Saturday, January 30, 2010

Who: The Legend of Frank Supposa


Frank Supposa was born in 1850 in Stamford, CT, and was the third child in his family. His youth was quite typical of the day - minimal formal education and a lot of floating on homemade rafts on bodies of water near where he lived.

His father was a man of morals, a trait he instilled into his children. In the early 1860's Frank's father started taking in runaway slaves, fleeing north to escape slavery as part of the Underground Railroad. Frank would listen to the stories of the slaves - how they navigated by the North Star and about their lives as slaves. Driven by their stories, Frank devised a plan to fight for the Union in the US Civil War. He knew that he wouldn't be able to fight based on his age of 12, so he took his older brother's ID and replaced the name on it with his. Military officials were skeptical, but they let him fight. Some civil war historians believe that this may be the first successful use of a fake ID. It wasn't the last time that Frank would lie about his age to serve his country - he forged documents to say that he was younger so that he could fight in World Wars I and II.

World War II saw Frank, now in his 90s, in Poland. When he became separated from the rest of his group on their way back to the US, he decided to walk back to western Europe and the Atlantic. Using the knowledge gained by listening to the freed slaves of his youth, Frank navigated his way using the stars. He walked through Poland, Czechoslovakia, Austria and into Italy. That portion of the trip took him roughly 6 days. While near Venice, Frank met someone who was friendly towards him, Con. Con was amazed at Frank's plan to walk to the Atlantic and gave him a tiki torch so that he could walk more easily at night. Why Con had a tiki torch in Italy was never known.

Frank set out, the torch lighting his way at night through the rest of Italy, Southern France, Spain and Portugal. 10 days after leaving Poland he was now in Portugal, and lamented the fact that he hadn't done a trip like that in his youth. On the boat on the way back to the US, Frank started writing his first and only book, a guide to touring Europe, which he promoted with the line "Let Con's Tiki light your way." The book became an international hit, and was bought by a young New Zealand traveler before touring Europe. He later set up a tour company, embodying the spirit of Frank's European trip and called it Contiki to honor Frank.

On his return to the US, Frank decided he wanted to help and protect people, especially the young, as he felt that children were the future. He took a volunteer position as a crossing guard on Turner Road, and has been doing it ever since.

He is Frank Supposa.

Frank marvels at his light-up stop sign.

Given everything he has done in life, and the fact he is 160, Frank deserves to sit down on the job.


Years of practice have made the hand gestures of a crossing guard look like the graceful motions of a swan.

Author's Note: The facts presented in this post have not been checked for accuracy. All that is known for certain is that this man is a crossing guard on Turner Road and drives a Buick with "FSUP" license plates. But based on these known facts, the name of the crossing guard and the story of his life as presented above could hardly be disputed.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Weekend in Ithaca

Firstly, this post would have been done last night, but Liz and I came home from work and grocery shopping to find our street cordoned off. We drove to another street entrance and it was also blocked. Driving down a third street found a tree on the road, which had taken down power lines. We ended up driving through the cordon about an hour later after assessing we could get to our place and lived without power. Power was back on by about 1AM. Adventure.

OK, weekend in Ithaca.

Ithaca is where Andrew goes to school. It's in the middle of New York state, in the Finger Lakes region. It is about a 4 hour drive (well, 6 hours back) from Stamford. Once we had unloaded all of Andrew's stuff at school we went to Taughannock Falls State Park. It is home to a 215ft (65.5 metre) single-drop waterfall, which is 33ft (10 metres) taller than Niagara Falls. After parking in the ice-covered lot we put on multiple layers and walked the 3/4 mile trail to the fall. It was a cool walk along the stream that flowed to the lake that Ithaca is on (Lake Cayuga). There was a lot of ice and snow along the trail and river, owing to the fact that Ithaca is generally cold and windy and that the stream flows through a large gorge. The main fall was cool, it is the first photo below:


At the base of the fall was a pile of snow and ice. The water from the fall would then flow behind this and out underneath it. Along the trail you could see water flowing beneath the ice which looked really cool - like when ice cube trays aren't completely frozen but on a really large scale.


Here are Liz and I at the fall. This should prove to everyone that I am still alive and well.


We were there late in the afternoon, so the sun started to go down and I got cold, my hands especially. By the time we got to the car my hands were shaking and hurt to the point that I thought I was going to throw up. After about 10 or 15 minutes my hands calmed down (they stung a little still a few hours later) and the feeling of being sick passed. It was a good thing that it passed, because dinner was the highlight of the weekend!

