June 30, 2003
Long Weekend in 3...
Yes, that's right...I'm taking Thursday off! 4 day weekend! Wahoo! I can't wait. A little tubing, a little camping, a little laying on the beach. Ah, it'll be nice. As long as the rain holds off, that is - (fingers are crossed...).
June 27, 2003
Hello
I don't feel like updating my ftp script since we now have a new proxy here at the office. I will eventually do it so all my fans can once again see my pics. Of course, I never get recognized. What's the point anymore? I tihnk the foam looks good, better than me anyway. Foam! So dumb.
WONK!
Trackbar, hehehehehehehehe
June 24, 2003
June 23, 2003
Cant...Stop...Itching...
So, camping was super fun this weekend! The weather was great, the tubes were a hit, the water was actually sort of warm (after a while). Besides the slight leg burn and the amusing tan lines on my feet (just wait...a picture may be up at the end of today), everything went pretty well. Everything that is, expect the mosquitoes...
As soon as we got out of our car, we were attacked by a ton of mosquitoes. Long sleeve shirt, long pants, socks and shoes it was...along with a ton of OFF! Apparently, that is not enough to deter these little pests. Before I got in the shower this morning, I counted at least 50 bites. I swear that I am not exagerating. It's horrible. My back is like a war zone. They are on my hands, feet, stomach, face, etc. I don't know what I did to deserve this. My entire body itches...
June 20, 2003
Haiku Friday!
third friday of june
summertime haiku will rock
drink another beer
June 16, 2003
the pain
So. My dad and I are on our way to Michigan International Speedway to watch the Sirius 400 Winston cup race. I've never been to a NASCAR race before, and it was actually a lot of fun, but that's not the point here. The point, is the pain. Oh. The pain.
I had to urinate. Badly. And since we weren't even 3 Miles from the track, I figured I'd hold it till we got there. Little did I know that the 3 mile approach is a 2 hour stop-and-start traffic jam. It makes sense when you think about it though. When you try and cram 160,000 people into the same spot, using only 2 lane backwoods roads, there's bound to be traffic problems.
So. There were really no options. I maybe could have tried to bottle it, but in such slow moving traffic, that would have been pretty visible. There's the run out to side of road option, but I would have to contend with the people walking the last few miles into the track. So, foolishly, I hold. We're almost there. Right?
We finally make the turn into the driveway, and my body is pleased. We're in the home stretch. The pain is building, but bearable, since we so close. We get to the lot we want to park in, near our seats!! It's closed. Extremely full, extremely closed. Looks like we're going to be driving for a while. Slowly. Walking would be much faster. Walking would also be painful. And now there's cops everywhere, so the just whip it out options are long gone.
I decide the pain cannot be tolerated any longer. And decide to jump out, wait in an outhouse line, and then find my dad somehow. After realizing that finding his car amongst the thousands that were there would be impossible, I go with the pain some more.
We finally get to a place we can park, it must be a mile from the track, and I make a dash to the woods nearby. Nothing. My body is very mad at me. It wanted to piss 3 hours ago. Not now. Now it wants to make my kidneys throb. Silly me. So finally, it complies. And I get back to the car. Where I have to lay for ten minutes. In pain. Moving is not an option.
I figure it was like a good workout. My piss-holder-inner muscles don't get worked out too often, so they were pretty tired, and needed a rest. My brother thinks I'm broken now, and will no longer be able to hold it for any reasonable length of time. I'll report back to you if that's the case. I wonder how long it's physically possible to hold it. I suppose until you pass out maybe. Oh well. My body has survived. So far. :)
June 12, 2003
Well...
Isn't this amazing - aparently we are also the ice chewers refuge on the internet.
Its just amazing to me...
June 11, 2003
Blue Moon Revisited
So... out the blue (ha ha ha) I notice that the ice cream thread of LONG ago (see it here) is somehow still alive. I believe it to be the most active blue moon ice cream message board on the internet. I am contacting these people. I think we can help them.
This amazes me.
