Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
- Bike to work day kicks it off with another excuse to pull out the roadie this week:
- We dropped in to the deck at the Original Silver Peak at the most serendipitous of moments, snagging a well-shaded table, and making the Babymama happy. (As many readers will attest, when the Babymama is happy...)
- Reno sets a record at 96 degrees (or so LaPlante would Tweet me to believe), which really helped...
- ...the pool climb up and over 80 degrees, perfect for drinking and swimming well past dark. Well, "drinking and swimming" for me, and just "swimming" for the kids. Unless, of course, you count juice boxes and root beer as drinking, which for many is the "hard stuff". Either way, the kids grew gills and fins, and it was nearly impossible to pull them out of the water. Ireland, in fact, made quite a scene last night, insisting that she was NOT GETTING OUT:
- Played Sommersett with my neighbor Pat and my brother-in-law Chris and his buddy Mike. We followed it up with a massive family bbq at the house, worthy of a 2 Alieve morning.
- Our Imperial Bar and Lounge baseball team made another valiant (if unsuccessful) effort at our first win of the season, and although we lost, our newest (and probably oldest) player, Pete, hit a grand slam with his son in the crowd to watch. We licked our wounds from the loss metaphorically with Pizza and Beer, (and in the case of Sean, who rolled down there with me cruiser steeze...Sprite.) It was good for him to meet the team, as he will no doubt be a bat boy, or even hitting cleanup within the next 3 to 5.
- Ran into Jerz down @ the River. He was making a documentary about earthquakes, so stay tuned.
- The 'hood was in full effect for our post-dinner family stroll. All members of the immediate were present and accounted for, but you'll have to look real hard in this pic to catch the blur that is Sean (aka Dash).
I hear some people bitching about the heat and all that junk...I'll probably do my fair share of it around July...but for the time being, I am one happy camper. If you really need advice about what to do when it gets too hot, just refer to this:.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Truth be told, I don't know that the "Use it or Lose it" slogan which I have become so accustomed to tossing in the face of my sedentary peers really applies anymore. I think that I continue to use "it", and in so doing am actually abusing "it" to the point that I might be a cripple by the time I'm 40. So be it. I may go down in wheelchair-pewter-colored flames, but I will do it with mud-diving, whiteboy breakdancing style, and those around me will probably continue to smile.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
When he rolled away, he said, "I hope that you have a great day today." The tone in his voice caught me off guard for a moment because he made his declaration in a way that I haven't heard in a long time: he sincerely meant it.
Some people pass by in the day-to-day doing a better-than-average job making small talk and obliging each other with gratuitous niceties. Chris doesn't do that. He asks questions and (get this) rather than wait for his turn to talk again, listens to the answer!
If (admittedly, unlike myself) you still listen to the radio, check him out M-F, 3P-7P. Who knows, you might even luck out and get your face melted by some Anthrax.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I can't believe this dude is now version 4.5, or even that he was the prototype for the sassier, naughtier, female now in v1.8. It all makes me go hmmmm.
I am surrounded in my life by all types. Lovers and haters, screamers and wallflowers, spenders and savers and everything in between. The truth is, however, that in my head everyone falls into one of two categories: parents and non. Those with will understand this definition, and those without may think that it is pure horseshit. Anyone without kids, though, is usually caught up in trying to control the grandiose frippery that is their existence on this planet...or at least the image thereof. Those with children, if they are doing their jobs correctly, have achieved a certain degree of i'm-over-it-ness that allows us to spend less time thinking about our image or desires or preceived needs, and more time simply trying not to fuck up some little person's life! (Oh, and a few of us like to blog at midnight, but that's beside the point.)
So again I'm surrounded by all types, and although I was for a few years one of the only people I knew with a shortie, the tide is turning. Maybe it has to do with my receding hairline and all that it entails, like age. Whatever it is, it's pretty darn cool to see it happening to some of my friends like Jim & Natasha whose joyful teary-eyed post-labor pictures I saw today...or like Tim & April who any day now will welcome a pair of twins into the world, taking them from their biological mother via an arranged adoption. Talk about an emotional ride and something I have no concept about outside of the movie Juno. Andsomething tells me that even though my heartsrings were pulled by the powerful delivery scene that was the climax of that movie (and which was, unfortunately, probably not as accessible to those who have not yet been through parenthood), I really have no frame of reference for the reality that will be Tim and April's specific journey...nor that of the mother that is about to hand over two precious lives that she will have just delivered into the world but for her own reasons, can not properly chaperone the rest of the way.
This is parenthood party is really a ton of fun, considering that it's also very serious business. I have so much going on in my silly world, but nothing more important that being a dad. It has, in some sneaky way, taken over my existence. And even though my post below references my reason for living, let it be known that the 2 real reasons are upstairs, tucked in their beds, dreaming up new ways to torture me when they wake up. I can hardly wait.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
"This is the glorification of your childhood"
Rock on. Couldn't agree more.
Furthermore, this blog, and many others like it, are the glorification of this fucking awesome life we are living.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Mount Whitney is the highest summit in the contiguous United States with an elevation of 14,505 feet (4,421 m). Although it is the tallest in the lower 48, it is far from the most difficult. That being said, it will be quite a challenge, and I have chosen to do it all in one day, rather than breaking it up with an overnight camp. I am, however, not alone. Three of my grade school buddies (I'm calling this the Gopher Fun Day Alumni Hike for all of you other Roy Gomm peeps out there) are joining me for the excursion.
In reality, it is going to be a real challenge, but with a real reward, and I'm getting nervous, which always leads to proper training and then excitement. My goal is to do some form of cardio and/or weights every day. I also intend to, as soon as the path is boot-ready, hammer out a few early-morning Mt. Rose hikes in the next 6 weeks. If anyone is game for a weekday jaunt up there with me, let me know. The goal would be to be back down to work late-morning, so that my training is not taking away from too much of my work, or any of my weekend dad time. We'll see how that works out.
Man, look at that mountain! It's something.