If ever you're in Ithaca, who knows, you might be one day, you owe it to yourself to check out Maxie's Supper Club. It's where we had dinner, and it's the only place I ever want to eat dinner in Ithaca ever again. Period.

Maxie's is a New Orleans style restaurant, so they serve a lot of southern food. The atmosphere was bar-like in parts, casual restaurant in others. We had quickly looked at the menu outside and all decided that we could find something to eat there, but it wasn't until I sat down and fully read the menu that I saw what I wanted. It is called the "Piggy Platter", and it's description reads "pulled pork and rib combo with creamy slaw, bbq beans". Andrew also ordered the Piggy Platter and Liz got a bowl of gumbo. We also got a bowl of Sweet Potato fries for the table.

When the food got brought out the plates were huge! There was a massive collection of beans, an enormous pile of coleslaw, mounds of pulled pork and then 3 giant ribs. I felt like Adam Richmond (from Man vs Food) must feel when he sits down in front of one of his challenge meals. Everything on the plate was so delicious. The sauce on the ribs was the best barbecue sauce that I have ever had. Excess sauce dripped on the pulled pork, adding wonderousness to every bite. I thought about it afterward, and I think that when pigs are rolling around in mud, eating slop from a trough and wondering if life gets any better than this that some of the great thinkers of pig kind must consider the Piggy Platter. They know that if you're a good pig that's where you can end up.

As big as the plate and meal was, the taste just kept me going. The look of pride on Liz' face when I ate the last bite was something I will remember and cherish forever. The surprise in the waiter's voice when he came over at the end and said "You got through it" still rings in my ears. Unfortunately the smell of barbecue sauce on my hands only lasted a few hours after the meal was gone, but it will live on in my memory. There are no photos of the plate or my victory, but I did claim the sticker that they put in with the check (bill). I was told by Liz that I had earned that sticker.

To top it all off, Maxie's had really good pineapple juice.

Not being able to do much for the rest of the evening owing to my meat coma, the next morning we went for breakfast at our usual (we've been there twice) breakfast place in Ithaca, The Sunset Grille. A waitress there decided to get funny with me. She said "I detect a bit of an accent... are you from New Jersey?" I tried to look indignantly at her, but the fact that I was trying not to laugh probably twisted my face incompletely the wrong directions to get that across. Lost for words, she left the table, calling me "Pumpkin". Breakfast was good as usual (I had ham, you know, so I felt I could conquer more of a pig), but the pineapple juice at Sunset Grille isn't as good as Maxie's.

So, if you're still reading this, let my fun time in Ithaca be a lesson to you all.
  • If it's winter, wear thick gloves.
  • If you need dinner or pineapple juice, go to Maxie's.
  • If someone at Sunset Grille says you're from New Jersey and calls you "Pumpkin", make sure your comeback is better than mine.
All that was left was the drive home, and you all know how that went. I was told by a reader that the posts while coming home from Ithaca were painful to read. I'm glad to hear that, because I was hoping to share our pain and create a sense of empathy in all of you. It's nice to know that I achieved that to some degree.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Connecticut Welcomes You

"95, I've never been so happy to see you!" -Liz

We're now on I-95, entering CT... NOW! Hopefully only 10 minutes
now... 6 miles to Stamford!

Thanks for joining Liz and I on this long and sometimes boring ride.

Canadian currency discounted 10%

Traffic has been OK since Liberty, but we're still being slowed down
by fog, moving traffic, hills and wet weather.

We just paid our toll (using US currency) and are on I-87, so
hopefully we'll be home within an hour.

The drive gave us a chance at least to work out what's for dinner this
week. Bacon's on the menu!

Right lane closed ahead

We have just entered Liberty, NY, but road work has closed a lane (the
right lane) so traffic is annoying again.

Luckily I had under estimated how far we had driven and we're only
about 100 miles from home.

Hehe - Fiddle's Dairi-King is on our left.

Moving again - Damn jerks! You've had a mile and a half to get over!

E-mail test

We're on our way back from Ithaca, NY at the moment, which I will post
more about later.

Right now I'm testing the functionality of e-mail to blog posting.
Why? Because I remembered I could do it and we're sitting in traffic.
We've been moving for perhaps 10 minutes out of the last hour. We're
probably about 170 miles from home, so if these kind of hold ups keep
happening there may be more updates, provided this works...

