If you were in a band (you know, a successful one...), and you HAD to remake an old song, what band/song would you choose and why? There are so many I'd like to remake. If Annie Lennox hadn't already done Procol Harum's "Whiter Shade of Pale," that would be a good one. Maybe a Genesis song from Duke.
If you were a Make-a-Wish child, what would you wish for (and why)? Trying to think of a single wish would probably kill me before the terminal illness. Not that I'm greedy and want them all... it's just hard to pick one. This question prompted me to go look at the real wishes.
If you had the chance to learn when you were going to die, would you take it? Would you tell anyone if you knew (either your date of death or theirs)? I don't want to know. The only reason I'd want to know is to make sure my babies have homes. I would tell people if I knew when I was going to die. I'm not sure how I would handle it if I knew someone else's date of death. I'll cross that bridge when (if) I ever come to it.
If you couldn't die until you helped someone, would you rather live forever selfishly or die earlier? I'd help someone. I'd hate to live forever.
If there's any goal you haven't accomplished yet, what is it and what is stopping you? Seeing all the state capitols. Time and money are stopping me.
My car is idling too low and stalling if I'm not careful. I've been lucky as I've had my car for 2.5 years with no trouble at all.
The reason car trouble makes me cry is because it reminds me of two things:
My Dad's not around to help me with stuff like this anymore.
I don't have a special person in my life to help me with the logistics when I have this kind of problem.
Luckily, the dealership service department has a pretty flexible drop off time range (7:00 a.m. - 10:00 a.m.) and a shuttle that takes people to work from 7:45 to 10:30. I have to find a way back to the dealership after work, but there are plenty of nice people at work who can probably take me. Even if none of them can, I don't have a problem calling a cab.
I think I'll finally get a cell phone this week. I'd hate for my car to break down and not be able to call an auto service for help.
I learned a new word this morning: Septuagenarian. That's someone in their 70's. I'm not sure I'll ever use it, but it's fun to find a word I've never heard before.
I found it in this article about the Oscars. It describes Richard Farnsworth in The Straight Story, a movie in my backlog of movies to write about in my movie blog.
Reading that article, I started thinking "this is why I don't watch award shows." But then I realized I was attaching too much meaning to my disinterest. Basically (heehee... I said "basically"), I just don't care enough who wins or what *she's* wearing or who walks in on *his* arm. Maybe I'll get interested when I personally know a nominee.
I do think it would be neat if Adam Duritz wins an Oscar for that song he wrote for Shrek 2. I'm still not watching.
I'm irritated with the link exchange I had on my site until last night. I removed all their code due to their inconsistent application of their rules. They rejected a couple of ads I submitted that pointed to individual entries on my songs blog.
I'm not sure whether they had a problem with pointing to individual entries or with it being a purely music blog. They just said, "Please link directly to your blog." Either way, it's inconsistent. Other people have pointed to individual entries in their ads. Plus they've accepted an ad I submitted for my songs blog before, so I really don't know what to make of it. They even have an ad category for "music."
Another time, I had an ad rejected because it contained the obfuscated word "h*ll" (as in 'what the h*ll was that?'). It didn't bother me at the time, but later I saw an approved ad with the same obfuscated word. Poop on that.
I might replace the code with a couple of those links that take you to a random blog. That's always fun.
Anyone who begins their communication with "I'll get straight to the point" has already failed.
P.S. I have no problem with people using this phrase. I merely think it's funny because it's such a contradiction. It would be more true (yet awkward) to say "Right after this sentence, I'll get straight to the point."
It's a three day weekend, and it looks like the sun might only come out Monday. Bleh. That's better than nothing, I guess.
American Idol this week was less than satisfying. I like when the contestants sing and get feedback. There was none of that on either show. The second show was the worst... it was all about torturing the contestants by making them wait *hours* after the decisions were made to find out if they would move on. My favorite (not necessarily to win, but to watch), Constantine, made it through. Yay!
I've never paid much attention to the weather forecasts unless I was planning an outting or knew I had to be out in the elements for whatever reason. After I downloaded a weather extension for Firefox called ForecastFox that Irish Kelly told me about, I alway look at the forecast. It's funny how I wasn't interested in weather forecasts until someone made it convenient.
Would you rather live in a world with or without technology such as computers, cars, airplanes, bombs? I'm sure I'd be a lot more social in a world without that technology. I'd probably have a family. Imagine that. I don't know which world I'd rather live in, though. I love reading fantasy novels, and they don't have technology like that. I suppose I have some desire for a simpler life, but I'm careful what I wish for.
