OpenOffice.org comes with a macro language called Open Basic. I went looking for some documentation and found a very good tutorial as well as a list of links to other information at a site provided by Andrew Pitonyak called OpenOffice.org Macro Information.
Evening skies
Estes Park, 1997
Yesterday, I completed a massive filing effort. One bonus was finding this show photo of me riding Hap, taken in Estes Park in 1997.
Vandals
Horses have the same reaction to a clean white T-shirt as a vandal does to a freshly painted wall. This is why I have a lot of T-shirts.
Sunrise
I was out before dawn on an errand earlier this week, and was stopped at the bluffs by a passing train as I returned home. Fortunately, I had my camera.
Bubonicon
My trip to Albuquerque with Jack on the occasion of Bubonicon was marred by a head cold. I felt a suspicious scratchiness in my throat Thursday night, and had full bore symptoms by Friday morning. However, I had a relatively pleasant time despite the cold, though I did run out of steam by late afternoon each day.
The function space in the new hotel seemed to allow for a bigger dealer’s room as well as a larger art show. The con suite was up one level from the other rooms, and due to the way the elevators worked, it was hard to go between the con suite and the other functions. Tables, both for serving and sitting, filled the con suite room, and I found it a little too cramped. However, in total, the hotel was much nicer than the one last year. The air conditioning worked a lot better as well, which is important in New Mexico.
I enjoyed my visits to rubber stamp stores “The China Phoenix” and “The Stamper’s Pad.” However, I ran out of oomph before I got to the fabulous paper store on Nob Hill. I know I am feeling puny when I can’t find the energy to visit a good paper store.
In what has become a tradition of sorts, we listed to an audiobook by Ngaio Marsh on the trip: “Spinsters in Jeopardy.” Marsh has the facility of keeping us listening while simultaneously we critique the various reasons why we don’t think much of her plotting. In this book, there were just too many coincidences: I am willing to suspend disbelief, but not to the extent Marsh required. However, the setting was gorgeous, and there were a lot of comic bits. Most importantly, it lasted all the way to Albuquerque, and most of the way back.
Rio Grande Nature Center
Sunday morning I drove to the Rio Grande Nature Center. Even there, it is hard to forget that you are in the middle of a desert.
While I took this photo, some Canada geese flew in and out making a tremendous racket. Later, I saw a roadrunner. One of the watchers, a birder, lent me her field glasses so I could get a better look. I find them entrancing, probably due to an overexposure of Saturday morning cartoons as a child. Back then, I rooted for the bird, though now I have a sneaking sympathy for poor old Wile E. Coyote.
La Placita
Saturday, Jack and I had lunch at La Placita restaurant in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Have you ever wondered at the odd spelling? Evidently, the “r” which should go after “albu” got lost in the 19th century.
Hiatus
I will probably not be posting for a few days.
Inkslingers anniversary party
The first meeting of the stamp club to which I belong was held in August 2000. Each August, instead of our monthly meeting, we get together at a restaurant to celebrate the birthday of the club. Last night, we met at Giuseppe’s Old Depot Restaurant. We draw names and give a gift bag to the name we draw. The gift is supposed to be a handstamped item that is not a card, as well as no more than fifteen dollar worth of items. Each person, after the gift is opened, tries to guess who makes it. I made the Rollabind journal in the photo above. Other items included some framed art, an altered book, and a tic tac toe board.