Car moving and motion making head weird... Must stop composing e-mail...

--
Sent from my mobile device

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Long Weekend Hangover

Last weekend was a long weekend here, with Monday being a holiday for Martin Luther King Jr Day.

Saturday was a nice day outside, sunny and a few degrees above freezing, the warmest it had been for quite a while. As such we decided to take advantage of the "warm" weather and go for a walk. Deciding to go somewhere different we headed for a state park about an hour away from Stamford called Kettletown State Park. Once we arrived there we found it was a few degrees cooler there than it was at home, and it was a little windy. We pushed on anyway, but found the trails covered in a combination of ice, mud and snow. I tried taking some photos but almost slipped over, so we headed down one of the roads in the park. It led to the lake, which was partially iced over.

We walked out on some of the ice closer to the shore, which is where I took this photo from. Being on the ice was fun. I didn't think it was as slippery as the ice that was on the trails or as the ice you would find in a rink. Standing on the ice, never more than around 2 metres from the "shore" you could hear the ice melting and dripping in to the lake, and a couple of times I heard cracking noises, just luckily not from directly under my feet.


This photo gives you an idea of how thick the ice was, and how it had ledges from where some of the ice was melting back in to the water.


After about 30 minutes on the ice the sun went down behind a nearby hill, leaving it even colder on the ice on the lake. We started to head back to the car, but on the way I wanted to try for more photos where I had earlier slipped. Opting to warm up, Liz went to the car, telling me to be careful. In the process of snapping these photos I only slipped twice, and had to throw my body around very awkwardly on another occasion to avoid finding myself with wet clothes for the ride home. But it was worth it in the end, because I had fun getting these photos.



There were others, but to save space I posted my favorites.

Saturday night we just chilled out. The small stroll seemed to take it out of us now that we are in peak winter fitness.

Sunday we woke up and went over to Gail's house to watch a couple of movies.The first movie we watched was "Harry and the Hendersons". It had been so long since I saw that movie that I forgot that John Lithgow was in it. However, once I heard that the name of the hunter was "La Flore", I couldn't get Richie's vineyard out of my head, Chateau Verdaflore. Non-Australian's won't get it...

After Harry came Zoolander. Classic movie.

On Monday we woke up late and got a phone call that the TV stand we bought ourselves for Christmas (and ordered in November) was ready to pick up. We went and grabbed that and set everything up on it. The coffee table can now resume its normal function as a coffee table, and the ottoman is being set up in front of the single chair. The room will be different again, and in it's normal state, when the Christmas tree comes out, which might be in a week or so. The limbs are starting to droop...

After dinner we watched another movie, this time Back to the Future. I had forgotten so much of that movie and enjoyed watching it again.

Back to work today, we had to grab some groceries this evening. We grabbed some bacon, because to quote Liz "We haven't had bacon since Christmas!", and we really need to give the (bacon) press a workout.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

2 hours later...

I can tell you that the ice cream was delicious.

I can also say that "30 minutes over Tokyo" is a great episode of The Simpsons.

"we're experiencing some moderate Godzilla-related turbulence at this time"

Friday, January 15, 2010

Guys Night In

Tiff and Liz have gone for a Girls Night Out, so that means I'm having a Guys Night In. Pretty much I cooked and ate a few sausages, watched Revenge of the Sith, drank Cream Soda and occasionally checked on the cricket score. Yeah, I party hard. Right now I am also whipping up a batch of Pineapple Ice Cream. It's a noisy, but very delicious, endeavor.

We also had a cool night on Wednesday night. We went down to NYC and had dinner down there and had a short walk around the Village (Greenwich Village) in the southern half of Manhattan. While we were there I took a few snaps around the neighborhood and in Washington Square Park, but not too many, because it was freezing down there. It really was around 32 degrees or colder.

Just checking on the Ice Cream... it's starting to thicken.

The pics are of the Arch in the park (there is also the Empire State Building visible beneath the arch), an experiment into kinetic photography, where I zoomed as I exposed the shot, and then 1 of I believe the library... the clouds looked pretty cool with the city lights reflecting off them.




I think it's time to finish up the ice cream and wait until tasting time...

