, they were eliminated from the playoffs. Barb didn’t know if she was more frustrated with her partner or with the tournament format.
Barb in the Garden of Eden
I like to take afternoon walks. Usually I walk somewhere such as the
library or a store or the bank. But if I
have no place specifically to go, I walk on the bike path along the railway
tracks.
Barb and Julia decided to go for a walk today. Julia liked to walk along the trail in the
Jack Pine conservation area. Barb and
Julia went out at around 4 pm. They drove
to the trail. I was surprised when they
were back after a few minutes. Barb
said the mosquitoes on the trail ate her and Julia alive.
So they decided to walk on the bike path along the railway
tracks. Barb was really impressed that
such a nice walking area was so close to home.
It was shady from all the trees and there were lots of people out
walking their dogs. Barb said it was
like the Garden of Eden.
Julia Garage Sale Finds
Julia found a shelf, table, cupboard and filing cabinet
at a garage sale. We had them in the
garage for most of the summer. Then we
cleaned up and threw out the cupboard, the table and the filing cabinet.
Barb found the shelf unit to be very useful for her
fabric. So she kept it.
Julia also found a free lawnmower at a garage sale. Barb thought it was great. She threw out
our lawnmower even though the used lawnmower, Julia got at the garage
sale, was older than the one we had. The
newer old lawnmower had broken wheels that Julia and the next door neighbour
tried to fix but couldn’t. So Barb was
very happy to get a new older lawnmower and Julia was very proud of her find.
Sunday, 16 November 2014
Sarah Comes Back to Life
Sarah’s iPhone was broken.
So she borrowed an iPad from a roommate.
Unfortunately, it slipped out her hand one of the first days she had
it. The iPad landed on the kitchen floor
and the screen broke. That made her life
even worse.
Meanwhile, I was busy researching how to break into an
iPhone to get Ali’s sister’s iPhone transferred to Sarah.
Sarah came home for the weekend.
Barb and Sarah spent some time talking to people at the Apple store about transferring Ali’s sister’s phone but found out that it was impossible unless Ali’s sister could remember her Apple password. Ali’s sister somehow had a different password for that iPhone because the Apple people verified the password Ali’s sister was using worked.
Barb and Sarah spent some time talking to people at the Apple store about transferring Ali’s sister’s phone but found out that it was impossible unless Ali’s sister could remember her Apple password. Ali’s sister somehow had a different password for that iPhone because the Apple people verified the password Ali’s sister was using worked.
I worked hard but wasn’t able to break into the iPhone
because of the new security system that comes with the latest operating system. There were instructions on how to break into
the old operating system. So I tried to re-install the old operating system. You
needed a very old installation of iTunes and if you re-installed the old version of
iTunes on your computer you would lose all your music and podcasts. Since Barb’s computer didn’t have iTunes, I
installed the old version of iTunes there but still had no luck.
That night Sarah’s iPhone mysteriously started working
again.
She was back in business.
She was back in business.
Barb went to a computer repair shop in the morning and had the screen
replaced on her roommate’s iPad.
So Sarah no longer wanted to kill herself. It is amazing how technology now controls us.
Sarah’s iPhone Nightmare
Sarah drove from Deep River to Kitchener for Ali’s sister’s wedding. She had a couple of other students with her who
she dropped off in Toronto.
There was a lot of last minute
coordination required. The wedding party
used their iPhones so much that all their batteries died. So Sarah let them use her iPhone. Sarah had a good time at the wedding. But after the wedding, Sarah’s iPhone died too
but it wasn’t the battery. It was really
dead.
Sarah was in a mess because she had to get hold of the
people she was driving back to Deep River to
tell them she was running late. She had their phone numbers on her broken iPhone.
She eventually sent a Facebook message to her roommate in Deep River to get their phone numbers.
She was very upset because her whole life was on that
phone. Sarah borrowed Ali’s sister’s old
iPhone but she couldn’t get it transferred over because Ali’s sister had forgotten her Apple password.
With a severe lack of sleep from the wedding and a
disastrous broken iPhone, she told Barb when she got back to Deep River that her life was over.
Sunday, 9 November 2014
Frustrations with Recreational Fastball
This year I am the captain of a team in the Glen Cairn Men’s
Fastball League. We have a mediocre team
and it is a lot of work and frustration running the team.
One of the things that I had trouble with was running the
team for the league tournament. There
were a few guys who couldn’t make the tournament that weekend. So for the Friday night game we only had nine
players. We were winning 10-0 in the
fifth inning and were up to bat. Our
shortstop struck out looking. He drew a
line on the ground indicating where he thought the pitch had been thrown. The umpire gave him a warning. As he was walking to the dugout, the umpire
told him that, if he said one word, he would be thrown out the game. He turned and smiled at the umpire and the
umpire threw him out the game.
We tried to continue the game with eight
players. However, the captain of the
opposing team said we must default the game because, if we start with nine
players, we must end the game with nine players.
The umpires said that this was a gentleman’s league and that rule
might not apply. However, the captain
went and got the league president, who came over to the diamond, and said the rule did apply. So the game was over and we lost 10-0.
I was furious and Barb was fit to be tied when I told her
later in the evening.
The next day we were playing a close game. In the last inning with the score tied, our second baseman fielded a ground ball with a runner on third base
and, instead of throwing home, threw to first and let the winning run score. He said he didn’t know the score at the time.
