I love Bend! So clean and beautiful. I woke up before Shawn, surprise surprise. And worked out in the “gym” … but it was cool, because one machine had pictures of all the different things you could do on it, so I did all of them. The only bad thing about it was it was like all windows, so people kept looking in and staring. Annoying.
Then we went river raftin! Ohmygod it was so much fun, I decided I will move here and open a bar, and be a river raft guide. We were with a dad and his two girls, in 6th and 8th grade. They were cute. I was kinda scared when I saw the rapids, I must admit. They were class III’s. But we had a guide, so I felt more safe than the day before. There was a photographer too, on shore taking pictures, which I am dying to see, but I went on the website, and the “recent photos” are from July! So they are way backlogged. I wont see them for a month! So I don’t want to see them at all. Hmmph. The rapids were called Big Eddy, and now I want to be a river rafting guide.
Oh yeah, before rafting Shawn got plastered on one shot of Fernet, and ran to the burrito shop and inhaled a monster burrito. He looked possessed.
After rafting we went to this other Mexican place and I got bomb ass shrimp fajitas and he got shrimp tacos. And chips, of course. The margaritas were gross, the strawberry blended ones were better than the traditional on the rocks, but still too acidic.
That night we went to some coo local bars, got drunk and yelled at each other.
Damn it feels good not to be logging burps though. Although I feel guilty, because the data wont be as accurate as it could be. But I guess I should just let go of that, right. Sigh.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
DAY 3 – SEPTEMBER 1, 2009
September, woop woop!! Not sure where the summer went, or 2009 for that matter… but whactcha gonna do
Yesterday we drove 313 miles, total time 8.5 hours, average speed for the day 36.82mph, which includes all the stops. Pure driving time, our average speed was 52.45mph.
We just left Redding, on the 5N next stop Rogue River … we want to go river rafting today. Oh yea, and side note re the burps, it was getting too hard to keep track of, because there were so many burps and I didn’t always have my trusty log, so we decided to only log the burps that occur while driving. But I can figure out the fraction of our total time consisting of driving time, and use the same burping rate to predict the burps that occurred while not driving. Unless one of the covariants with burping is in fact driving. Hmmm … uh oh, this calls for some further thinking and analysis. Maybe we need to start a separate documentation of non driving burps? I will have to get back to you on this.
The burp logging is quite interesting, I am seeing patterns already. Twice he has burped triple burps, at a point of noticeable de-elevation (like we were right at the sign that says so). I also noticed him yesterday on 10 minutes intervals pretty consistently, for about an hour. Also after a recent consumption, they always come in at least double burps. So the logging is working. We need answers here. This is important stuff. We were joking how my new job should be rolling around the country collecting random irrelevant data, “field research,” if you will. And having people want to buy it! Don’t you want to know the probability of passing a deer while burping at the same time, on various freeways throughout the US? And the standard deviation of the temperature, speed, and type of music most likely to result in double, triple, or quadruple burps? Well, you should.
We just passed Weed, the city. FYI.
Wooohoo, just passed Oregon state line! I used to always get out of the car and do the splits over the state line as a kid. Haha, any excuse to do the splits I liked. Or cartwheels or handstands.
I’m glad we took this car instead of the rental, because we have Sirrius radio and the ipod hooks up. But also the navigation gives points of interest so we can see random places near us that we might miss otherwise. Hoot. And it tracks all our route, so I know how many miles there are to go. Like right now we are 30 miles away from Rogue River. I cant wait to river raft. The brochures look so fun.
I hate when trucks try and pass trucks on a two laner.
We took a slight detour to stop at the Oregon Vortex, House of Mystery!
HOOOOT’N N TOOT’N, HUFF’n n PUUF’n!!!!
Okay I am a little Blog-back-logged, I must admit. We ended up going river rafting on the Rogue River, just us two, it was Very Terrifying! I thought we were going to die, and everyone heard me scream, I think. How embarrassing.
First it was chill, we got some beers, got fitted for life vests, even bought an underwater camera. But the guy at the shop told us where to stop, because they had to pick us back up. There are many points along the river a person can stop, you know, depending on how long they are going, how experienced they are, and how good-looking they are.
He told us that a lot of people miss the stop that we are supposed to stop at. It was supposed to be a restaurant, on the left hand side. But a lot of people miss it.
So I am thinking that it is very small, and we will definitely miss it.
Shawn doesn’t seem to mind, he just pees off the boat, paddles every now and then, probably looks at his reflection in the water (doesn’t work, I tried it). There were some big rapids that seemed scary at the time. We were in a kayak/canoe two-seater type boat. He kept hitting my paddle with his paddle, which was really annoying.
Long story short, I was extremely cool, calm, and collected. We made it back, and that was that.
