Not Off To Europe

Pretty much the rest of the Gallery team is in Amsterdam or on their way there for a weekend of fun and team building. The last two times that I saw Bharat his parting comment was “see you in Amsterdam,” and both times I knew that getting to Europe was a long shot, but I couldn’t bring myself to say so either time. I hope everybody has a great time.

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Back From Brainerd

Canoing: check
Drinking: check
Hot Tubbing: check
Sleeping on an air mattress: also check

I think that I achieved all of my goals for our dual-overnight at Breezy Point with Sarah’s parents.

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Summer Lovin’

Lovin’ summer? I had no idea! When those good folks at Onestop ruined my spring, then unintentionally freed up my summer from the onerous task of going to any classes. Wow. Instead, I get to read books, watch Doctor Who, and completely hose up my sleep schedule on three day weekends. Maybe that last one isn’t so good, but it has kept me reasonably sane while I work and work on secret projects. You might even catch me smiling from time to time.

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Journey’s End

Sarah and I watched the last episode of season four of the new Doctor Who tonight. Well, not the last episode, since there will be a Christmas special, but that’s ages away. Then, next season, there will likely be only four specials. If the Doctor pulls another decade-long disappearing act (or worse, has another run in with Eric Roberts), I just don’t know if I could take it.

All I know is that I’m getting Cybermen for Christmas! YES!

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Happy Birthday, Noah

Noah is currently taking karate — presumably so he can fight zombies hand to hand. The other day he made the following request:

Mom, can we drive through the cemetery? I want to see if there are any zombies.

For his birthday Lisa and Stan laid out some cash for a party at Pump It Up in Plymouth. Pump It Up is the bouncy castle headquarters, with two rooms full of inflatable jumpy time fun. They also had a party room with tiled walls and a drain in the floor. After the kids smeared cake and Cheez-its everywhere they just turned on the firehose to clean up.


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Doomtree at Grand Old Day

If you know me, you know that I love sweaty outdoor fairs, where mini donuts and cold beer flow like water. I went to Rock the Garden with Sarah, but that is not what this post is about — no, this post is about me conning Paul into going to Grand Old Day with me to see Doomtree.


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The Longest Day

It’s 11:59 on Radio Free America; this is Uncle Sam, with music, and the truth until dawn. Right now I’ve got a few words for some of our brothers and sisters in the occupied zone: “the chair is against the wall, the chair is against the wall”, “john has a long mustache, john has a long mustache”. It’s twelve o’clock, American, another day closer to victory. And for all of you out there, on, or behind the line, this is your song.

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FLying Out To View My New Zombie Defense Wall

I got an email from Southwest Airlines confirming my flight from Denver to Las Vegas and back. Since I don’t remember booking that flight, I changed it to get me from Minneapolis to Denver to check out the zombie wall that I had installed there. Okay, instead I looked up the phone number for the person whose email I had received, called them, and asked if I had gotten their email by mistake. Yes, I had. I then asked if they had recently gotten a new retaining wall. Sarah peed the bed laughing, especially since his answer was yes.

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San Francisco Saturday

It’s been a while since my last post about my long-ago vacation with Sarah. It seems like it has been a whole month since I was happy and frolicking on the mean streets of SF. Let’s examine our memories and take a trip back to those halcyon days of yore, when men were men, and women were also men, and — wait — no — uh…

We awoke on the Saturday of our vacation possessed of a ravenous hunger, to be satisfied only by a delightful hole in the wall taco joint not a block’s walk from our hotel.
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Up and Atom

Thanks to the miracles of modern chemistry, my knee has gotten almost completely better: there is no constant, stabbing pain — just soreness when I use it and a general weakness when I try to use it while carrying things. I’m throwing out my ibuprofen in favor of naproxen and acetaminophen. Hooray!

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