Friday, May 13, 2011

waster lite

I've got nothing to say.  Actually, I might have too much to say, and can't figure out how to prioritize it all.  Some various ramblings...

Joe, Celeste, and baby Maddie are doing just fine down in KY.  Maddie is 3mo old now, and growing like a weed!

Samantha just finished her freshman year of college with a 3.414 GPA!  She's been working as a nanny while taking classes, and just been busting her tail all around.

Ethan is planning his summer vacations ... he's got trips w/ us, his dad, and his grandma down in FL.  He's pretty much booked the whole way thru.  Lucky dog.

Megan is still a freshman, but she already lettered in the ColorGuard.  They had a really cool performance this year, set to Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here."

Missy has been even busier than I've been.  She took a new position at work, but still has a lot of the old responsibilities, too.  So everyone in the office knows what a superstar she is, but it's a heckuva a load to carry.

I've already done two races this year.  I ran the Monument Rock n Roll 10k down in Richmond in April.  It's called the rock n roll bc they have bands playing all up and down the course while people are running.  Totally cool.  It was my first run-only race, so it was really weird to start with my feet on the ground.  I didn't even know how to warm up.  I did OK, but def could have done better:  total time 1:00:14.

The second race wasn't much of a race, but actually more of a party disguised as a race.  A couple friends, my sister, and I were on a team of 4 for the Rock Creek Park RunAmuck.  Beer, sunshine, friends, exercise, and a hellacious amount of mud made this a excellent day.  Check out the pics here.  (When you get to the video of the finish line, give it a minute to load.  It's totally worth the wait.)

I'm planning to make next year's RunAmuck a big event, w/ fam, friends, and even the kids.  Be ready.

The rest of my race schedule is rather quiet thru for a few months.  There's a 5k in Herndon on June 5, then nothing else scheduled until Aug & Sept, when I've got 4 triathlons on deck.  The season is capped with the Tough Mudder in October.  That one scares me a little bit.

Mud racing done wrong.  Or right.  Depends on your point of view.

That's the update.  Dunno if I'll be back next week, or if I'll be writing once per season.

It's kinda interesting to look at the links I collected over the past while, though.  They span from the tail end of the cold weather to the bright sunshine of spring.  I even had a couple of Cince de Mayo bits to share:

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Osama bin Laden flash games.

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There I was.  Mother of God, there I am!

I was hoping for just one more snowstorm before springtime rolls around.

OK, nevermind winter.  Kate Upton is jiggling me full-steam into bikini season!

I started a new business.

No, really, I started a new school.  Karate school.

AntiVaxxers continue to breakdown herd immunity in the US.  We're on track for the most cases of measles in a decade.  Click to see the JennyMcCarthyBodyCount.

GraveDigger* pulls an effing monster-truck backflip!

*I do understand this isn't GraveDigger I, but don't really care enough to learn the whole Digger family tree.  And since I haven't found time to blog in months, I didn't want to waste any more.

An educational look at Cinco de Mayo.

Scarily true.  Even the hair-dryer guy.

Finally, a couple quickies from Mighty Optical Illusions (Caution, clicking the pic for full screen may help, but will also potentially mess with your head.)

If either your screen or your brain start melting, don't say I didn't warn you.

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Friday, February 18, 2011

call me pops

First thing every post, I apologize for not writing more often.  So just go re-read last post, and I'll be sorry again.

This time, I'm actually more sorry about the timing.  I had a few items to share that were rather time sensitive.  I've still got 'em copied below, but it's on your shoulders to do a bit of time travel while reading.  If the posts aren't funny, it's your own damn fault for not trying hard enough.

Now that our regularly scheduled apologies are out of the way, on to the good stuff...

My new name is Pops.  I got to choose it myself.  

I'm actually writing this update from the mountains of West-by-God Virginia.  We're somewhere on I-64 between Nothingsburg and Emptyville.  Missy's taking a turn driving the truck, Mom & Tam are half dozing in the back seat, and I'm letting my mind wander a bit.

We're checking off the road-trip requirements of PretzelNacho Combos, beef jerky, and Long John Silvers.  Those hush puppies are sitting in the bottom of my gut like a rock.

Pops; my new name.  We're road-tripping to KY to see Joe, his wife, and their new baby, Madison Nicole.  They call her Maddy.  Yep, my kid has a kid, makes me a grandfather.  If that doesn't make you roll your eyes and giggle a bit, you need to cut back on the self-medication.

Maddy was born 3 weeks ago at only 4lbs 7oz, but totally healthy.  No time in the NICU, and home from the hospital in just two days.  Momma and baby are doing juuuuust fine.  In fact, Maddy is already over 5lbs and steady growing; earning gold stars and double prizes from all the baby docs.

I've only seen pics so far, but she's the cutest thing EVER. So far, I've only seen pics (the camera, in this case, did NOT add 10lbs).  I'm totally wired to meet her this weekend, and to give everyone hugs all around.

I've caught some teasing about the whole grandfather thing, and it's just so off target.  I haven't felt my age since I was about 13, so the 'getting older' part doesn't stress me in the least.  I'm loving every minute of this.  I couldn't be happier for Joe & Celeste.  Nobody's confused that they've got a lot of challenges in front of them, but the core of it all is that they've brought a beautiful perfect little girl into our world.  

It doesn't get any better than that.

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AngryBirds + a lumberjack axe = ChickenHouse.

Just point and klikwerk.  

Multitasking.  Starts easy, then rips your brain in pieces.

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Look what I got for Christmas!

Football season is over.  As a die-hard Redskins fan, I'm telling myself that our Elfin owner is done throwing barrels of money on big names that have exceeded their shelf-life.  May we never see another Haynesworthless or McDrabb.

Shmitten Kitten - know what I hate/like?  Click this.  Seriously.  Do it.  Now.  The page is too big for me to copy here, but it's effing classic.  

US History observation:

Stoners always know what time it is, and that the Price is Right.

Do ya feel lucky, punk?  Well?  Do ya?

Steve Jobs' New Year's resolutions:

Olga Korbut in the 1972 Olympics.  Inhuman skillz!

Gone with the Wind, the never-before-released director's cut:

Barstool Sports' 2010 Sex Scandal Teacher starting line-up.

Don't push me, you little two-legged brat.

Special K sent me an EggsBox 360!  Can it get any more stupider?

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