South Haven

We visited Tina's family's place on Lake MI once again, and this time we took a walk to one of the only nuclear reactors on the big lake.  (I mean, you'd think there'd be more...  after all, what could possibly go wrong with nuclear fusion and / or nuclear waste on the shores of the largest fresh water source in the mid-west??)  After hanging around a while, taking photos, gesticulating wildly, and pointing at things, security came out and suggested strongly that we keep on moving.  Go figure.

The Fix.

We hit the line pretty well on this one!  Nothing a little duct tape and some 30-weight ball bearings can't fix.

I was a little daunted by the thought of fixing the UG sprinkler line, and even looked into hiring it out.  However, after consulting with some Real Men and figuring out the materials I needed, I gave it a shot.  Turns out the worst part of the job was finding a store that sold UG sprinkler line in 5' sections (Menard's does, and you can Save Big Money while you're there), as opposed to 50' or 100' sections like most big-box stores.  With tools in hand and my trusty side kick C-man, we tackled the job in about 90 minutes.  (When it didn't leak no one was more surprised than me!)

"It Must Have Been The Trees, Jimmy..."

The development where we live was farm land in its former life, and because of that the land is quite flat, and quite devoid of trees.  (The name "Clear Meadow" fits it perfectly, in fact.)  There is a tree farm right down the road though, and we had a couple pretty-well-grown trees planted.  It was a pretty cool process to watch, too.  We have underground sprinkling, so it was an "educated" guessing game as to where the various lines ran.  We were right half the time, ahem.

Darth Vader's Fortress of Solitude, anyone??

**These photos *will not* orient correctly, and the blame lies with Blogger/Google; it cannot be helped!!**

Phish!

I have lots of memories of seeing Phish (starting in the summer of 1995), but my how times have changed.  I went this summer with just one other guy, since the other group I used to go with sort of "broke up" (or went on hiatus, much like the band).  It was still awesome though, and we saw two shows.  The hotel I chose was a real winner too, I must say, and it for sure had a swimming pool.  In hindsight, this was probably my last (set of) Phish shows, but at least it was at my favorite venue:  Deer Creek.

No false advertising:  Here's the pool!