tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152670692012-02-15T22:56:57.101-09:00Sanguine Crackpot<a href="http://flickr.com/photos/sanguine_crackpot/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/119/291345971_8044ef5ac7_o.jpg" width="692" height="173" alt="workin2_master" /></a>Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.comBlogger601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-40125200371244098672007-08-30T10:26:00.000-08:002007-08-30T10:33:46.707-08:00Moving onhey all, I've been pretty busy these days, so have decided to simplify a bit, redirecting my attentions and energies (and posting lags) to MADAPE.ORG, the blog that I sort of work on w/my bros. All posts will be done on that site in the future. I returned last night from Yakutat, having completed the Tat trip safely, which was great fun (pics forthcoming). Anyways, hope all is well Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-72076665928490842362007-08-15T08:12:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:09.986-09:00Take 'er EasySeptember is filling up quick with events. With the Tatshenshini trip kicking it off tomorrow, a trip to Anchorage for FOP when I return, and the Klondike relay the week after that, life is looking a little busy right now. I called in sick for the first time in years today, capping what has been a specacular few days of weather with some rest and decompression. Taking the day off Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-34173210058855609312007-07-30T14:21:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:10.654-09:00Bright Lights in the Panhandle* (*warning, profane preserves are presented below)After garnering a somewhat satisfactory set of 'good enough' grades in chemistry, I made the exodus from VT back north a little over a week ago. Regardless of a change of geographic location, life has continued its rabid pace. Since returning, there has been a spate of good times, jam making, job searching, Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-40317416552164958392007-06-29T08:03:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:11.058-09:00Double DutySo I just had what was likely the most dissatisfying experience in my scholastic experience consisting of yet another chem test, marking 3/4 of the way through this gang buster of a summer class. Dissatisfying because I am totally burned out on school-world, and pretty much everything I hold against it only sounds like a lame-o excuse, (which for the most part, they are). How can you Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-75208914047170958912007-06-13T15:15:00.000-08:002007-06-13T18:15:11.914-08:00ProcrastinationI have a test tomorrow, so you should check out this kick ass flight pattern vid:and this great colbert report interview on stem cells, as well as a link I skimmed from zeitgeist on fertility. Finally, check the google vid 'invisible children' if you haven't yet. Don't watch it before bed either, but make sure you stick with it past the 10min mark, it gets much, much better (if Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-30202617077971406392007-06-01T07:12:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:11.798-09:00Elevator... Gooooin' Up!Over one half the first semester of chemistry down, all in two weeks...Pretty much every week feels a bit like a toned down finals week in this class. I spend my weekends blowing off steam, kick it up monday, do ~10+ hours of work a day, including at least three labs and one big old test every week. However, all this crapdom is paying off with decent grades, a killer Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-29012673708703162022007-05-27T08:34:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:12.467-09:00Boat anyone?Quick hit, paddling, running, & climbing have been great, as well as chilling with some old and new friends the last two weeks. I pooped out had this weekend, took a day off from everything, and feel great again. Here's a (very) quick photo-look at whats been going on:The remnants of one of the cooler UVM buildings. They are reusing that whole pile of rubble at an adjacent and Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-15896255287289903372007-05-25T13:23:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:13.117-09:00This Shit is UnrealWow, that was an incredibly fast two weeks. So, I swung down to Ripton, VT a few days before the wedding to plan shit out after a day's break from Bachelor-recovery. Right before I took off, I got to hang w/Brent, who visited for a few days, & Joshua, a bud from Johnson. We tooled around Mansfield and Huntington for a bit before (after?) heading to the house for a few Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-16088772389756315892007-05-14T17:18:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:14.080-09:00Grazing FeetBullets of sweat drop from my forehead as feet switch relative locations, propelling stiff joints along one of my favorite runs, which has lately become something of a homecoming. I had truly poetic verse running through my head earlier, but that seems to have slipped away into a tired, travel induced fog. While missing running was terrible, it seems I have never before