Airshow '08 / Oak's Park & Franko's Bankruptcy Idea
Another August, another Oregon International Airshow! For the third year in the last four, Bryan's sister once again snagged us free VIP tickets to the show (She works for one of the sponsor organizations). Being VIP means you basically get access to a special area (After you park for free in the VIP lot) with giant tents setup offering free catering and tables to sit at. Plus, you're right up at the action next to the announcer's booth. It's very choice. The public can actually upgrade and buy VIP tickets but I believe they're like $100+. This year's show lacked a huge headlining act, but it was still three days of loud planes over our city. As you can imagine, our dogs go ballistic when a jet kicks in the afterburners overhead. It's all quite annoying but I'm glad our town has an event like this every year. And who can turn down free food? As we were leaving the show at the end of the day on Saturday, the people working our tent were giving away all the food they didn't already give away. I walked out of there with a stack of parfaits. I love the Airshow.
Also, the Airshow was a chance to break in my new Canon digital camera and see what it could do when really asked to get some fast-action, high quality images. Behind this cut is my favorite two photos:
Right on. Great shots. This camera really has kicked some booty and I'm quite glad I did the research on it and got the best possible bang for my buck. Hands-down the best all-around point-and-shoot cam I've ever owned. Beautiful shots.
It's been a busy few days! Earlier today (Monday), Bryan and I tagged along with Franko to his company's annual mega-picnic at Oaks Amusement Park just south of downtown Portland. His company--Expecting 800 employees to show up--rented the whole park out for the evening and got some really rockin' barbecue caterers. Oaks is more or less a stationary county fair-esque carnival open year-round. The sad sorry truth is that it's the closest Portland has to a theme park. The place is over a hundred years old and it sure does have that lived in feel. Anyway, for days I'd been dreading the event because I didn't really want to deal with it and Franko. His struggles with Val over their breakup continues. Neither of them can afford to keep the house they bought together three years ago and Franko has decided to just let it go into foreclosure only to claim bankruptcy afterwards to get out from under what they'd still owe the bank. If Franko does that, it'll force Val to do it as well, ruining both their credits for years to come.
Yea, they could keep the house, but that would mean they'd both have to live there. If you broke up with someone and it was messy, would you want to have to continue living together? Nope. The only other option is to try to legitimately sell the house but thanks to the housing market bubble bursting, the house is worth less than their mortgage. So, in order to sell it, they'd have to come up with the $60,000 difference to pay off the bank. It's a total mess and no one really wants to confront the issue. Half of why I went with Franko was that my family was hoping I could talk to him and get him to rethink the bankruptcy thing. We did have a chat while we sat munching free food at the park and it's clear to me that Franko has decided to put his foot down and act to finally get out from under Val and the house. It's just been insane. I wish they'd just sit down with a realtor (Possibly a lawyer too) and just hash out a plan. They've gone so long without any idea what they're doing that at this point it's painfully clear how tragic things are becoming.
Also, the Airshow was a chance to break in my new Canon digital camera and see what it could do when really asked to get some fast-action, high quality images. Behind this cut is my favorite two photos:
Right on. Great shots. This camera really has kicked some booty and I'm quite glad I did the research on it and got the best possible bang for my buck. Hands-down the best all-around point-and-shoot cam I've ever owned. Beautiful shots.
It's been a busy few days! Earlier today (Monday), Bryan and I tagged along with Franko to his company's annual mega-picnic at Oaks Amusement Park just south of downtown Portland. His company--Expecting 800 employees to show up--rented the whole park out for the evening and got some really rockin' barbecue caterers. Oaks is more or less a stationary county fair-esque carnival open year-round. The sad sorry truth is that it's the closest Portland has to a theme park. The place is over a hundred years old and it sure does have that lived in feel. Anyway, for days I'd been dreading the event because I didn't really want to deal with it and Franko. His struggles with Val over their breakup continues. Neither of them can afford to keep the house they bought together three years ago and Franko has decided to just let it go into foreclosure only to claim bankruptcy afterwards to get out from under what they'd still owe the bank. If Franko does that, it'll force Val to do it as well, ruining both their credits for years to come.
Yea, they could keep the house, but that would mean they'd both have to live there. If you broke up with someone and it was messy, would you want to have to continue living together? Nope. The only other option is to try to legitimately sell the house but thanks to the housing market bubble bursting, the house is worth less than their mortgage. So, in order to sell it, they'd have to come up with the $60,000 difference to pay off the bank. It's a total mess and no one really wants to confront the issue. Half of why I went with Franko was that my family was hoping I could talk to him and get him to rethink the bankruptcy thing. We did have a chat while we sat munching free food at the park and it's clear to me that Franko has decided to put his foot down and act to finally get out from under Val and the house. It's just been insane. I wish they'd just sit down with a realtor (Possibly a lawyer too) and just hash out a plan. They've gone so long without any idea what they're doing that at this point it's painfully clear how tragic things are becoming.