June 09, 2003
BBQ Gods
Last night the BBQ gods were very kind.
It all started out as one of those kinda already late had to run to the store to get hamburger buns BBQs. So I head out and check the tank on the Gas Grill. I lift up its cover and look underneath. Grabbing the top of the tank and lifting, I notice that its a bit light. I'm not sure she can make it through a full on BBQ.
I opt to bring out the big guns. I roll her out of the garage into the sun. As I start to prep the ol' 55 gallon drum grill the skies get a bit darker. Is this a bad Idea I ponder?... no, because in the end it will be all worth it and delecious. *Crack* - the sound of a fresh can of beer opening as I shop vac out the remnants of previous coals from BBQs past.
I head back into the garage for a bag of coal. Kingsford it is. The hand drawn picture of a man BBQing on the bag makes me chuckle as I grab a bottle of lighter fluid too.
At the grill, I form a pile of charcoal - its a bit big I think, but I couldn't leave the spare 10 coals in the bag alone. After a healthy dousing of fluid I give her a light. A brilliant orange flame gets things going... all looks well. I crack another beer.
I come in a short while and notice the flame has died down and the jet black coals begin to grey a bit on the edges like a kind old man respecfully aging. After this beer is gone I come back with another thinking I'll get everything started - but no... what is this, what is happening?
The coals just haven't started. Its getting late and I'm unsure of what to do. At least the beers are still cold *crack*. I spread them out and fan them a bit. They are trying to get going, but they are stubborn for some reason. I go for another round of starter fluid. Fluid on semi warm coals - I gotta play this right. After a light sprinkling and a light from a distance - WOOOSH. They are once again ablaze. Things seem better.
I check them again. They are still reluctanct. I stir them up and fan again. I am sure that they will start. I believe it will happen. Tonight I will BBQ. The wind picks up a bit and after a long long wait and some gentle fanning they have now started. Patience has prevailed. The sun peaks through as to congratulate me on my triumph and patience. I insert my grate and scrub it down. I am now ready.
The coals are RED and ready! The heat is distributed perfectly - its a BBQ nirvana. I crack another beer in my triumph. Soon, its all over. I take in the food and place the grill under my awning just in case of rain. Seconds later the rain poors down. Looking outside at the grill the coals are still roaring proudly. I am proud too. Did the BBQ gods test me? Perhaps. Was my reward one of my best fires to date and perfect timing on a rain storm? Maybe. Did I learn something? Definately. Enjoy the BBQ, all of it - the good and what may seem to be the bad. Take it all in and it will be good to you.
June 05, 2003
Tube Issue
This summer, I'll be going tubing twice. So, I need the perfect tube to make the 5 hours (or more) on the river be as comfortable as possible. I have narrowed it down to 2 tubes, but now I need your input to help me decide on the best tube. Please keep in mind that the tube models are not included, so do not base your choice on the girl or the guy. Thanks :)
Tube 1:
Pros: looks comfortable, cheaper
Cons: no drink holder
Tube 2:
Pros: drink holder AND cooler that holds 6 cans - sweet!!!
Cons: a little more expensive and maybe not so comfortable
So, any ideas? Do I sacrifice comfort for a cooler? Or, does tube 1 not even look so cozy anymore? I'm so confused...Please help!!
June 02, 2003
Hey!... aren't you that guy....?
Yes, it was the official 2nd spotting. Someone at Shanes wedding reception who checks the cam page for him recognized. How about that?
Anyhow... this leeds me to think that there are those who are reading/looking, yet not participating! From now on, I expect more out of you people - don't be shy, just click the comments link and write something. You are guaranteed to enjoy yourself.
And...
Whoever controls the closing of roads/detours thanks for Saturday nights closure of I75 north. Luckily, there was a detour that took you through some other construction (goodness knows I wouldn't want to go around construction in a detour). This conveniently takes you through casino traffic and at some point a dead end. Nice job. Luckily I had Val to navigate me home - yes, I am still directionally impared.
Coming soon... Curious George.