We drove on to Bend that night, I had to drive, because Shawn was too tired. We stopped to eat dinner at a pizza place. And by dinner, I mean food for a family of 8 growing football players. I cant even write everything we ate it was too much. Lets just say we both left feeling like we wanted to vomit. The pizza was called a cougar pizza though, which was cool. I gotta pic too. It was also in a trailer park, just to orient you.
We got to Bend around 11 PM, got a room at the Pheonix Inn & Suites, right in downtown Bend. Its pretty huggy, Shawn saw a deal online which said you could get 50% off a room, so he asked about it over the phone, and they were like “yeah , okay!” So we got a one bedroom suite, with a big bathtub/Jacuzzi in the living room. I used it. Alone. Yeah. Sucky, right?
Then we watched a movie about Mary-Margaret. Quite disturbing. If you are interested, Google ,”mary margaret bulimia”
Yesterday we drove 313 miles, total time 8.5 hours, average speed for the day 36.82mph, which includes all the stops. Pure driving time, our average speed was 52.45mph.
We just left Redding, on the 5N next stop Rogue River … we want to go river rafting today. Oh yea, and side note re the burps, it was getting too hard to keep track of, because there were so many burps and I didn’t always have my trusty log, so we decided to only log the burps that occur while driving. But I can figure out the fraction of our total time consisting of driving time, and use the same burping rate to predict the burps that occurred while not driving. Unless one of the covariants with burping is in fact driving. Hmmm … uh oh, this calls for some further thinking and analysis. Maybe we need to start a separate documentation of non driving burps? I will have to get back to you on this.
The burp logging is quite interesting, I am seeing patterns already. Twice he has burped triple burps, at a point of noticeable de-elevation (like we were right at the sign that says so). I also noticed him yesterday on 10 minutes intervals pretty consistently, for about an hour. Also after a recent consumption, they always come in at least double burps. So the logging is working. We need answers here. This is important stuff. We were joking how my new job should be rolling around the country collecting random irrelevant data, “field research,” if you will. And having people want to buy it! Don’t you want to know the probability of passing a deer while burping at the same time, on various freeways throughout the US? And the standard deviation of the temperature, speed, and type of music most likely to result in double, triple, or quadruple burps? Well, you should.
We just passed Weed, the city. FYI.
Wooohoo, just passed Oregon state line! I used to always get out of the car and do the splits over the state line as a kid. Haha, any excuse to do the splits I liked. Or cartwheels or handstands.
I’m glad we took this car instead of the rental, because we have Sirrius radio and the ipod hooks up. But also the navigation gives points of interest so we can see random places near us that we might miss otherwise. Hoot. And it tracks all our route, so I know how many miles there are to go. Like right now we are 30 miles away from Rogue River. I cant wait to river raft. The brochures look so fun.
I hate when trucks try and pass trucks on a two laner.
We took a slight detour to stop at the Oregon Vortex, House of Mystery!
HOOOOT’N N TOOT’N, HUFF’n n PUUF’n!!!!
Okay I am a little Blog-back-logged, I must admit. We ended up going river rafting on the Rogue River, just us two, it was Very Terrifying! I thought we were going to die, and everyone heard me scream, I think. How embarrassing.
First it was chill, we got some beers, got fitted for life vests, even bought an underwater camera. But the guy at the shop told us where to stop, because they had to pick us back up. There are many points along the river a person can stop, you know, depending on how long they are going, how experienced they are, and how good-looking they are.
He told us that a lot of people miss the stop that we are supposed to stop at. It was supposed to be a restaurant, on the left hand side. But a lot of people miss it.
So I am thinking that it is very small, and we will definitely miss it.
Shawn doesn’t seem to mind, he just pees off the boat, paddles every now and then, probably looks at his reflection in the water (doesn’t work, I tried it). There were some big rapids that seemed scary at the time. We were in a kayak/canoe two-seater type boat. He kept hitting my paddle with his paddle, which was really annoying.
Long story short, I was extremely cool, calm, and collected. We made it back, and that was that.
We drove on to Bend that night, I had to drive, because Shawn was too tired. We stopped to eat dinner at a pizza place. And by dinner, I mean food for a family of 8 growing football players. I cant even write everything we ate it was too much. Lets just say we both left feeling like we wanted to vomit. The pizza was called a cougar pizza though, which was cool. I gotta pic too. It was also in a trailer park, just to orient you.
We got to Bend around 11 PM, got a room at the Pheonix Inn & Suites, right in downtown Bend. Its pretty huggy, Shawn saw a deal online which said you could get 50% off a room, so he asked about it over the phone, and they were like “yeah , okay!” So we got a one bedroom suite, with a big bathtub/Jacuzzi in the living room. I used it. Alone. Yeah. Sucky, right?
Then we watched a movie about Mary-Margaret. Quite disturbing. If you are interested, Google ,”mary margaret bulimia”
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