fully Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-86075012283001996572007-04-25T11:20:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:15.985-09:00Two wheels is a Beautiful ThingI have had the privelage to ride into school for the better part of the last two weeks, interspersed with a drive here and there to take me places otherwise far out of reach with large loads. The rides in the morning have been serving as a pleasent little buffer between sleep and school, the two prime concerns these days. Where my bicycle spends its time while iPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-37646067809956737632007-04-13T07:08:00.000-08:002007-04-13T07:20:32.295-08:00And by redux I mean...Yep, so far I've spent about 20+ hours in hb105 (the envi-sci hide-a-way), had a bit of (terrible, terrible) beer on the docks (please, for your own health don't drink fosters), spent some quality time @ folk fest, and am on my way to ski Mt. Ben Stuart this morning; pretty much all things that antithesize last years experience on the chilkoot. Watching the wx for the lastPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-52440654510029257612007-04-10T20:48:00.000-08:002007-04-10T17:05:19.701-08:00Busy BeesOkay, so the rundown of the last ~1 week: I spent last saturday TAing the backcountry skiing class, attended an amazing bonfire out sunshine cove, flew over to a technical rigging class, which was excellent. We rolled through four long days of rope systems for rescue scenarios. This is definately something I would like to expand upon. Maybe of the most interest was attending the Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-29460296773572499922007-03-22T15:22:00.000-08:002008-12-12T19:44:16.174-09:00Fuck.Death. Pretty much one of the only inevitable things in life.... blah blah blah & insert deep self reflection here. Maybe a pretty little musing about how we are all in the same ship together, riding the same stormy seas or some cliched bullshit like that. Well my friends, I am merely going to say that I am sick of it, of the gaps, the patches torn from my life.Sounds whiny and selfish? Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-54041542748520053642007-03-06T22:07:00.000-09:002007-03-07T19:02:04.796-09:00Snow DazeDo you remember when we used listed eagerly to the radio, hoping, wishing for those golden words... 'school is cancelled'. Do you remember struggling to get that last arm into your tiny one piece hand-me-down sno-suit, plunging your many-layered arm into a sleeve clearly designed for a five year old, not the big 'ole second grader currently tangled in mortal struggle. Do you remember Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-35118522321542120982007-02-28T22:48:00.000-09:002008-12-12T19:44:16.313-09:00Bonn AppetiteWhile most folks have been stuck at work for ~8h/day, clacking away at a keyboard, I've been complaining about the difficulties of the educational system. When most folks are getting ready to go home for the day, I'm usually still in one of three rooms (one of them being the Library, my favorite napping joint, and a hopping place all around) trying to catch up. Thankfully, I have Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-8876032783522355332007-02-18T13:13:00.000-09:002007-02-18T14:43:18.649-09:00WanderlustDirected at Matt: you have been a topic of a number of conversations lately.For those of you unfamiliar with my brother's worldly adventures, please check out our joint blog (you should really check it out anyway...). A quick context though, Matt, my oldest and shortest brother has been gallivanting across the globe for quite some time now. Currently learning Kenyan in Nairobi to Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-30761057924757660242007-02-13T15:51:00.000-09:002008-12-12T19:44:16.512-09:00A Mind in MotionSure, it might be a little scary. Perhaps it's even a little dangerous. But really, what could possibly be more fun than dreaming you're Billy-Bob Thorton as a cheery, yet heartful hospital janitor dying of cancer? Not only that, but for the first time I can remember, this occured as a dream inside a dream inside a dream. Cool, huh?In reality though, I spent all last weekend Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-66508888259561048732007-02-04T14:44:00.000-09:002007-02-04T15:09:05.244-09:00What it's like to have a life....Busy weekends lately. Though I haven't been able to get out very much, time has been slipping by ever faster. Getting out needs to be a priority again, but with a workload like this one, making time is tough. However, I somehow found time to try contact improv, hang @ tori's new place (check out the pics on facebook, its got a woodstove & plenty of nooks!), Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-42702581791199096932007-01-24T22:58:00.000-09:002007-01-24T23:22:17.028-09:00Sunken, but still SwimableWell, Josh just found out he's getting sent back to Iraq for what I think is the 3rd time. So much for Rainier. Feck. I seriously have terrible luck with trips lately (but at least I'm not going to the war zone, I think). This impacts the Chilkoot too, not to mention his life. Being the moderately responsible fellow that Josh is, he's going to spend the