Archive for September, 2009

The St. Louis Apple Picking TweetUp

eckertsOn a weekly basis I’m looking for things to do with my kids on the weekend. Sometimes, things seem to drop in my calendar and other times, I find the most obscure random events going on. However, this weekend was kind of a no-brainer because now that we’re in full autumn swing, the fruit orchards are harvesting. Apple picking is not only a fun thing to do on a Sunday afternoon…but it’s even more fun when you can do it with your family and friends.

On Sunday, October 4th, 2009, I will be taking my girls to Eckert’s Farm in Belleville, IL for some good ole country fun. Everyone is invited to join us as this will be a peak time for picking Golden Delicious and Red Delicious apples. Eckert’s charges $1.59/lb for their apples but it’s worth every penny!

We’ll meet at 2:00pm at the country store.  The weather is slated to be beautiful so I hope to see all my friends there.

Be sure to follow Eckert’s on Twitter and let them know you’re coming and supporting our local economy.  If you decide to retweet this event, be sure to use the hashtag #STLAppleTweetup.

Eckert’s Farm is located at:
951 S. Green Mount Road
Belleville, IL 62220
Google Maps

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VDV 2009-09-21 (Versa Dave Video)

On my way to work this morning while driving @vikversa I set up the video camera and ran a few minutes of capture.  I’d really like to get more into vlogging because I think it would be a creative outlet for funny, but I’ll have to work up and out of the boring stage.  Impromptu stuff like this may not seem comical or entertaining, but I will work on it I promise.

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This Is Me Being Vulnerable

This past weekend during my daughter’s birthday party, a few of us adults were sitting around in the living room while all the kids played. Somehow my social media life became a topic of conversation. It’s been a long standing joke in my family that I’m much too open with my life. My brother took this opportunity to poke fun at it with his jokes of satire.

It’s true though. I’m sometimes much too open for my own good and some day it may even catch up with me. My thought process for this however is that I’m a good guy (in my own mind). I don’t do drugs, I’m not a troublemaker, I think I’m a good father to my children, I try to respect people at all costs even when their opinions differ, and I generally have a good disposition about life. If I was anything less than these things, then maybe I’d be worried. But the truth is, I have nothing to hide. I make no attempts at hiding much of anything in my life, including my political views, my handguns, and Christian beliefs.

To further my vulnerability, I’ve decided to talk about my latest life drama. I have been divorced for nearly 2.5 years now. I have custodial rights for my children and have them 67% of the time. I chose not to take child support from my ex-wife. Financially for me, this has proven to be overwhelming since the daycare bills alone equal more than $800/month. I make a descent wage for the career I’m in but at the end of the month, there’s not a whole lot left over.

Over the past few years I’ve also worked at whittling away debt and have done very well at it. I finally came to a point though where I needed help. Rather than put myself in a situation where debt would overrun my life or I became so late on bills that I’d start having things shut off, I decided to swallow my pride. I talked with my parents initially to ask for their opinions on what I could do. Of course the option of getting a 2nd job came up but given that I only have a few weekday nights of solitude, working a $7/hr job for 10-12 hours a week didn’t seem like it would cut it. The final option was for me to move in with my parents; an idea that I was not very comfortable with since I’m 33 years old. After a week of contemplating and deep thought, I decided to give in. After all, my pride is not nearly as valuable to me as the welfare of my children.

I’m working hard on a promotion at work and with any luck, by the end of the year or even the beginning of 2010, I’ll land the gig and my monthly income will grow; thus allowing me to substantiate a more fruitful and vibrant lifestyle for my children. I keep telling myself this is a temporary situation. I’m embarrassed to talk about it, but when I do, people are generally ok with it.

My parents have been nothing but nice to me. They respect my privacy and have given me enormous amounts of love. I am truly blessed to be their son. My bedroom is essentially the dining room for the time being but I’m ok with it. It’s helping me to make sure my family is taken care of. While it would hinder any kind of dating relationship I ever get into, I hope that a woman will be able to see past “living with my parents” and realize that I’m not doing it out of laziness but rather for the safety and well being of my children. If a woman DID have a problem with it, then reevaluation would surely see me walking out of that relationship.

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Geocaching Started With A Splash

I have recently become enthralled with geocaching due largely to @mdhugo’s influence. We’ve never gone hunting together, but after I saw that he was into it, I did some researching and decided to try it out.  My first adventure was with my kids and we thoroughly enjoyed it.  I purchased the Geocaching app from the iTunes store for $10. It was well worth the investment as it allows you to not only view all geocaches near your current location (or search by zip code) but it lets you view all the logs, tips/hints, and even record that you found it. The iPhone GPS is hit or miss but is generally accurate within about 10 feet.  It hasn’t proven to be a problem until today.

My friend @tgrossner and I had talked on Saturday about going out hunting. He too purchased the iPhone app.  We met at the QT in Wentzville near Hwy 61 and Hwy A. He jumped into @vikversa and off we went. Our first 2 caches were relatively easy and kept us within the Wentzville area. The 2nd one, Tim even spotted as we drove up to the site. As we sat and looked for our 3rd cache, we decided on one that was about 2.5 miles away in Lake St. Louis. It was near a park but not close to a road so we figured it might be a little bit harder.

We got to the general vicinity, parked the car, and walked our way toward the marker. As we came to a line of woods, we realized there was still another 200 feet or so before we reached the marker. There was a small clearing that appeared to resemble a trail so we took it. About 100 feet in, we took a trek off the path and began thrashing through the brush. It became quickly apparent that the level of difficulty that the owner of this cache ranked it as (2 on a 1-5 scale) was grossly misjudged. Up until now, neither of us had bothered to look at the logs or description.

geocache1A creek creeped up on us and the solution to crossing it wasn’t easily seen. I found a log that went across it. I stepped out on it with one foot to test it’s stability. It bounced and the opposite side barely rest on another tree coming out of the ground. Tim didn’t find it to be safe but I decided to try it anyways. As I put all my weight on my right leg to jump across, the log broke and fell to the water…along with me. There I am soaking wet up my legs from splashing into the creek and Tim’s laughing his butt off…naturally. I would have laughed too. The log was now in a more stable position for him to take a lunging step off of to get to the other side.

According to our iPhones, we were virtually on top of the cache.  After my last geocaching outing, I had decided that since the iPhone 3G I have lacks a fully functional compass, I brought an analog one. This ended up being a worthwhile forethought, but didn’t ultimately help us find it. Tim and I searched for nearly 45 minutes within a 50-60 feet radius. I also brought my 3-bulb LED flashlight, which also was very helpful, but again ultimately didn’t help us find the cache.

geocache2We stared into the deep woods and scratched our heads. At one point, we eventually went through the logs and description of the cache and discovered that in the last 3 years, only 2 people had actually found this one. Again, the difficulty was grossly misjudged. The owner did state that he had to rehide the cache because some kids had vandalized it. Our thoughts are that it may have happened again. We’d get to a point where the app said we were 5 feet away…after a few seconds the coordinates would update and suddenly we’re 36 feet away.

Eventually, our patience wore thin and we just gave up. Had I been alone, I may have kept looking but it was getting dark and there was little progress. If I ever spring for an actual handheld GPS unit, then I may go back and try it again. I intend on logging our experience as well with the owner. I’ll feel alot better if the owner goes back to find that it’s not there. At least then our failure would be justified.

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