The Rooster Needs a Name

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Hey, look, an extra post. This one is asking for you to contribute. Our rooster needs a name and you’ll get the whole story, as well as the chance to help us pick a final name.

Our last young Rooster was George (his story is here). We’ve been enjoying Hamilton, which isn’t for everyone (Mom) and so the names we’re considering were inspired by the musical.

Adams is a reference to I Know Him, when King George is talking about the leader being frequently replaced. The intent is to replace the roosters periodically, so it seemed fitting.

Rex is a longer story. George was the name of our last rooster and George is also the name of the king from the Revolutionary War (although he was the third). Somehow, we came around to Leroy being a corruption of le roi (I’m not sure if “king” is supposed to be capitalized in French without a name, so I’m going with not). Tony said something about “le roi” probably being a corruption of “king” in Latin. I pointed out that in Latin, it’s “rex” and so we came to Rex as another option.

So your choices are as follows:

  • Adams
  • Rex
  • something from your imagination, if you’ve got something you think is even better

I think the way I’m going to do this is to suggest that you either comment on the blog or send me an e-mail if you have it. I’d like him to have an official name by the end of the day on April 16, so any suggestions or votes after that won’t be considered.

Surround Speakers…Installed!

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We’ve lived in our current house for three years and we finally installed the surround speakers we moved from the other house. They’ve been sitting on the bookshelf (the movie shelf, really), waiting for us to get around to putting them up. I was surprised, after having put it off as long as we did, how smoothly the project went.

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It didn’t take us long to decide that the best way to run the wire was through the attic. We got the ladder and opened the “door” to the attic. Whiskey thought about coming up to help, but decided he wasn’t ready to try climbing a ladder. The biggest kink, which wasn’t much of a problem, is that the air handler blocks the way to the side of the attic we needed to get to. There is a very small gap on the side that I can inchworm through (if I try to do a taller crawl, I get stuck). Once I got over, we quickly figured out where to pull up the insulation to push the wire through and got everything put together in a couple of hours, at the most.

I’m switching the schedule for the blog because of my work schedule this year. I have Mondays and Wednesdays off, so I’m hoping that once things settle in, that will be a better fit.

Dinner, Beer, and Whisky

This past weekend, we went to the Virginia Distillery Company for dinner (BBQ Exchange), beer (Three Notch’d Brewing), and whiskey (Virginia Distillery). I’ve been wanting to go down to check out the distillery for a while, but we’ve never made it down there before now.

I thought the setup of the night was pretty cool. We got there and the introduction was a little overwhelming (“here’s what you do and where you go and have a map”). Once we figured out that the plan for dinner was written on the map, it was a little more manageable.

We started in their visitor center with a drink and little appetizers. From there, the map showed that we were supposed to go to the museum for the main appetizers, so we did. The museum was small, but pretty informative and it was honestly nice that it wasn’t so large that I felt like I had to spend a day there just to look at all the information.

From the visitor center, we went down to the cask house. There, they had biscuits with caramelized onions and I’m not sure what else. They were Tony’s favorite, I think. The cask house was my favorite. I told Tony I wanted to live in there…it smelled like oak and some other things I can’t name. In there, they had their whisky neat. I don’t really know anything about drinking whisky, but it wasn’t terrible.

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It was interesting to hear them talk about importing their whiskey while they get their operation up and running. To give the imported whisky more of a local flavor while their home-distilled creation is ages, the imported whisky is finished in casks from area wineries before they label and sell it.

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From the cask house, we walked over to their distillation building. Tony and I walked around and peered in containers before the official tour started. It wasn’t their full hour and a half tour of the whole thing, but a maybe 15 minute presentation with just the basics of how whisky is distilled. It was pretty cool that they had grain soaking in one of the tanks and the window was clear enough to see in.

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After the distillation building, we went back up to the visitor center for little pork and beef tacos, which were up to BBQ Exchange’s standards (of course). After dinner was dessert of little pies, but the informative part of the night was over.  We learned a lot and Tony thinks he might want to take some of his out-of-town colleagues down when they’re in town next.

Christmas 2016

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We had Christmas here, which meant we didn’t have to travel. The dogs aren’t used to having lots of company and while they thought it was fun to have lots of people to fuss over them, Whiskey at least was ready to have his house back by the end of the night. He curled up on the couch and took a nap to recover from all the excitement. Rhythm was her usual ebullient self and handled the whole thing a little more gracefully. Not that they weren’t both really well-behaved, but she seemed not to mind the company as much.
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While Tony’s parents were here, he showed off his favorite chicks – the blue splash Marans. They really are friendly birds and practically beg to be handled. It’s kind of amazing. They’re all quite a bit less skittish than they were a couple of weeks ago. They all pick at the paint on my boots to see if it’s worth eating now, where they huddled at the other side of the shed not too long ago. The cockerel still is flighty, which is something we’re working on now.
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I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I was having trouble figuring out how to wean the babies off their light. It looks like they might be doing it themselves. Admittedly, this was in the middle of the afternoon, but they seem to be spending less time huddled under the light and more time spread out around the chicken side of the shed. Usually, they’re nested up in some hay they scoop around themselves, but occasionally, they’ll hop up on one of the unused nest box frames (mentioned in the linked post) or even the nest boxes themselves. They haven’t really explored the roost bars yet, but they’re still pretty little, so there’s plenty of time.

Last week, I mentioned needing a new drain plug – turns out, the hole was stripped out. Dad came over and helped me make new threads for the oversized plug I bought, so that should be holding now. I haven’t had time to really check it out yet to see how it’s doing though.

As amazing as it to think about, next week will be 2017, so I’m posting the November/December 2016 album for your perusal. Happy new year!