May 13, 2011

∴ Time For A New TV

Kelly’s off on her own now, attending the International Quilt Market here in SLC. It’s a trade show that gathers fabric, pattern, book and other vendors from around the world in one place. Quilt shop owners attend to see what’s new in the trade and place orders for the coming months. She’ll stay at a local hotel where she can more easily get around to classes, seminars and the Salt Palace trade floor. The hotel itself is a well-preserved and maintained old-architecture building of about one hundred year’s age. Kelly’s industry friends are staying there, and nearby, so this arrangement works for her.

We spent an hour or so at the University field house gym after delivering Kelly to the hotel. There’s an indoor track there, looping around the inside walls a floor above the gym space and providing a view onto the gym floor, 7.5 laps to the mile. Good cushioned surface for a run.

I was about halfway through my five-miler when I realized why I was breathing heavier than usual. SLC sits at about 4200-feet elevation, but my home sits at about 400. So I’m breathing thinner air, getting less oxygen than my heart is accustomed to, and feeling the effects. I was satisfied to finish the run and head home for a shower and lunch.

Here’s the trouble with having a large, analog television in your home a few years after the big switch to digital: it’s hard to get rid of. Though the old TV still produces a decent picture and works fine with a digital converter, it doesn’t hold a candle to newer LCD and LED-LCD models. And no-one’s willing to pay money for it, apparently.

Enter Freecycle. Think Craig’s List, but the price is zero, and there’s no hookers. Kenning had multiple inquiries within hours of posting the old TV. By mid-day the next day it was gone, freeing space for a gnarly new flat-screen model.

It’s an LED-LCD type, 47-inches diagonal, with a beautiful picture. Manufactured by the Korean LG, assembled in Mexico, delivered and sold in the US. This is one of two sets I’d be looking at if I were buying again, alongside a 46-inch Samsung. They both provide terrific pictures for reasonable prices.

We enjoyed an evening meal with Kenning’s friends, Ted and Mel, at Martine, a French-ish cafe in downtown SLC. Fine dining, a bottle of good wine, and enjoyable talk. The place offers contemporary tapas and entrees, an extensive wine list and a few craft beers on tap and in bottles. I was warned off cocktails, however. Seems there's a law in the state against making them with more than an ounce-and-a-half of liquor. A proper martini is made with two to three ounces, depending on your preferred recipe. No matter, the vino was fine.

The dining is a highlight of this town. It was fairly sparse before 2002 or so, when the Olympics came to town. The resulting development transformed the city. Now you can find cuisine in many styles and ethnicities. One of the benefits of city living.

We spent the last hour or two watching an old Bond film, Octopussy (this week’s #5byBond feature), streamed from Netflix. This one came near the end of Roger Moore’s run as Bond, and may have been the low point up to now. I’m going to skip the notes this week and defer to John and Dan at The Talk Show, where they’ve dissected it and labeled the show Palming the Egg after Bond’s swapping of the Fabergé egg at auction. I think that move qualifies as a boner.

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