Monthly Archives: May 2011

Weekend of 20MAY11

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Weekend of 20MAY11

Friday - 

Work on Friday was just more of the usual same; getting some projects 
done, prepping training, and working on ordering new parts for the 
facilities group.  I did have a slightly cheerier outlook than usual, 
thanks to getting to hang out with Allison the night before, but the 
day still dragged on a bit too long.

When I finally got out, I got a call from Teda, asking if I was up for 
picking her up around 9:00, instead of the planned 11:00.  She had 
invited me out to go dancing (learning how to Rumba) earlier, and we 
had planned on meeting after she got out of work.  It had been a bit 
awkward on my part though, since last I had known my buddy Mike had 
been with her, and it had been going a bit rocky.  Turns out they 
hadn't talked in about three weeks, and he didn't really know where 
they stood... So I discussed with him, and we agreed I'd do a bit of 
fact -finding at dancing, and maybe use her to meet some cool European 
girls :)

Well, the fact finding went pretty well, but the other girls definitely 
did not.  See... I'm a bad dancer when I don't have room to work, and 
the dance floor was extremely packed that night.  So combine that 
with Teda's "natural leader" instinct, and the dancing did not go 
awesomely.  It was still a really fun night though, thanks to some 
amazing bartenders, and the special "$5 apps" rule, where we were able 
to get a plate of Calamari and a huge bowl of steamed Mussels for a 
clean $10.  Definitely worth it.  

We finally headed home around midnight thirty, and I was completely 
crashed by 0200, after doing some basic packing and prepping for 
driving up to Bangor on Saturday.

Saturday - 

I awoke to Justine calling me, asking me some random questions about... 
something.  To be honest, I don't remember a word of what she said, 
since I went right back to sleep afterwards.  I finally mobilized 
myself into action around 1300, and was out and on the road by 1330.  
After a quick stop into Spikes for a most-excellent burger, I jumped 
onto 93 heading for 95, heading for nearly five hours of straight 
driving.

The ride itself was quite excellent, where my iPod and the radio kept 
me good company while I relaxed and the miles wore away.  I only had to 
make one gas stop, and before I knew it I was taking the exit nearly 
200 miles into Maine for Justines little town.  Once I arrived we took 
some time to let me decompress and relax, after which Mark (Justines 
boyfriend) arrived, we ordered up some pizza after much tribulation 
over who wanted what (turns out both Justine and Mark are unable to 
express what they want, they only worry about what the other wants.  
Cute, but quite inefficient since nothing ever gets decided).  We 
settled on an amazing combo of BBQ chicken and bacon, with some cheesy 
bread on the side, to go with the Porter than mark had brought over for 
me.  

We chatted and relaxed in Justines room for a while, then hooked Marks 
laptop up and started into the movies.  See... Marks a bit of a movie 
buff.  And by that, I mean he brought over about two dozen DVD's for us 
to choose from.  After the same problem we had with deciding what pizza 
to order, I finally broke down and picked a movie out; Tropic Thunder.  
The movie itself was pretty good, nothing major to write home about but 
still pretty funny, and Robert Downy Jr was quite amazing in it, I have 
to admit.  The best part was something completely unexpected though; 
After the final scene with the producer dancing like a tool, we found 
out what actor was actually playing the producer.  Tom Cruise.  
Seriously.  Tom mother-fucking Cruise was the dude dancing like a 
white-jewish-ghettopunk with a massive gold money-sign around his 
neck.  

We started into a second movie, but Justine and Mark started crashing 
hard about 30min into it, so I shut down the laptop and headed to sleep 
myself.  I was sleeping on the futon, but on a futon without a matress 
since her roommate was currently using it as his only matress.  WTF.  
But I had been warned, so I pulled out the sleeping pad I brought and 
the pad, combined with the extra blankets Justine had given me, was 
enough to make the futon frame rather comfortable as I dozed off.

But it didn't last, unfortunately.  Just as I was dozing off to dream 
of bikini-clad Irish climbing girls, I hear a rythmic thumping sound. 
 At first I calk it up to Justine and Mark having some fun in their 
room, but then I realize its right next to me.  The cat is batting at 
one of the roommates doors, trying to get in.  After about half an hour
 or an hour of this, slowly driving me insane, her roommate opened the 
door, smacked the cat, and went back to sleep.  It had stopped.  
Finally it had stopped, and I started falling back asleep again.  
To the sound of the cat batting at the unerside of the futon.  It never 
stopped.

Sunday - 

I must have finally gotten to sleep, because the next thing I remember 
was a "WAKE UP!" yell from Justine, and e feeling of claws in my chest. 
 Yep.  The same cat.  This time, propelled at me via a throw from 
Justine.  After chewing her out for launching feline-death at me, I got 
up, and we hit the kitchen to start making PANCAKES.  

