Who do you know?

It just isn't fair. You can't get the good job, the good deal, the good place to stay, or the good seats at a game without knowing someone. I hate having to mooch. It would be nice to have that premium experience, once in a blue moon, without having to drop a grand for a few hours of entertainment. Who are these people? I guess I am glad that I am less that 6 degrees from a few of them.

What is this?

I was relaxing at my mom's place, eating lunch, and watching some TIVO'd JRIB. With a little time left to kill, I surfed over to the Deuce (espn2), only to find this gem. I suspected things were bad, but I had no idea that the world was this deep in the porcelain bowl. I'm slaving away in the lab, and a handful of tractor drivers in golf shoes, wielding putters are making cash money at the local Family Fun Center. F! Me! These photos just paint a picture I can't describe in enough words. Click here.

Cyclone Larry

Cyclone Larry as seen via Earthbrowser
Originally uploaded by davesag.

It's stupid. I know. I accept that I must really be narcissistic, but wouldn't you like some unstoppable force of nature named after you?

Who can you believe?

.

When did news become entertainment? Who decided that I should care what a panel of Monday morning QB's and fortunetellers think, and dish it out as "news"? The fact that groups of made up, wanna be celebs can speculate on topics as important as the War, Financial info, and national crises, and pass it off as news is scary. What is more frightening?.... there are droves of people numb from the overwhelming mass of it all, accepting opine as fact from shear attrition. This IS how neck fisherman get elected to high office, and run the country into the ground. All the while the media ignores the important, to air their version of "news".

ESPN
Originally uploaded by redperm
Sir Winston Churchill: Quotes about Truth
Truth is incontrovertible, malice may attack it and ignorance may deride it, but, in the end, there it is.

Here's hoping more of us have our eyes wide open, and persevere to rise above it all.

St. Patricks Day Reset...

Why is it so fun to be Irish on March 17 th?...

It just is.

A pint... or 5, just tastes a little bit better with family and friends in March.

It has been something of a tradition for a part of my family, that this time of year around my sisters birthday, always seems better spent in the mountains. Guinness just tastes better at ~ 7000 ft. March Madness is simply more dramatic when enjoyed in the comfort of a rustic chalet, by a roaring fire in damp ski clothes. Oh... and the French Onion Soup!









Beware of lurking Irish car BOMBS!

St. Pat's '06 in Whistler, Canada was definitely one for the books.

Quick thoughts...

After a nice long hot shower... is there anything better than warm clean clothes, just out of the dryer, or... maybe a bed with clean sheets tucked tight that hasn't been slept in yet? After some thought, while both are nice, I would take the bed over the warm clothes... that's me. Crystal would take the clothes. What would you take?

Sirius Work

Siriusly! What I've had to go through is ridiculous...

Sometimes in life, one is required to go above and beyond the call of duty for that which is held so dearly. I love/need/can't function in the moring w/o the Stern Show.

I've ran out to my car every night for 2 months. Replaced my car battery. Dropped over 5 C's on equipment. Climbed 20 ft. extension ladders at my own peril. Drilled a hole through my condo.
Gone through Freezes, "hard resets", loss of recorded content, and the like. All for the Final product...




And it is my Zen... finally

Keeping up with the Jones'

After viewing my buddies blog I feel I have to keep up...

I got some recent credit too!





Other than that, I have completely bent my life's schedule around listening to Stern and Rome.

You have to have priorities. Honestly, entertainment really does come first.

Eating can be fun!

Get into my Belly...

My Joy... AA 

A Legend

Good Times 

Rose 

Vegas baby 

Pure 

Chillin in tahoe 

Work can suck...

Make it better. Go out and do something. I played basketball today after work. Yes, I am a bit washed up @ 32, but I can still hang with the young kids. It's rejuvanating. I came home to my 10 month old daughter Aisley and Life seems good.