Category Archives: Dave
So… first things first.. the audio quality of this particular show is just nothing short of complete crap. I
know that. So save the technical eMails. This was recorded in my Brother-in-Laws kitchen with equipment that is less than satisfactory but was all that was available. I highly recommend NOT using headphones.
I really thought that I should just round file it, but after a few days of fiddling with it I decided that it has been too long since there’s been a new show, so here it is.
Our POD arrives on the 2nd of August (a seminal date in my history), which means that by the middle of August the new studio *should* be set up, although there is one factor that could push that back a week or two.
We are in the house, roughing things until we get our stuff. But otherwise things are really great. Except for the heat. Yep, it keeps hitting 80 degrees here.
It’s crazy hot!
Yes, I’m kidding. Stay cool, my friends!
In the summer of 1982, I literally worked my butt off to get to Bremerton, WA. When I left there in the Spring of 1987 it was with the understanding that I would be back. I planned for sooner rather than later, but I would be back to what had – at that point in my life – become “home.”
It’s funny how life moves sometimes and how we end up going to places we never imagined we would be and doing things we never thought we’d do. And in the process sometimes we forget what we thought that we wanted. perhaps we forget about things or something brighter and shinier comes along to distract us from what we thought we wanted.
Time moves inexorably forward, and here we are, almost exactly thirty years later, and the time to go “home” has finally come. Which is strange to me, as over the last twenty years, this – the 209 – has become “home” to me.
So, for the final time from the palatial studios located in the heart of the Great Central Valley of California, here is the last ever 209 Episode of Plausibly Live – The Dave Bowman Show…
Normally a Monday goes kind of like this: Get up between 0600 and 0630. Get coffee. Read online papers and listen to the TV news. Check Fantasy baseball waiver wire (I am having a terrible season). Around 0730, wake up Ben. Feed Ben. Pack lunch for Ben, dress Ben and generally finish tasks until 0843, then we leave for school. At 0900 Ben starts school, so I return home to finish up a few things and then by 0930 or so I try to be in the studio to record whatever it is that I have cooked up for the days podcast.
Usually I have had the weekend to think about things, and I have some remarkable thought that I want to build a show around. For example, we stayed in a hotel this weekend where Ben insisted on reading to us the emergency procedures every time we passed them. Specifically he was most concerned that in the event of a fire, we not use the elevator. He had the “don’t use the elevator” part down, but he wasn’t so clear on the why. I really didn’t want to get too graphic with him, so I tried to explain to him that when the electricity fails the elevator gets stuck and you might roast in the elevator.
Also, I informed him – NEVER use an elevator on a ship. Period. Always take the stairs. He wanted to know why, and I didn’t have the heart to share with him the stories about the Lusitania cooks who panicked and tried to escape using the elevator. So I just told him that if the ship floods, it’s easier to swim up the stairs than it is the elevator.
Which all left me to thinking about elevators and emergencies. Specifically, why don’t elevators have Fail Safe systems built into them so that when power is lost, they automatically descend to the next floor down and open the door? Or even the lobby floor? Why are they designed so that they just stop on loss of power? On a submarine, when we lose power, the Main Ballast Tank Vents “fail shut.” They fail in a position that allows them to function and the submarine to blow ballast and surface. It didn’t seem to me that elevators would be that difficult to design to fail safe.
So normally I would have worked that into a conversation this morning about how the plan for the firing of James Comey didn’t appear to have a built in fail safe; or how the PDRK missile launch flew for 700km over thirty minutes (seriously?) lacked a fail safe system. It would have been something along those lines.
But instead of all of that, today I have a rare opportunity to spend time with my parents and some extended family I have not seen since… 2006, I believe.
If you know anything about me, you know that my family is simply the most important thing there is. In the past year I have learned a great deal about our history. But sadly, I have also discovered how much of that history is lost. Forever.
So I have this rare opportunity and I am taking it. As you read this I am probably sitting around a table engaged in a conversation about the past. My past. My family’s past.
All so that I can try to preserve as much of it as I can, for the future.
See ya tomorrow.