The pancake archetype was Blueberry, and the exact classification was 
Delicious.  The pancakes Justine made were rather denser than I'm used 
to though, so I only had four or so before loosing all ability to 
continue eating.  We chilled out for a bit, and then when 1300 rolled 
along headed into town to open up the climbing gym and start into 
setting some new routes for the area.

I had the honor of being the celebrity route-setter for the day, so I 
had full run of the rather-impressively-large gym (impressive for a 
YMCA).  Mark and I walked around comandeering holds, and once I had 
enough I took everything down from a small wall, and started in on 
rebuilding it from the ground up.  By the end I had set two new routes; 
one fairly easy climb (5.6 - 5.7, I'd guess), and one slightly harder 
route (5.9+, give or take).  Both were on the same wall, which we 
called "the whale wall" thanks to its distinctive hump feature.  

Before, during, and after setting the routes Mark Justine and I played 
around on the walls, testing out my routes, playing on the cave routes, 
and generally having an amazingly good time being the kings and queen 
of the gym.  Some little kids did come in to climb, which was a really 
cool chance to help teach some little ones the tricks of the trade.  I 
had a really great time, but it was over almost before I realized I'd 
been there for a while; five o'clock hit, we closed down the gym, and I 
got in the car to head home.

My trip home was uneventful, relaxing, and packed with good music.  
I listened to the full discography of Angels & Airwaves, got an hour or 
so of Rise Against, and even hit some Third Eye Blind, Killswitch, and 
Audioslave in there.  Yeah, I know, my taste in music has no rhyme or 
reason at all, at least on the surface.  Baseline- it was awesome.  I 
stopped into a Chili's in Portland for a quick dinner, and immediately 
got worried after reading the new "calorie-count" information on what I 
ordered; nearly 1000 calories for my nachos, and another 1400 calories 
for my burger.  Damn.  But meh, thats what climbing, sweating, and 
working out is for; so I can eat amazingly well when I do eat out :D

I got home around 10:30 or 11:00, and was asleep by half-of midnight, 
dreaming about Memorial day weekend up in Acadia.

Weekend of 14MAY11

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Weekend of 14MAY11

Friday - 
Today, work was boring.  So when I got home, I decided to get off my 
lazy ass and go for a run, see how well I could do.  Nothing crazy of 
course (or so I told myself), I'd just strap on my new Vibram 
five-fingers that Dave had given me, put on a camelback, and run 
'till I got bored.  Then walk, then run again, and repeat 'till I 
found myself back home.  Well I did just that, but wen't a bit 
farther than expected, and had far more adventures than I 
anticipated.

First off, I ran almost two miles, instead of the mile or so I was 
planning on.  Not sure why, but I just... kept going.  Didn't run 
more than half of it, of course, but I moved.  And with the Vibrams,
 that was more than enough work for my poor legs, they were NOT used
 to that sort of movement and force.  My legs hurt into the beginning
 of Tuesday.

Second, I got a free hamburger out of the run, and got to hang out 
with some church kids for a little break.  Ran past them once on my 
outbound run; just a small church group of kids about my age, all 
hanging around a mid-sized grill with a big sign saying "free food!".
  Not one to pass up a good burger, I stopped in on my way back, ate, 
and shot the breeze for a few minutes.  

Lastly, and by far the best, I saw two old friends on the run; 
Brian Murphy, and Erin McGuinness.  Brian (AKA Murph) was a kid 
from my highschool who I hung out with.  Not my best friend, but a 
cool kid non-the-less.  Truth be told, I don't think he recognized 
me, but I actually take that as a good thing that I've changed from 
the gangly highschool dork that I used to be.  We talked for a minute 
or so, but once the awkwardness eminating from him became too much 
for me, I headed out again to cleaner air.  I decided to take a 
random extra turn after that, which brought me right into the path 
of a certain Erin, a usual at my old BBQ's on Mission Hill whom I 
hadn't seen in years.  Erin and I, unlike Brian and myself, had a 
blast catching up and hanging out; I ended up walking her about 
half a mile to her next bus stop, talking about everything from how 
people were doing to finding out that she had just been kissed by 
Stephen Tyler, since she works at a radio station now.  Yes, I kissed
her cheek where Stephen Tyler kissed her.  So yes, I have officially
kissed the lead singer of Aerosmith.  WOOP!

After finally getting home I collapsed for the evening, making 
myself some quick dinner, relaxing, watching some TV, and finally 
heading to bed.


Saturday - 
Much like last Saturday, except with more relaxing and napping, 
and less video games :)  Nothing really interesting or crazy to 
report.


Sunday -
Same as Saturday, but with more laundry, going to EMS to get my 
bike fixed up (damn spoke popped out on my ride home Friday), and 
more Laundry.  Freaking tons of Laundry, seriously.  