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Quizzes

Last weekend we went ice skating and I only stacked it once. It was a good stack though - completely off the ice, landing on my side. No bruises or anything, so I guess that's a good thing. (Stack/ed definition, NSFW, has a lot of Australian slang in it, which is explained if you mouse over the term)

Today I happened across some quizzes online. They are all very scientific, as everything on the internet is. You can take them at The Oatmeal. Here are some of my results:


I did other quizzes, but didn't post the results... they also have some amusing comics/articles there.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Dealing with addiction

Recently with cold weather and snow fall (photos here) we have been doing more and more inside, particularly TV watching. We've watched all the episodes so far of FlashForward, we're 9 2/3 seasons through Friends, 4 episodes into Star Wars: The Clone Wars on DVD and have started watching Seinfeld.

But not all of the tv shows we have been watching are on DVD. Earlier this week I looked at Liz while watching one of them and said to her,

"I think I'm addicted to Ninja Warrior..."

Ninja Warrior is the American name for the Japanese show "Sasuke", and features contestants trying to make their way through 4 stages of obstacles. I first saw it when Marc (Hampton/Horse) visited a few months ago, but then rediscovered it recently.

There is also Women of Ninja Warrior (all women competitors) and American Ninja Warrior (which showed American qualification rounds and then the top 10 people going to Japan to compete in Ninja Warrior). I haven't watched Women of Ninja Warrior, so I can't comment on it. American Ninja Warrior was OK, but wasn't as good as the Japanese original. It was full of free runners and stunt men, where the Japanese original has fire men, students and all walks of life represented. One of my favorite competitors was a gas station manager who competed in his gas station manager hat.

The commentary on the show is also awesome. Commentary such as:

"I do Ninja Warrior, therefore I am",

"... the epitome of living muscle",

"can he finally reel in the final stage and bring it on board?".

They also show bios on some of the competitors. There was a school custodian on one episode, and they showed him fixing things and also scrubbing a urinal.

I like the spirit of competition, everyone cheers each other on. The competitors never look like they are competing against each other; they all realize that they are competing against the course and not one another.

Here is a YouTube video of a guy doing well and going all the way through the 4 stages. The competitor has been on a few competitions I have seen - he is a fishing boat captain. I like him as a competitor. I have also seen videos of him helping other people when they aren't sure about an obstacle.


Of course on a show like this you are bound to find stacks.



This post would have been made about an hour ago, but Ninja Warrior was on.

Cable success!!!

I successfully made a network cable! It involved lots of brown, white/brown, green and white/green, but I ordered them the right way, jammed it all in the head and crimped it and it worked! The pride is overwhelming. I actually am happy that it worked.

The secret was when I looked at the colored cables I took my first thought on the color of brown and green, then swapped it. Worked this time!

Friday, January 1, 2010

The things you find in a couch...

Firstly, Happy New Year to everyone!

Secondly, apologies to my regular followers; I know content has been thin (non-existent) lately.

Some of you may remember that back in November Liz and I got a couch from her grandmother. We later also got a matching chair. When we got them we were warned that they may be dusty, so we removed the pillow covers and washed and vacuumed them, and also beat out the cushions with a bat.

Today, I was sitting on the couch half asleep and I happened to reach down behind one of the cushions. Well, not just behind the cushion, but down underneath where the cushions sit and the back of the couch meets the bottom of the couch. "What the...?" was my first thought as I pulled out an envelope addressed to "Lewis for Senate" with Liz' grandfather's name and address on the back. The discovery prompted a thorough search and subsequent cleaning of the couch and chair. Here is what we ended up finding:

  • a 60 page newsletter, Daughters of the American Revolution, from September/October 2005, folded in half,
  • the reply envelope for "Lewis for Senate",
  • a flyer for debt consolidation,
  • a return envelope for Consumer Reports onhealth (a magazine)
  • a list of things to do,
  • a hair clip/comb,
  • a hair tie,
  • numerous newspaper clippings, some from 2004,
  • several napkins,
  • a bookmark,
  • an Indian school pamphlet thing, with religious quote,
  • food, including a largely intact pretzel, chocolate covered nut, popcorn and granola,
  • our own ruler (must have fallen in there recently), and the motherload,
  • a 13" pair of scissors!


The story behind the scissors and newspaper clippings is that Liz' grandfather had multiple pairs of these scissors, and would read newspapers on the couch all the time. When he found an article that someone he knew would like to read he would cut it out to give them. It was a running joke within the family that whenever Liz' grandfather asked for his scissors, these were the scissors he meant - not some little pair of regular scissors, but these massive ones. Not only did he cut newspaper clippings with them, legend has it (Liz told me) he also used to cut his nails with these scissors!

So, what's in your couch or chair?