If you had to live without either heating in your house or air conditioning, which one would you keep? It would suck in the summer, but I couldn't live without heat in the winter.
If you had to own five dogs, what kind would you get? Pound puppies.
If the world had a front porch, what would you do on it? I'd watch the stars, lightning storms, sunrises and sunsets.
Would you rather live in a neighborhood where you know all of your neighbors by name, or where everyone sticks to their own business? I'd rather live where everyone knows everyone, but I'd sure like to skip the awkward "getting to know you" stage.
I'm so relieved that it's Friday. After two weekends in a row of traveling, I'm very happy to have two days with no obligations. Not that my trips weren't good... I just look forward to having a weekend to myself.
I worked out a New Year's resolution a couple of weeks ago. I resolve to snap pictures of the Mississippi and Louisiana state capitols this year. I didn't snap any capitol pictures in 2004, and if I don't make a point to get a few each year, I won't ever finish my capitol picture collection. When I made the resolution, I had no idea I'd be going to Oklahoma City, too.
I think a trip to Wing Stop is in order tomorrow. Mmmmm... fresh cut seasoned fries.
I think I'll start the weekend off with a bang by going to bed early and watching my Alias Season 2 DVDs. Such is my exciting life. I love it.
Some of the talent on American Idol is incredible this year. I don't remember them having this much talent in prior years. I'm lovin' the rocker dude, Constantine.
I went by the Real World house a couple more times today, but no activity. There are "No Trespassing" and "Private Property" signs around the building. Here's a picture of the entrance:
The cast of MTV's Real World is in Austin now. I haven't seen them yet, but I heard one of them got in a fight and had to go to the hospital for stitches (camera crew in tow). I also heard where their house is. It's a converted downtown warehouse across the street from the convention center and 3 blocks away from Sixth Street. Here's a picture I took on the way home from work tonight:
There's a lighted sign on top that says "Austin." I'll try to get some more pictures another day.
They'll be in town during South by Southwest. I bet they'll be involved with the festival in some way.
I haven't watched the show since they were in Boston. That was season 6. Austin is season 16. I suspect I'll watch season 16.
Twice while driving in the last couple of days, I've had a driver talking on a cell phone get right up on my bumper. The first one honked to make sure I knew she was there. The other one, I just happened to notice in my rear view mirror. Instead of honking, the second one threw his free hand up in the air in frustration. I guess he was frustrated because he was going to have to get into the passing lane to pass me. There were no other cars anywhere near.
Both times, as they passed, they shot the finger at me.
So I am placing a curse this week on all the arrogant cell phone talking speeding tailgators not limited to the two who shot the finger at me. I don't think I really have cursing powers, but if I never try, I'll never succeed. The curse is that at least once this week, food or drink is spilled on their clothes in circumstances that they can't change clothes before they have to see people. Whether it be work or an important appointment or everwhat (as my Aunt Bea used to say), they will have to face other humans with a big spill on their clothes.
Let me know if you see people with spills on their clothes. Maybe the curse worked.
Thanks to everyone for all the kind words. I'm back from Oklahoma. Aunt Bea's funeral was both lovely and sad. I'm looking forward to getting back into a routine. I feel lost when I lose my routine.
I have lots of pictures from the trips to Fort Worth and Oklahoma, but I'm not feeling up to doing anything with them right now. All I want to do is clean house, do laundry, watch TV, eat and sleep. Mostly eat.
"Who runs the schools? The secretaries. They know where the keys are. They know every child's name."
—Hoyt Aden, Wilsonville School reunion, 2001
And he should know. His mother, Alice Aden, was the front office secretary at the school for more than 25 years, retiring in 1986.
Mayor Charlotte Lehan, who attended the school when Alice was the secretary, remembers her gift for solving the big and little problems that children encounter.
"She was very sweet and never flustered," Lehan said. "She had a solution to problems that, from a child's point of view, seemed unsurmountable. That’s why (so many former students) all feel a connection to her."
Services were held on Monday afternoon at Cornwell Colonial Chapel for Alice, who died at home Jan. 19 at the age of 83. The Rev. Linda Mines Elliott officiated. A private burial followed.
Alice's daughter, Emily Preator, said she's been hearing many comments similar to Lehan's in the days since her mother’s death.
"She was a nurse and a seamstress," Preator said. "She'd feed them if they didn't have lunch. She made such an impression on people all these years. She was always positive to people and never had an unkind word to say to them."
