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Another Month Down

Posted in Random on March 31, 2009 by Dan

I can’t believe March is finished. It feels like it just got started.

Anyways, I just purchased my flight to St. Louis so everything is officially set for Europe. All we have to do is finish is our itinerary but that’s something that’s reasonably flexible and can be adjusted when we get there. Jameson and I just picked our seats next to each other for both the flight there and on the way back. It’s not only a relief to sit next to someone you know for an eight and half hour flight, it’s nice to know that none of that time will be spent next to someone who smells or is too fat to fit in the tiny seat and spills over into yours. I can only think of a few worse fates than that.

This is really going to happen. I have the credit card bill to prove it.

I really, really miss Mike. I got to talk to him briefly on Saturday while I was at the Farmer’s market with the gang. He’s just doing his time but it’s a relief to know he’s still alive and relatively well.

Then yesterday I got this postcard from him along with a Jagermaester  key chain and my spirits were lifted immensely:

I don't know if I should laugh or cry.

I don't know if I should laugh or cry.

On the back it says he will “see me before the next school year starts.” That time can’t come soon enough.

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Back to Reality

Posted in Random on March 22, 2009 by Dan

I shot a one over par, 37 on the front nine at the Plantation golf course on Saturday morning. For those of you who don’t know golf very well, nor care, it was a front round of a lifetime and is one that has me hooked on golf for the immediate future. I realized the potential I have to be a very, very good golfer and I’m going to work and try and try to do that on a consistent basis.

The trip was re energizing though, work today was far less annoying than Sunday’s usually are. The customers complained but I didn’t mind as much and the day flew by as I spent it mostly texting insults to Evan in preparation for our draft that just occurred. I’m so ready for baseball to start.

I got some Tres Generations Anejo tequila that is so good that when you drink it you will see God. It’s smooth as silk and warms your stomach rather than burning it. I can’t wait to share it on a crazy weekend trip…perhaps to Austin next week?

I read another book on vacation that I enjoyed a great deal but  I don’t have a the energy to write up a thorough review of it right now. I’m read nine books comprising 2442 pages since January 1st.  I don’t know what I’m going to read next but I need to figure it out pretty soon.

Quick Update

Posted in Random on March 17, 2009 by Dan

It’s amazing how quickly a week goes by! Happy St. Patrick’s Day…I celebrated this national drinking holiday by wearing orange and packing for my trip to the valley. Not exactly what I had in mind but 3.5 days of sun, golf, and beer should do wonders for my happiness level.

It’s for certain we’re going to Europe, specifically starting in Barcelona and from there, who knows? It’s going to be quite the journey and the opportunity to plan such an adventure 2 months in advance delights me in a way very few things can.

I haven’t run in two weeks because of a pulled muscle in my butt from softball. I feel lethargic.

18 days till baseball starts, I cannot flipping wait!

Can I Draft Myself for my Fantasy Baseball Team?

Posted in Random on March 9, 2009 by Dan

I just got done playing in the only softball game I will be able to attend with the men’s league from my church this season, and I must say, I’m thinking about changing my name to Barry.

I found out I would be batting third (eek!) which meant our coach had what I felt was some misplaced faith in me (I haven’t swung a bat in almost six months). My first at bat I watched the first three balls go by in an effort to reacquaint myself with the rhythm the pitcher and to remember how to hit a softball. It’s much, much different from hitting a baseball-you have to wait…and wait…and wait…wait some more…and then swing. It’s hard to do!When I finally did swing, I hit this looping pop fly that managed to land in front of the right fielder for a base hit. It wasn’t pretty, but it wasn’t an out.

Two innings later, I was up again. I remember watching the first pitch go by and then waiting on the second one. On the third pitch, I reared back and then absolutely cranked one high and deep to right field. The wind was blowing out tonight and the ball just kept on sailing and soaring through the night until it fell right over the right fielder’s head.  There was another young’un on first base and as I closed the distance on him, I yelled, “WE’RE RUNNING, BABY!” And we were off to the races.

I saw the ball roll to the fence but after that, I turned on the jets and raced my way around the bases, lunging for home and touching it a few steps behind the guy in front of me and well ahead of the incoming throw. It was my second career (albeit they were both inside-the-park) homerun and my goodness, is it an awesome feeling to have everyone of your teammates come out of the dugout to high-five and congratulate you on your way in. I enjoyed the moment completley.

