A whole lot of not much. And a fire where we weren't.

[vakkotaur]

After the AnthroCon and NYC trips the past couple weekends, it was nice to pretty much do nothing. The peaks of this weekend were seeing Ron Babb again (who was wondering we had had been), laughing a lot at a radio show with Bob Hope and Jack Benny together, spending some time at the local range, having pizza delivered, and missing any excitement that was supposed to happen on Downtown Plaza.

Saturday Downtown Plaza was blocked off for a ways so a local radio station could throw their promo party thing. Someone with luck and the ability to listen to them a lot supposedly won a Harley. But that wasn't the excitement. A block or so south of where I used to live there is the Rippe grain elevator. It's a fairly small thing as grain elevators go. Saturday night, someone said, there was a fire. And it just burned, there wasn't a dust explosion. I drove within sight of the place on my way back to work. Yep, there was a fire. The top of one structure is burned out. Glad I was elsewhere.

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[pharwarner.livejournal.com]

Radio stations that have events like this are, by definition, awful. It reminds me of the kind of station that was inflicted upon me at work a few weeks back. Annoying new songs that you've never heard of punctuated by announcements that remind you of a 19th schoolroom attempt at making you learn by rote that "96FM plays today's best music". Damn... that seems to have worked. It's all utter dreck.

It's a strange coincidence, but we had a grain elevator fire here over the weekend too. Only the conveyor belts were burnt out, but it was quite an effort to stop the fire spreading to the silo itself. And of course, this silo contained wheat, not corn.