May 2006

Your Famous Last Words Will Be:

“So, you’re a cannibal.”

What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?


Whew. That last line… What a kicker.

I’m in Burlington for the state Chamber of Commerce business expo. I came up earlier this afternoon and set up the booth. We have a lovely 10×8 booth… We paid for a 8×6 booth but were gifted with a free upgrade… $1100 worth of booth for $600.

Here’s another view.

The two outer monitors show looped PowerPoints; one is about what we do, the other is Microsoft marketing stuff about Small Business Server 2003. The middle monitor is for demos. The tablet PC is for pure wizz-bang cool-factorocity.

The three bins on the left contain two multi-page documents about what we do and one special offer (the ‘Productivity Six Pack’; a server, three PCs, a laser printer, and a network switch for the low, low price of $8999). The two hundred mouse pads are hidden under the table along with the three computers running the PowerPoints and demos, a router, and extra copies of the handouts.

I was at Staples for a long time last night… Between the three documents, I copied 3300 sides onto 1800 sheets of paper.

Rabid and the ‘springs came to Burlington for a few days of sightseeing while I’m at the show. I stopped back by the show after dinner and ran into one of the event coordinators in the hall. I had asked her earlier for some help with the Internet connection… She had an answer for me. She also complimented me on our booth. I thought that was pretty cool.

Fark is excellent. A very valuable news source, really it is.

Then there’s this.

Dan Bern is playing at Falcon Ridge this year.


I just finished a two day class on Advanced Cardiac Life Support given at the local trauma center. I was the only student who was not an RN. I passed, I’m happy to say. I had thought that I would get to gloss over the meds and procedures that are not in my scope of care; that was not the case. Anyway, it was very interesting and I learned a lot. It was my second introduction to ECG rhythms… Previously, the knowledge was theoretical; now I need to be able to identify specific rhythms in order to provide the correct care.

Last weekend I went to a two day class on operating fire pumps at the Southern Vermont Regional Fire School. This training was also very interesting. The first day was all classroom and covered how to determine, set, and maintain the proper operating pump discharge pressure given various numbers and combinations of attack lines, nozzles, hose diameter and length, and elevation gain or loss. The second day was spent with pumpers, practicing various modes and details of usage.

My volunteer department received our new pumper several weeks ago; it is now in service. I’ve had a fair amount of practice driving and pumping with it and am signed off as an authorized operator… It’s possible that I have pumped with it more than anyone else in the department at this point. We had on open house on Saturday to show the engine off to the town; afterwards, I was invited to take my family for a ride in it. Rabid and the offspring piled into the five-person cab, O1 in the officer’s seat, Rabid and O2 in back, and we went for a ride into the village and back. The kids seemed to have a good time; I was a little nervous since it was the first time I had taken the truck out without an officer in attendance.

I don’t have any good pictures of the new truck although I will post some when I get some.

This weekend I am heading off to darkest PA in order to attend a bachelor party being thrown by some Fest friends; the Catatonics. I expect to be hung over for much of next week.


This is my network guy with a pile of mousepads… We had 500 made up. Everyone seems to like them.

This is looking down the ladder from the bucket to the quint. The garage door down there is fifteen or twenty feet tall. The gauge on the right of the ladder seems to show that the angle of the ladder is just over sixty degrees.

Last week we threw up a thirty-five foot laddder for training and it came to just over the roof of the brick section. “Lock in and lean back!”

To the left, you can see the hood of Ambulance One.

Here I am, eighty-five feet from the quint. Large, ain’t it? Driving it is a trip.

The ladder can actually be depressed below the level of the quint. I’m over the employee parking area in this picture, though.

Looking east from the fire department. From over the fire department, really.

North east.


North west.