In our final game of the round robin on Saturday afternoon, both of our pitchers
couldn’t make it because they were in a wedding party. So I started a fellow on the team who said he had pitched as a kid. He allowed 10
runs in the first inning. In the second
inning, I went in to pitch. I held the
score down but we got mercied 13-0.
Since we lost all of our round robin games, we didn’t make the
playoffs. If we had not lost the first
game by default, we would have qualified for the B playoffs.
Sarah’s Birthday Present
Sarah needed a car.
So Barb got on the internet and started looking around Ottawa for Sarah. Barb found a used Honda Civic being sold
privately by a little Indian lady. The lady was moving to the United States to
be with her husband who had moved there for work.
Sarah paid for the car but Barb paid for the licence plates
and the ownership transfer as a birthday present to Sarah. Sarah got the car on Father’s Day. She drove Barb and me to CORA’s to celebrate
Father’s Day and the new car.
Then Sarah and I washed the car inside and out before she
drove it back to Deep River.
Sarah Snubbed
One night during a rained out fastball game, I went out
for coffee with David Waller. I had just
finished reading a book from the library called “The Neutrino Hunters”. So I wanted to talk to him about all that I
had learned. He is a
neutrino physicist by the way.
While we were talking, I mentioned that Sarah was working in
Chalk River at the Atomic Energy lab. I knew David’s work project
had moved there from Carleton
University. David said he was going to Chalk River
the next day to show his new summer research assistant the project.
I told him to call Sarah when he got there and Sarah would
meet him to say hi. He never did. Sarah had been waiting for his call. So Sarah felt snubbed and no longer likes
David Waller.
Saturday, 1 November 2014
Barb and the Nationals
Barb and her female pickleball partner were last year’s
Senior Games Eastern Ontario Champions.
So they qualified for the National Senior Games which were
held in Edmonton
this summer. Barb thought her partner
wanted to go and her partner thought Barb wanted to go. It turned out the neither of them
particularly wanted to go. It was going
to be very expensive to fly to Edmonton
and stay in a hotel for a few days. Also,
she didn’t think there was going to be any competition. Barb is not into just playing tournaments for
the prestige of winning. She wants to
play good games. She finds that her
group in Ottawa
is so good that she doesn’t need to travel to get good competition. So in the end, they didn’t go to the Nationals
in Edmonton.
Router with a Mind of Its Own
When I got back from Florida,
I disconnected the desktop computer in the basement because it had a Windows XP operating system. Microsoft
was no longer supporting Windows XP. I had read that there were hackers waiting to
attack the XP computers.
The old XP computer had a printer hooked to it that the
other computers in the house could access through the home network. So I decided to buy a new router with a
USB port to hook up the printer to the router. Then we wouldn’t have to bring our computers
downstairs and hook them up to the printer directly if we wanted to print something.
I plugged the printer into the new router. I made sure all of the computers in the house could access the printer. I thought everything was good. So I stacked the
printer with paper before I went to bed.
The next morning while I was sleeping, Barb decided to use the
printer. She wanted to print one page. When she went downstairs to get her page, the
printer was printing the page over and over again. She turned off the printer and turned it back
on. It started printing the page again.
So she took all the paper out of the printer and it stopped because it
ran out of paper.
When I got up, the first thing I had to do was figure out
why the printer wouldn’t stop printing. There was
an obscure checkbox that needed to be clicked off on the setup screen of the
printer. When I clicked it off, the
printer worked properly.
A few weeks later, Barb couldn’t access her live.ca email on
her laptop. She could access it on her
iPod. I couldn’t access her email on my laptop
either. I tried my hotmail account on
her computer and didn’t have the problem.
So I thought it was something wrong with live.ca. I tried to get help from Microsoft but they
only support the hotmail accounts that you pay for.
I phoned Rogers
to see if they could help. The first
person I talked to couldn’t help me.
Then I got on a Rogers help desk chat line. The lady took control of my computer. She found the problem was the
router. When I hooked the computer
directly to the Rogers
box, I had no problem accessing live.ca.
Fortunately, I still had my old router and was able to hook it up
again. It worked fine for live.ca.
I tried to take the router back to the store where I bought
it. They wouldn’t believe me that the
router could have a problem with just one website and not with any others. They also said that my 30 day return policy
had just run out and they wouldn’t refund my money.
So I brought the router home. I decided to try to hook it up again. This time it had no trouble with
live.ca. But now I couldn’t seem to get
the printer working through the router.
So we have the new router again but have to bring our computers downstairs
and hook them up to the printer directly to print things out. Maybe next year, I will try to get it all working
properly with the new router.
Too Many Starbucks
I meet with my friend, Tony, for coffee about once a
month. We usually meet at a Starbucks on
the corner of Hunt Club and Merivale in the parking lot of Rona.
When I arranged to meet with Tony this month, he said he
would meet me at the Starbucks on Hunt Club in the Lowe’s parking lot. I didn’t realize this wasn’t the same place
we usually meet.
I drove to the old Starbucks at the right time and waited
there for a half hour. Tony didn’t show
up. So I walked around the parking lot
to check that this was the right place.
Then I got in my car and was going to drive home. Instead, I drove around the area to see if
there was another Starbucks anywhere. I
drove around and around making U-turns all over the place; up and down Hunt Club
and up and down Merivale.
Finally, I drove further East down Hunt Club and found the
Lowe’s with the Starbucks in the parking lot.
I couldn’t believe that there was another Starbucks so close to the
other one that we used to go to.
Fortunately, Tony was still there and we had an abbreviated coffee.
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