We ended up winning 22-9, I grounded out weakly my next at bat and smoked a single in my last but it will be a while before I forget about that shot I hit to right field. It may have been the wind or a misplay by the fielder, but dammit, I hit the shit out of that ball and I’m going to be happy about it!

Watch out Barry, only 760 more to go!

Different Standards

Posted in Random on March 2, 2009 by Dan

Think back to when you were ten. What grade were you in? What kind of things did you like to do? What did you want to be when you grew up?

If I remember clearly, I was in Garden City, Kansas finishing up my 4th grade of elementary school. I enjoyed reading Goosebumps by R.L. Stein, collecting Pogs but having no real idea what to do with them, and being a fiercely competitive recreation soccer player. I enjoyed playing B.O.B. on my Sega Genesis.

I had dreams of being an airline pilot or possibly a writer. I thought very little of the world around me. Women were suddenly becoming more interesting and the only expectations I remember having were to come home promptly and to stay out of trouble at school.

Now, instead of 1994, let’s pretend it’s 1777 and look at the expectations a mother had of her 10 year old son:

You are in possession of a natural good understanding and of spirits unbroken by adversity, and untamed with care. Improve your understanding for acquiring useful knowledge and virtue, such as will render you an ornament to society, an honor to your country, and a blessing to your parents…and remember you are accountable to your Maker for all your words and actions.

This was an excerpt from a letter Abigail Adams wrote to her 10 year old son, John Quincy, before he left with his father to cross the Atlantic to keep his father company as he negotiated with France.

Are you kidding me? Could you imagine being interrupted by your mom while playing Playstation and being told travel across the ocean to a foriegn country in order to  acquire useful knowledge that would enable you to become an ornament to society? Could you even begin to understand what was being asked of you at such a young age? Could you internalize it? Strive for it? Could you handle such lofty expectations?

Obviously, he could as he went on to not only be President, but one of our most experienced and respected diplomats in the history of our country. We owe a great deal to Abigail and her high standards. (As a side note, she is a woman of such impeccable character and remarkable intelligence that if I have a daughter one day, I want to name her Abigail).

Maybe we could all stand to adjust the expectations we have of our children and ourselves. Who knows what good could come from it?

Posted in Random on February 16, 2009 by Dan

I had such a great time with Guy these past two nights. He came down with two of his airforce buddies, both of whom were named Mike, and we proceeded to show these boys a good ol’ time in Big D. Saturday night was the roughest considering the tab for five us exceed $230 without food. I ended up crawling into the back of Austin’s truck and passing out for a good hour or so. I don’t really remember getting home.

Jessica and Jameson continue to impress with their running. Jameson for almost breaking a three hour marathon on his first try and for Jessica turning in a sub 1:28 half. Just marvelous. When I grow up, I want to be like them.

I would have considered today a worthless day but I did get to finish another Cormac McCarthy book (No Country for Old Men) as well as finally, finally, getting to watch “Say Anything.” Both were an absolute delight and if I had gotten in before 3:30 the past two evenings (or mornings, rather), I would write more about them. Needless to say, both lived up to the hype.

I’d really, really, like to skip the month of March (with the exception of a trip down to the valley to see my Grandpa) and get to April. I’m growing impatient and I want to see her again.

This is Why They Call it Work

Posted in Random on February 7, 2009 by Dan

So it’s been three days since I’ve updated this and I don’t have much to say other than I haven’t worked this hard at Run-On! since I started. The days are longer, busier, and more interesting but I’m just not used to working these longer days.

I know it sounds like I’m complaining and while it’s always easier to take the easy way out, I enjoy the challenge that is offered by the new store. Being tired is worth it. I just need to adjust to it.

I miss my friends. My days off during the week just aren’t cutting it because I’m spending them entirely alone. Where the fuck has everyone gone? There’s only so many movies I can go see alone before the people at the movie theater start asking questions.

I want to sleep until tomorrow night. Is that too much to ask for?

Pitchers and catchers report soon. I can’t wait for baseball to start, I’m going to opening day at the ballpark if I have to go by myself. I don’t even care. Let’s go Rangers!