Just when you thought posting couldn’t get any lighter here at the ol’ Blah and Stuff, LLC, I’m here to tell you that it will do just that.
Time has come for The Wife and I to bundle into our Honda Civic and hit the open road to that glittering city known as Los Angeles for our annual road trip to see The Brother-in-Law and Auntie Kate. This time around it looks like we’ll have extremely limited access to teh intarwebs, so the best you’ll probably get out of me is a few tweets and some goofy pictures (both of which I can do with my cell phone, you see?).
For the record, my fame spotting abilities are next to useless. In all my trips to LA I’ve only seen the back of Zach de la Rocha outside Fred 62 and Melissa Joan Hart at the Suss yarn store. And those were only because somebody else pointed them out. I have hope, though — the last episode of LA Ink showed Corey Miller discussing his impending vasectomy with his wife at Home, which is right up the road from Chris & Kate’s house. Maybe I’ll get to take a blurry phonecam pic of Kat Von D or my current tattoo TV crush, Hannah Aitchison, while I’m there.
We leave at the crack of Sunday, stop over at the Luxor in Vegas for a craaaazy night of not-doing-anything-in-Vegas, and arrive in Los Feliz on Monday sometime after grabbing that first In-n-Out burger and strawberry shake in Barstow. Plans are to leave LA on Wednesday, the 26th, in order to have plenty of time to decompress and do stuff around the house before heading back to work on October 1st.
We’re very excited. Updates as they are possible.
I’ve been scanning and posting a few rock climbing pictures from my days in Massachusetts (and a few from here in Colorado). There are some great shots of me and my friends from those days (most notably Miracle Ed and Hanh).
Makes me wistful.
And a bit depressed… As Ed put it to me “You should get skinny again. You were pretty.”
As of right now, the notions of getting skinny and getting back into climbing are almost a chicken and egg proposition… Nothing to it but to do it, right?
(Did I mention rock climbing is how I seduced my wife? It’s somewhat true.)
Good times this weekend.
The primary highlight was a video game tourney and home-cooked Korean barbecue at my friend Peter’s house. Peter (a former co-worker) and his fiance, Ann, laid out quite a spread of delicious kalbi, rice cakes, kalbi, fried fish, kalbie, kimchi, and some totally yummy kalbi. We also played a bunch of video games, but most of that part of the night is kind of fuzzy. I know I played the wrong screen on 4-man Halo and therefore got pwned.
One part that is clear is that The Wife pronounced “I want one!” almost as soon as she touched the Nintendo Wii. The Wife gets what The Wife wants (especially when it’s something I’ve been forcing myself *not* to buy up to now), so we now have a shiny new Wii and the sore shoulders to prove it. (Here’s the tip for those of you searching for a Wii: WalMart. I never go in the place, generally, but our local Wally World had about 10 of the things.)
Now we just have to find something other than Wii Sports to play on the thing…
Oh, and yesterday I came into work for a half day. Boo. Big launch tomorrow, so it’s crunch time…
My mother is turning into a crazy cat lady… Except it’s with Great Danes.
The truth is she’s gotten involved with the local Great Dane rescue and has ended up adopting a couple and fostering a couple. That’s a whole lotta dog for one house. My dog, Mingus, doesn’t much care to visit Grandmama’s house anymore. 
The point of the post, though, is that she’s gotten more involved in a professional capacity. Just one of those involvements is fund raising:
So, I’ve been busy, busy, busy with the whole Dane Rescue thing, and we are planning a dog walk in Cherry Creek State Park sometime in September. We’re looking for corporate sponsors, t-shirt donors, pledge collectors, contributors to a silent auction, and of course walkers. If you have any contacts that might be able to help on any front, let me know.
So, let me know if any of you fine people can help in any way.
Is today.
Happy birthday, baby. I love you.
I’ll be home soon.
This past Saturday, I had the pleasure of taking in the Ring of Fire 29: Aftershock mixed martial arts fighting event at the Broomfield Events Center. As I mentioned before, this followed after taking my company founder (I’m not supposed to treat him like “the boss”…) out to roller derby last month. As it turns out, his wife is friends with the wife of the local fighter who was the main event of the night. This fact would turn out add both interest and stress to the night for her.
I don’t have the wherewithal to run down all of my observations from the night, but the fights leading up to the two big fights were enjoyable. The results are available for those who care. A few highlights:
- There was one premature stoppage. Dude got clocked but was defending himself “intelligently” by the time he landed on his back.
- One of the referees looked like The Wife’s brother in a couple decades. No worries, he was a handsome devil.
- The crowd was… Wow. Now that I think about it, it should have been what I expected.
Which brings me to the two big fights of the night, both in the 205lb weight class.
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