About halfway through rescuing a tank in Modern Warfare, I got a 
text from Ivan, Ashleys husband.  Him and Ashley were bored, and 
wanted to know if I was up for an improptu BBQ.  OBVIOUSLY, so I 
grabbed some quick parts from the fridge, hit the grocery store 
for what I still needed, and headed over there.  We cooked, we 
chatted about how insane our sisters are/were, talked about their 
wedding and how their new house was treating them, and generally 
had a good time.  After dinner, and about 30 awesomely dumb YouTube 
videos later, I headed home around 11:30, hitting the sack by a 
quarter after Midnight.

Weekend of 07MAY11

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Weekend of 07APR11

Thursday -
Adding the extra day in here for a rather special event 
happening Thursday night; My buddy Dave's commissioning ceremony 
where he was finally given his 2nd Lieutenants bars.  His mom and 
brother pinned them onto his shoulders, he got his first salute 
from one of the old Master Sergeants that teaches at NEU, and my
 buddy was officially an officer in the Oklahoma National Guard.  
After the ceremony we (myself, his old roommate, and his Mom, 
Brother, and sisters) headed to the Union Oyster House for a 
celebratory dinner.  

Dinner was amazing, but the best part came from the scheming that 
went into paying the bill.  When the bill was delivered Daves 
mom JUMPED to grab it first, literally knocking over glasses in 
order to make sure Dave didn't get to it first.  The problem?  
Dave had "went to the bathroom" earlier, actually stopping by 
the waitress station and giving them a credit card first.  The 
Bill that we thought we were getting was simply the card and 
signature tab, nothing we could do.  Turns out they do teach 
tactics in ROTC :P

After dinner everyone headed their own ways, but Dave his brother 
Mike and I met up later on at Cigar Masters for a celebratory 
drink and smoke.  The place was packed, way more than I'd ever 
seen before, but we were able to get our own corner, which slowly 
emptied out until it was just us four in the area when we left.  
Chilling out and congratulating Dave, smoking and sipping wine or 
beer.  A good night indeed.

 
Friday -
Lazy day at work, spent finishing projects off and helping out 
with training sessions.  The bike ride how was the highlight of 
the day thus far, where I had a light wind and pretty nice sun 
overhead.  I was meeting Dave and his family at eight, so I 
worked out a bit, took a quick shower, and arrived at the 
restaraunt a few minutes ahead of the Siegfried clan.  We ate a 
great dinner at Wagamama Noodles, chowing down on Ramen and spare 
ribs.  Afterwards we all headed to the candy store to let his 
sisters stock up, then we headed over to ColdStone Creamery, 
picked up some yummy (double-reece's for me), and walked the 
ladies back to their hotel.

Afterward leaving his mom and sisters at the hotel I helped Dave 
and his brother move the remainder of his stuff out of the dorm, 
shoved it all into my car, and headed back to my place.  by that 
point it was around Midnight, so we chilled for a bit, then hit 
the hay after I set Dave up in the spare room.

Saturday - 
VERY laid back day on Saturday, with Dave and I just chilling out, 
playing video games, and cooking up some food.  Don't remember 
what lunch was, but dinner was a pretty solid set; cheese burgers,
 beer, and Jalapeno poppers with bacon.  Seriously, what more 
could you ask for?

Ohh, I think Dave and I also headed out to Regal Theaters to 
watch Thor.  It was epic :) I did see Kittie and Teda there, 
but employed my best learned evasion techniques and didn't have
to deal with any extra drama for the day.  Whew.


Sunday - 
Sunday was Mothers day, and so I headed home in the morning to give 
my mom a hand in the garden.  

When I got there, we had a quick snack, and I started helping her 
clear some of the flower beds of the weeds and leaves that had 
accumulated since the last summer.  It was pretty hard work thanks 
to a bed of Lilly of the Valley, which completely saturate the soil
 with thick rubbery roots.  I was finally able to shred through them 
all though, taking the hoe to them like there was no tomorrow.  

We worked the garden for a few hours, and then around 1800 we headed 
inside for some hot dogs, beer, and chips&salsa.  After dinner, We 
headed into the dining room where Steve had set up a huge epic 
Warhammer 40,000 battle; three sides, two objectives each, an 
entire city worth of ruins, and lots of dice to roll.  I took 
command of the Chaos army; two platoons worth of slavering hellspawn, 
dedicated to the god of combat and blood.  My mom took the helm of 
the Eldar, an army of sapce-elves specialized in sniping, and deadly 
walker units.  Steve was in charge of the Imperial Guard,  a 
mechanized army of regular human troops, facing the untold horrors 
of the universe with only their massive balls to protect them.

The battle took FOREVER (we actually had to stop, and resumed two 
weekends hence), but it was a really good time, seeing my bezerkers 
leading the slaughter of the elves, and my artillary and heavy armor 
dealing serious blows to the imperials.  I headed home around 
midnight, and headed to sleep thinking about the slaughter :)