coming Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-75220537229650322922007-01-16T06:07:00.000-09:002008-12-12T19:44:17.035-09:00Tuck & RollA quick update in the tiny world of me:I just spend the last little while stuck in VT, which, as it turns out, is not actually a bad thing. Quite to the contrary, my time was well spent with old friends, good beer, family, and perhaps most importantly, an opportunity to take 'lazy' to a whole new level. Don't get me wrong, I cut wood in the yard, got a big reseach paper done (with a Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-907097214860373352006-12-11T16:35:00.000-09:002006-12-11T18:16:03.295-09:00Pshew!that was a frickin long semester. a trudge. a grind. a slog, plod, plug, battle. drudgery.And now its almost done. I'm pumped to be flying back east, checking out the scene, seeing whats up with old friends, hanging with the fam. and generally relaxing. I've got a good lineup of books to be checking out, as I seem to have sacrificed casual reading in the name of unholy schoolwork. OnPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-91324176471340642722006-12-06T19:20:00.000-09:002006-12-06T19:37:46.024-09:00Ubiquity, UndressedThe inability to remember what you ate for breakfast this morning is a likely sign that you are overstressed, overloaded, and probably not hopped up enough from that fourth pot of coffee. Fortunately, though I love it oh so much, I don't really drink coffee any more. Hm, overstressed. Is there really an under stressed? Probably. I should find out what it means, sounds nicePeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-18339772769469019082006-12-01T16:51:00.000-09:002006-12-04T18:05:01.325-09:00I'll have mustard with that, pleasea thin shadow walks barren rows of till;sandalwood grips burning longdays and hard work into calloused skin.Step after step the bridal chokes,and eyes clouded by dust flutterto clear the air of foul matter.Overhead blue skies draw backmildewed curtains to let a burningsun part with its heated lust for lifeStep after step labour pulls at labour.Muscles twitching,Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-16270268938707257392006-11-28T17:00:00.000-09:002006-11-30T13:08:42.155-09:00SoundingsHave you ever gone into the bathroom? I'm willing to bet the answer is yes.Now, have you ever suddenly and spontaneously forgotten what the door looked like when you went in just after you cross the threshold. Still holding the door to one side, a strong doubt regarding the sex of a certain little man (or woman), wheather handicapped or not (why is it always a male in the wheelchair?).Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-4302090394457654772006-11-13T21:27:00.000-09:002006-11-14T15:54:16.390-09:00Quizzicallooking greedily forward to the thanksgiving trip, but the weather has worsened down around the cascades, which could bode ill for us.I've been pretty exhausted lately, with school, projects, trips, and a new found love for hunting sapping time away in bits. mostly though, I'm sick of the current status quo, a feebling and regular occurace in my life. one can always do better than whatPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-48770343980207195462006-11-06T21:14:00.000-09:002006-11-06T22:13:13.872-09:00Who's Zed?I have a great idea for a project. I'm going to gather all the favorite cliches of friends, acquaintances, neighbors, etc. Then, sewing them together with wit and witticism, an ode to life and lust will be born. A terrible, hungry creature to roam thttp://beta.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifhe land, satisfied only by the consumption of small infants (are there ever truly large ones?) andPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-44124301581973017472006-10-26T20:26:00.000-08:002006-11-01T18:45:21.209-09:00Cast off the ballast!so, after an unsuccessful deer hunt a few weeks ago with josh, I was rather disappointed. While roaming Admiralty island on 4 wheelers from a landing craft, and spending an excellent night in a isolated cove with stars overhead on his father-in-laws landing craft. Didn't kill anything the next day, but saw a few deer and generally hung out in the woods. For what its worth,Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-56005177931772978552006-10-23T18:28:00.000-08:002006-10-25T20:18:22.366-08:00Hang 'em highI just ran into Terry and Shannon at Heratige coffee today. Terry, a fellow Lemon Creek and Lemon Creek Glacier enthusiest (he ran a project that occupied my upper site years ago) happened to mention that a recent report just released by UC Boulder that between 2002-2005, ~36 cubic miles of fresh water was released by Greenland's Glaciers. Wow, thats a lot of h2oThe funny thing is,Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-48270306257831134712006-10-06T16:38:00.000-08:002006-10-06T18:21:13.761-08:00Eye CandyI've decided to dedicate this weekend to RPS, no esss; also to catching up on homework and getting my ass back in gear. in honor of this momentus occasion, I give you one of the cooler looking pieces of work I've done in the last few weeks in incrediably unpolished, yet visually apealing form:-Peter ps, keuffel and esseler should be forced to count littel squares for eternity....Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-78647547402774751862006-10-04T09:58:00.000-08:002006-10-04T10:18:00.619-08:00Burning down the houseOk, so this is going to sound great: You know those days where all of a sudden you realize that you've taken on too much, overextended yourself, and just plain feel like a fuckup? Well, I won't bother relating what I though was an insane schedule, but damnnit, why don't I ever listen to the people that tell me what I'm doing is crazy. Honestly, its not the schedule itselfPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-84419406203300987282006-09-25T05:36:00.000-08:002006-09-25T05:43:07.770-08:00Ramen and RavingSo, I woke up a few mornings ago around four, sat in bed trying desperately to fall back asleep, which of course never works. Really, all I wanted was a package of ramen. I haven't eaten ramen in a long time, at least with the exception of the icefield (a large number of exceptions were made up there, including my first taste of SPAM). But the last few days, I've been out Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-73567230293489557582006-09-20T17:43:00.000-08:002006-09-20T17:54:59.754-08:00The Day Joe Sears Dropped the DiscJoe, I just can't let it go at that.So joe sears, the man we all love and know, happened to drop the disc on a pull. Now often, we give everyone a "get out of jail free" card for their first fuckup. However, joe, being the amazing player, is usually the one handing said leniency out, often with some hand waving and hat tipping. After the offence, poor joe lay Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-87237185777574286232006-09-19T10:33:00.000-08:002006-09-19T10:35:38.547-08:00I came to shut off the propaneso I tried google translate today with a chinese fellows comment on a friends flickr site, and this is what I got out:"Doing some advertising, hey No, that is nothing. Movies also got this or we see a lot of Kazakhstan Ha! Now. . . Give you a good place : Warring States on the 2nd] [Black Tie In fact, Arab. . . Another one is my Waterloo. . Haha, economicalPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1156813304149362422006-08-28T16:04:00.000-08:002006-08-28T17:02:05.536-08:0017 Sides of FriesOkay... Hmmm... Well....Here's the deal as I see it right now: Life as we know it will never snow down (whoops, that's supposed to be "slow"), wait, stand idly by as you pick out your favorite beer or flowers or whatever. Theres a whole lot to do in this world, and how you do can be a really big deal. Additionally, who you do it with, and whether or not you actually get around Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1150999968292084062006-06-22T09:39:00.000-08:002006-08-28T14:49:43.840-08:00So the deal is...Quick lowdown is that I've revisited my upper site in some gnarly weather, but failed to bushwack to my lower site, a task appointed for tomorrow with a few other folks. I also retrieved an instrument from an older project up there, and will replace it with a new one that I'm grabbing from the lower site. All together, should be pretty simpleish, but equates to a lot of Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1150225210580509042006-06-13T10:42:00.000-08:002006-06-14T21:44:03.680-08:00Clouded NinesWahoo!This weekend I finally set up my sites for the grant project. My buddy Colin bravely made the journey w/me. We choppered out w/ERA pretty late in the day to Camp 17 (one of the primary JIRPs permenant camps), which made life a hell of a lot easier considering the amount of gear we were dealing with. We set up one site that evening, enjoyed an amazing sunset, then crashed. Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1148266002664719702006-05-21T18:34:00.000-08:002006-06-03T09:11:28.703-08:00Busy like a ZeeIts no epiphany. Since returning -wow, a little over two weeks ago, this vicious drive to overcome, to prove, has taken a rest for a while. Knaps, a previously unheard waste of time, have become somewhat commonplace. Sunny days are lazed in. Work is getting done, though at a more compact and efficient pace (read: I'll always be a damn procrastinator, but am becoming better at Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1146980187873584342006-05-06T17:46:00.000-08:002006-05-07T08:24:53.840-08:00Hypothermiacs...The Chilkoot Trail, "the most famous trail in the north", usually associated with hardworn miners, gritty frontiersmen, wiley packers, and pantalooned mounties. When Brent came to Juneau, we set out to change that perception forever. First came finals, mixed with hikes and some beers, pretty hectic stuff. Finishing my last final at 2am on tuesday, we loaded our packs into my Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1145638174939233922006-04-21T08:27:00.000-08:002006-04-21T18:12:34.513-08:00Wrapitup, Breakitdown, Cutitout!Speaking in tongues, its a requisite skill for we who are sleep deprived, living off of pilot bread and cream cheese, sore-eyed from staring at computer screens and projectors in dark rooms occasionally filled with people. A requisite skill for those who were in the library until it closed, went home, dumped the pack on the floor, ate (thanks for making the killerPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1144260101394305602006-04-05T09:34:00.000-08:002006-04-05T17:00:52.816-08:00Long Weekends, Early Season, and Good News!First off, I've just received notice today of my reachable of that epscor grant. Apparently they gave me the full award, which is ~$5,000. Badass, huh? Can't say I'm not excited to be working independently up on the glacier this summer. Now I just got to.... do the work!Ok, So I woke up last friday, and went to school as normal. After getting out ofPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1143189898415444012006-03-23T23:24:00.000-09:002006-03-24T08:10:07.583-09:00Learning to give a little moreSo heres the lowdown: first off, I really can't believe its been a month since I last posted, secondly, I've been expanding my volunteer opportunities this month at an exponential rate. As usual, time's been flying by at light speed, and in trying to keep up, I've gottem myself mired in some amazing groups! Last spring I did a few trainings with Juneau Mountian Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1140490612082087342006-02-20T17:32:00.000-09:002006-02-23T16:23:04.933-09:00More summer stuff....Well, to fill the gaps between classes, I'm applying for a fedreal epscor grant to do research on Lemon Glacier here in town. if all goes well, I'll be looking at the ratio of melt water and runoff in Lemon Creek watershed. No one has looked that the relationship between the two, and with most of the glaciers in the world on the run (read: melt), it will be interesting to Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1139598000506862722006-02-10T09:57:00.000-09:002006-02-10T10:00:00.506-09:00Quick hit and some more links:heres a few more links to stuff I'll hopefully be doing this summah!its all Juneau Icefield Research Project info (2mo. on the icefield straight isnt too shabby). theres some amazing pictures in here. This program is one of the longest running research projects in the world in glaciology.http://www.juneauicefield.org/http://www.crevassezone.org/and the best pics Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1136007773803742462005-12-30T20:41:00.000-09:002006-02-10T09:56:21.826-09:00(really posted on feb. 2, 2006)Its been a little while, eh?Well, after a crazy and rought ending to the trip, things have settled down significantly and life is on the march once again. I'm rooming with a gread dude who works for the state's rural tourism development program, and have basically been spending ~30h/wk in the library doing homework and trying to keep up with all the reading for my Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1135873632497364252005-12-29T06:05:00.000-09:002005-12-29T09:07:55.153-09:00Ahh, the things I could share....and will!I'm currently on the road again, having gotten it in my mind to travel back to juneau and complete school at UAS. don't ask me why, but I seem to be in a wandering mode. H and I took 4 days to travel from VT to Carson City, NV, doin' around 600-900 miles a day. This is the first drive across the country that I haven't been completely exhausted or Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1133736250939348502005-12-04T13:39:00.000-09:002005-12-04T13:44:10.953-09:00Lowdown, Down lowtidy, yep, its the end of the semester, almost all my work is done but a few essays, papers, and take home tests. I've gotten through the hellish waffling in my decision to move back west (sort of), and come up with a moderately possible plan to be done and out of school within a year and a half. This stark plan involves work, and lots of it. For basically two years. No Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1131396784378412982005-11-07T11:41:00.000-09:002005-11-07T11:53:04.390-09:00Yep, Thaaaats the Stuff....Went Zen and the Art of Ultimate 3 this weekend at Green Mtn. College. This was my first college tourney, and was pretty wild. Apart from the moderately excessive public nudity, intense games, and trying to keep all the noobs in line and in tune with each other on the field, it was a much-needed relaxation. The passing on of such coveted frisbee tradittions as Wah Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1130271650334336672005-10-25T12:11:00.000-08:002005-10-25T12:35:45.413-08:00Bouldering CompSooooo, its been a while, and life certainly has taken a few new turns, but nonetheless, work and play are still the priorities. For two weeks, I have been organizing a bouldering comp. at the JSC rock gym, which I run in conjunction with big chris. We stripped the whole wall, cleaned all the holds (hours of work in itself), set a whole new slew of routes and problems, and then, Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1128001710227912662005-09-29T05:38:00.000-08:002005-09-29T05:48:30.233-08:00An Only Slightly Unadulterated EmailI realized I haven't really put up a description of my trip back east yet, so here's one I just sent to my friend corina, who just moved to Arizona. So here it is, minus a few spelling errors, plus a few extra ones:corina! I've been meaning to drop a line. How's Arizona and stuffs, life, all that grandness? The trip back was pretty damn intense, we covered Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1127332352603263242005-09-21T11:48:00.000-08:002005-09-21T11:54:04.050-08:00Sick and Injuredafter many days of boldly abusing my body and living up the good life here, my knees have finally given out, along with my ammune system. I'm down and out for the moment (not a bad place to be), but have picked up trying to learn harmonica, attempting to paint again, and turning back to a little photog to keep myself busy aside from school and running the rock gym on campus. Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1126798481938933472005-09-15T07:26:00.000-08:002005-09-15T07:34:41.943-08:00Livin the good life....Been pretty busy around these parts. I'm taking a pretty light load, and am in school only 4 days/wk, but I'm working on those days as well, and trying to fit all the HW in too, so I can go on and have killer 3 day weekends all over NE. One reason I've scheduled myself this way is because I completed my UAS application, and am waiting for a "yes" from them (pretty much Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1125756966835108382005-09-03T06:10:00.000-08:002005-09-03T06:16:06.840-08:00So much for updating from the road! Life's been pretty crazy. I dropped H off at logan airport last sunday, and made my way up to johnson stopping at home briefly to load the truck. I was pretty exhausted when I finally rolled into JSC, but definately relieved to have the travel over with, only to find out that the stress was only begining. Over this past week, I've been dealing with a Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1124866619466596632005-08-23T22:54:00.000-08:002005-08-23T22:56:59.470-08:00One in the morning, central time. who knew truck stops had wireless, but apparently its the norm here in iowa, 3h outside of chicago. Gonna try to make it in one last push after a little sleep. Hope to be back in VT around 10 tomorrow night or something? Who knows. Pics online and unorganized. Tired. Sleep.-PPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1124525436702105902005-08-20T00:03:00.000-08:002005-08-20T00:10:36.706-08:00So heres the deal: We're halfway done with the trip by mileage, we've been on the amazing cassiar hwy, climbed at smith rock in oregon, gotten pulled over 3mi from the canadien border (by we, I mean heather), driven while hallucinating a little more than is safe, and generally had all of the excellent little adventures that take place on a road trip of this magnitude. I'm pumped to be finally Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1124433670719900782005-08-18T22:38:00.000-08:002005-08-18T22:41:10.723-08:00we made it to carson city this morning at like 8, after driving for 4 days with little to no sleep. ~3k Miles (in other words, we've already driven across the country milage wise, but still have over 2k to go). break here for a few days, then move on.more photos updated on Flickr today, check'm out (link to the right). more to come, too tired to do it right now. will be caught up by sun, whenPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1123999835382269182005-08-13T22:00:00.000-08:002005-08-13T22:10:35.386-08:00Time to leaveTomorrow at 4 is the big day. Waffles will be made, goobyes will be said, ferries will be boarded, and I'll be moving away from the only other place on the planet that I call home. The truck is all the way packed, only 1/2 fixed, but in good shape and ready to roll. Heather and I will be driving out of Skagway, AK to Whitehorse in the Yukon, then down through Prince George, BC andPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1123718289043129152005-08-10T15:56:00.000-08:002005-08-10T15:58:09.046-08:00All my new pics will be posted on flickr (see the links to the right) starting this sunday (aug. 14). Check it out, as I will be adding pics every couple of days starting then,Cheers!Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1123697623201612532005-08-10T10:10:00.000-08:002005-08-10T11:34:58.343-08:00More GIS StuffsSooo, I've been working with GIS all summer, in addittion to a lot of other things, here at USGS. Its pretty powerful stuff, mainly because people like to see things described visually. Most front-end GIS is pretty pictures with cold-hard data waiting behind the curtain with a big club, or a lead pipe. Yeah, the pipe! One of the free programs out there is google earth, which Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1123627728097378552005-08-09T14:45:00.000-08:002005-08-09T14:48:48.100-08:00This is probably the final public version of a map that I made for work so the office could track its sites and generally show them off to the public a little easier.GIS is pretty cool stuff, and theres lots of opportunities within the field, though most of it is sitting in front of a desk cranking through data and trying to get everything to line up just so.So long!Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15267069.post-1123622221045560892005-08-09T12:27:00.000-08:002005-08-09T13:17:01.050-08:00Never really decided on blogging so much as is was pushed onto my lap. Well, I figure at least this'll be an easy way for folks to keep track of my misadventures, pics, and latest cool links and such. Enjoy all,-PPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553044509640816815noreply@blogger.com0