tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57199183803673634742026-10-09T23:15:29.637-07:00nulla tenaci invia est viaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16454646736540616222noreply@blogger.comBlogger524125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719918380367363474.post-79642341541317370342013-10-28T23:44:00.001-07:002013-10-29T09:21:43.395-07:00

It's my birthday today, at least for another 25 minutes anyway. It was good, I got out of the house for a 4+ hour stretch so I could drive to the nearest theater showing Gravity in 3D. The movie was excellent, but the downtime without some looming task or home project was even better. I had a whole tangent ready to go, a little tirade about my kid and the shit I do everyday, but it's not worth

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Been building this boat for the last few months. It's a 1/2 scale kayak perfect for Porter that will be an outrigger for my boat when it is done. More than anything it was an exercise in evaluating the hull design for my boat before jumping in. So far I'm pretty pleased with how it came out but I'm not making any final decisions until we drop it into the water. Conveniently enough,

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Suzanne was looking to ride yesterday and was under the impression that Dungeness-Gold Creek was the place to go. It's been five years since my last visit to the particular trail and once again it totally kicked my fucking ass. Like down the block and around the corner kicked my ass...

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Michele talked Suzanne and Morgan, a couple of very fit PAs we know, into dragging me along into the woods on Sunday. We hit up a section of the Adventure Route that I hadn't been on before starting at Eden Valley Rd and heading west. The ride started with ~500' of climbing right out of the gate through a whole load of switchbacks. I got left behind very quickly. My legs were fucking jello

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A quick ride at Miller to start things going again. My overly sedentary life of late has been taking a toll and I'm hoping I can turn things around this spring.

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Or dogs really, but Jubjub was alright. For the last fifteen years she's kept to herself, didn't like to be fucked with, hated traveling (but didn't freak out), and slept on our heads. Yeah, I liked Jubjub, maybe even loved her a bit (don't tell Michele). She died tonight. In a box. On the couch between Michele and I. She will be missed. Fuck.

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It's been another year. We bought a house, I worked on it, Porter got a year older and went from not talking to not shutting up (I'm not complaining, that's actually a good thing), we bought a beater truck, Michele continued to work her ass off, I set up the shop and built a handful of skateboards, we took a couple of trips, and had quite a few visitors. A lot happened this year. This

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Mostly I've been chasing Porter around non-stop, but occasionally I get some other things done too. I'm slowly working through the list of things to make the house our own. I've painted the master, the hall, living room and office. Still need to paint a little more in the living room and the kitchen. These are a few of the working on the house highlights: Had the old cabinet shop build my

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Finally replaced my GPS over the weekend. For the inaugural use I stuck it in my pocket while I mowed the lawn yesterday. 7.21 miles. Most of the distance was riding but a good 50% of the time was on foot. The raw data can be found here.

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 So we bought a house. That's already old news. Here it is: Clearly a satellite/aerial view, Google Earth in fact. Our place is the one closer to the center, off to the left is the neighbor's place (also for sale, we looked at it, total train wreck layout). Our lot has a good amount of grass, and it needs regular mowing, and to that end I have purchased a lawn tractor, a push

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So we closed on the new house on Wednesday and everything has been a bit of a blur since. I changed the locks right away Wednesday afternoon and ever since we've been doing a lot of prep work ahead of the actual move. There was cleaning, furniture acquisition and assembly, painting, data infrastructure, and yard shit. Much of this is still going on but I'm quickly running out of

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I swear I'm going to start a new blog and call it "Voice Mail From My Mother As Transcribed By Google Voice" and it'll feature gems like this: Hey buddy, I'm standing here for the sole binder section deejays the only thing I think it says monkey is south Africans smoke seeding land. Is that what you're after. I'll get on this path. It's I don't hear from you. Love you.Bye bye.

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It's been a while since I've posted here, but believe me, I've got a good reason. Porter is 18 months old. Also (as if I needed a second excuse), we are currently 2-3 weeks away from closing on our new home. 2200 sf plus another 1k in shop space. Oh fuck it feels nice to say that. One more time, 1k in shop space. Mmm... Not the most creative looking place, but it also comes with 5.5 acres

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I really thought I had already posted this, apparently not. I uploaded the pictures, wrote most of the words, but never finished and never posted. Anyway, here it is: In spite of Michele's protests I managed to get Porter on an airplane. Let me back up for a second. Michele is afraid to fly. Really afraid to fly, and that fear has always extended to cover me as well. I

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1. Buy a house. 2. Get the monster to respond to basic instructions, such as: "Oh, for fucks sake!" and "Porter, NO!!"

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It's been a big year for us. All the big baby milestones, finishing Jeff's house (while living in it), moving to PA, and Michele at a job that's not considered training for the first time in eight years. Feels like I'm really an adult for the first time. Okay, maybe not, but getting closer. On the whole it's been a good year and here's to an even better 2012.

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Michele got her french oven, I got some snow gear, but it's the kid who scored big.

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Thanks to a friend, who works at a certain Seattle based snow sports company, I got new gear this year.  The entire setup is a pretty big departure from what I was riding and so I figured it'd just make good sense to head up to Hurricane Ridge and see what I need to do to my setup to get it working for me. While that sounds all well and good, hiking up with an unfamiliar kit for short

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er, Seabrook. We didn't have Thanksgiving at Paul and Sean's this year, instead we all rented a house at Seabrook. In attendance there was Paul and Sean, Jimmie and Adam, Jeff, and the three of us. Since our last visit Seabrook has grown a bit, there are a few more houses, a couple more businesses, and a community pool. For those of you keeping count, this is Thanksgiving number four with this

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It's cold, I'm fat, and this bike currently hates me. BTW - I couldn't handle the humiliation of the 32:21 so we're back to an 18 on the rear wheel.

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I've turned into one of those people.  I spend every waking moment with my kid.  I sing about everything I do as I do it.  All I have to talk about with other adults is what my kid is doing (or not doing).  It's as if I completely forgot how to relate to others, specifically the fact that they don't give two shits about my kid that I keep talking about.  Oh, and I find

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Things have been going good here in PA.  Michele is still working very long hours (but only four days) so Porter and I are getting to spend a lot of time together.  We've also had our fair share of visitors roll through in the past few weeks.  First it was my parents.  Mom spent the entire three days making goo-goo eyes at The Monster. Dad and I actually got out for a

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This is what the Monster did to celebrate his 1st birtday: And this is how Michele and I celebrated:

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The Monster and I went out for a little adventure today while Michele had Saturday clinic.  Rather than ride from the house we packed up the Element and headed over to Sequim to ride from Railroad Bridge Park over to Robin Hill Farm Park and back.  I chose this as our ride for a couple of reasons.  First and foremost, I wanted to forgo Porter's helmet and this route is completely

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