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03-June-2016, A game of archery tag!

03-June-2016, A game of archery tag!

Friday, 03-June-2016


So my work does this thing where, instead of doing 40 hours every week, we do 80 hours every two weeks – it’s called a 9/80 schedule, and gives us a Friday off every other week by working 9 hour days Monday – Thursday, and then either 8 hours or 0 hours on Fridays.  It’s awesome.  Took me a month or so to get used to it though… that one extra hour each day doesn’t seem like a lot, but you’d be surprised how much I’m used to getting done in that hour, that I had to cut or condense.

Anyways, this Friday was off, and there was a company event planned – Archery Tag!


I’d seen the planned events a few times before… “learn to cook with the CEO”, “Bike around the Gorge”, that sort of stuff that I honestly wasn’t super interested in.  But archery tag…


I signed up, showed up, and set up a team.  Yep, that’s me.  Team Captain material, up in here.

And then, we played.  And I’m going to be honest here, we played WELL.  I mean, we were one of the two undefeated teams, coming into the finals.  Out of… eight?  Twelve?  I’m not a bookie, I don’t keep track of that stuff.  Basically, we cleaned house, and won all kinds of bragging rights.

But then the finals happened, and we choked.  Or more accurately, they changed the rules, and we didn’t adapt quickly enough.  Rules went from “hit people and targets to get points” to “hit the targets to get points and ignore people”… which we didn’t really adapt to.  Instead, we tried to suppress the people with cover fire while our sharp-shooters hit the targets… instead of everyone basically just barraging the targets with random shots.

I’m not bitter, I swear.


But it was fun, and that’s what matters.  And I got BBQ chicken and a cool yellow bandanna out of it, so… win win?


After the tag, I finally rented a Standup Paddleboard setup, and coasted around the Colombia for a bit.  It was fun.  I didn’t bring sunscreen though… which was probably a bad decision, since I spent the rest of the weekend in pain, applying as much aloe to myself as I possibly could.


Ohh, also there were explosions and fires.  Like… literal.  Boom.  Fwoosh.  “Ahhh everything’s on fire” sort of stuff.

Yeah… I maybe should had led with that?  Two instances, specifically…

First, an unexpected demolition.  As we were playing (not my team, thankfully), there was a roadside demolition – one of those where they blow a cliffside apart, so that it won’t fall down on the roadway unexpectedly.  Not a bad thing… just not what any of us were expecting, especially since there was no warning.  No sirens.  No nothing.  Just… “cracka-cracka-boom“!  And then a dozen or two explosions, and a cliff wasn’t there anymore.

Second, a train fire.  This one was bigger… we’re talking news station big.  What we saw as a small plume of smoke, that slowly got bigger on the horizon, was actually a cargo train that had overturned, spilling twelve tanker cars worth of fuel oil onto the tracks and into the river.  Which, of course, was ignited somehow… causing a fire that didn’t get put out for nearly 36 hours, if I recall correctly.  Kind of made the day strange… since there were tons of gawkers coming by the little patch of grass that we’d claimed for a battleground.  They all wanted pictures of the fire, but we were in the way… so I guess I was in a few pictures?

The start to Christmas – A work party and a normal party


Friday, 20-Dec-13

  •  I end up leaving work a bit later than I should have – my boss and a few others headed toward the restaurant, but I stayed a bit late to get wheels turning while I’m away. See… the whole company’s shut down over Christmas week… but our vendors and clients aren’t. So I wanted to make sure that stuff would still happen, even if we weren’t there.
  • I finally roll out, and head down the street to link up with all the Artisan folks at a place called the Copper House Tavern – the same place we did the Thanksgiving meet up at. It’s a nice place – good appetizers, good pizza, and terrific beer / drinks.
  • As is traditional, I chow down on the nachos that we’ve ordered for the table, while drinking away at an Irish Coffee. I cannot complain, and it is absolutely excellent. We all chat, make fun of each other, and run into a few situations where I take a minute to realize that it’s my boss down at the other end of the table. It’s fun, and the climate is a big part of why I like Artisan so much.
  • I head out a bit earlier than the rest, so that I can pick my friend Emma up at her place before the next party that I’ve got scheduled for tonight.
  • It’s a long drive with tons of traffic, but I do finally meet up with Emma in Southie. I park, we relax a bit, Emma shows off her apartment (holy crap, this girl has a SWEET place!) then We drop the top on the car and roll out toward Liz’s place.
  • Park the car at my house, and head in quick to mix up a mason jar of Gin & Tonic for ourselves. BYOB, you understand, means that we bring a classy drink. Because we are classy people.
  • Walk over to the party, chat, and when we arrive I reach into my pack and pull out half a mason jar of Gin & Tonic… shit. That’s not right. Where’s the rest? Ohh. My kindle has the rest. It’s spilled out all over my bag and everything in it. Excellent.
  • I do my best to clean everything up, without spending a huge amount of time (or too many of Liz’s cleaning supplies) on it. Finally get back to the party after a little bit… though everything’s still a bit damp.
  • Hang out, gnosh on foods that the supreme Hostess, Liz, has made. Seriously – she apologized when we walked in that not everything was ready… and she had like four plates of snacks and a table full of drinks waiting for us.
  • Chat and relax and hang out with everyone
  • People practicing juggling, and lots of conversations about Burning Man occur, for some reason. Kind of strange, since I’d just spent the day before chatting with someone else about that. Huh. But sure, why not? It’s a cool subject, and I greatly enjoy myself.
  • But I do roll out after a bit. Parties are awesome, but after a full week of stuff I need to spend the rest of the night relaxing… just chilling and not spending any energy. It’s nice, and I enjoy it completely.