Although Alice Aden was considered a Wilsonville community fixture, her roots were in the Midwest. She was born March 31, 1921 in Oklahoma City, just 14 years after Oklahoma became a state.
Her parents were Joe and Inez Novak. Her father worked at a newspaper printing press; her mother was a homemaker who earned extra income by doing laundry and other domestic work for other people in their homes.
After graduating from high school, Alice went to business school and then took a job as an attorney's secretary. In 1943, she met a young Army soldier from Wilsonville, Oregon named Emery Aden who had fought in World War II.
"He told us, 'I loved her the minute I first saw her, and I've felt that way ever since,'" Preator said. "And my mother said the same thing."
Emery and Alice were married in a civil ceremony in Oklahoma City on Jan. 31, 1946 — the same day as Emery’s parents had been married years earlier.
The young couple lived in California and Washington, but soon moved to Emery's hometown of Wilsonville. His roots in the community were, after all, deep. His parents, Henry and Blanche, owned and operated the general store, and both had served as postmaster. "My father just grew up in that background," Preator said. "He believed in service to the community and my mother married into it, and believed in it also."
They had three children — Hoyt at the end of 1946, Kent in 1948 and Emily in 1953.
As Lehan recalled, there were no preschools or kindergartens in those days, so Alice and four other young mothers — Barbara Boozier, Donna Balsiger, Midge Seeley and Lehan’s mother, Dorothy — improvised a solution. They formed a play group for their daughters which had an educational tone.
"They all had little girls," Lehan said. "We were all close to the same age."
The mothers would trade off teaching the group a few at a time, allowing the others to shop or take care of things around the house.
The children included Emily Aden Preator, Debi Balsiger Laue, the Seeley sisters, the Boozier sisters and Lehan and her younger sister Adele.
Alice became the school secretary in 1959 or 1960. At first she was an unpaid volunteer, but eventually the school had the money to pay her.
The family lived in a house on Wilsonville Road, just west of Interstate 5, where the city's monument sign now stands. The house was moved once to make room for a gas station and a cafe, but all of the structures were removed and the land is vacant today. The couple moved to a home on Butteville Road in the early 1980s.
"My mother would have, if she could have, had all of us living in one big house," Preator said. "She would have wanted it to be like South Fork on Dallas. She really preferred to be in her own home and have all of us here."
Alice's retirement party was in 1986. Following retirement, she continued to volunteer at the school, teaching art and literacy. "She would give talks on different painters," Preator said.
Alice never limited her community involvement to the school, however.
Emery was a member of the Oddfellows lodge, and Alice was in the related Rebekah Lodge, which was for women.
"They were there every Thursday night for as long as I can remember, and Tuesday for the men," Preator said.
The lodge eventually closed down due to a lack of membership, but the building still stands on Wilsonville Road, across from Walgreen's.
Until recently, Alice was involved in efforts to bring an Oddfellows/Rebekah lodge to Sherwood, Preator said.
Emery also was in the Lions, and Alice was in the Lady Lions. She attended Wilsonville United Methodist Church, and also was involved at various times in the Wilsonville Garden Club, the Boones Ferry Days festival committee, and the Wilsonville Community Center.
Alice was seldom if ever seen in anything but a pantsuit or a dress, but for the festival, her daughter said, she would make an exception and show up in jeans and cowboy boots.
"She always dressed for the occasion," Preator said.
At the Community Center, Alice helped establish the receipt program with Lamb's Thriftway.
Customers put their register receipts in a box, and Lamb's donates a percentage of the total amount to the Community Center, to be used for senior programs. Alice had to add up the receipt totals herself on an adding machine.
Alice remained an avid reader, keeping a large, hard-bound library of mysteries and other works. She enjoyed watching Portland TrailBlazer games on TV and doing the crossword puzzle in the daily newspaper.
"She did the jumbo and my Dad did the word search," Preator said.
They also enjoyed the companionship of her shih tzu, Gizmo.
Alice is survived by her husband, Emery; her sister, Mary McMahon of Oklahoma City; their three children, Hoyt of Portland and wife Susan, Kent of Wilsonville and wife Jackie, and Emily Preator of Aloha and husband Jerry; two grandchildren, Amy Aden and Melissa Sweeny; and four step-grandchildren.
The family is asking that remembrances be made to the Wilsonville Community Center.
After Wilsonville School closed in 2001, Alice was recognized at the all-class reunion with a special award for her years of helping children fix their problems.
"This is one of the most marvelous times of my life," she said at the reunion.
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