History has been made. I do want to be sure to capture my thoughts on this day, but I will have to ruminate on it for a bit. Work beckons, but check back in this space later for my full thoughts.
Amazing.
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History has been made. I do want to be sure to capture my thoughts on this day, but I will have to ruminate on it for a bit. Work beckons, but check back in this space later for my full thoughts.
Amazing.
We had to put Goldy down today. Can’t write much more that this.  Goldy, I wish I could be eloquent and give you the send-off you’ve earned, but I can’t.
At least your joints will no longer bother you, you’ll again hear the birds chirp, the back door will always be open, and you can have all the food you can eat.
We’ll miss you, girl.
So, the game is over. We lost. I’m not happy about it.
I’m struggling to come up with positives from this game… Since it is Christmas and I’m depressed. If I don’t get in the spirit a bit more Jess will kick my ass.
The Positives:
As a postscript, I have to say something about watching the game last night. That #$&*$% “Interactive Tuesday” crawl at the top of the screen filled me with a searing white-hot hate that has yet to be extinguished. Hey ESPN, there is a reason I choose not to visit friggin message boards. The rage I feel reading what “fans” have to say (even the pro-Boise State ones) make me homicidal. For the safety of myself, and everyone around me, I do not frequent message boards. Nor do I frequent any place where the unwashed masses discuss college football (IdahoStatesman.com comment sections, I’m looking at you…). Now you’re going to force that same infuriating crap down my throat DURING the game? There is a special ring of hell reserved for the programing nerd who thought that one up.
In case you’re not aware of what I’m talking about, there was a bar across the screen, above the score that ESPN invited fans to submit comments online which would then scroll across the screen. Basically what we ended up with was 3 and a half hours of pithy comments like, “Boise sux. TCU is gonna roll!” or “Boize wont never get a BCS game until they toughen there schedule!!”. URGE TO KILL RISING……
Ok, that’s enough.
Merry Christmas everyone!
PS. When I’m off next week, keep your eyes on the blog as I’m thinking I’m going to make some sweeping upgrades to the blog. I’m unsure what exactly I will do, but it will be something new. That’s exciting, huh?
Last night some friends and we went to the Winter Garden Aglow at the Idaho Botanical Garden. It was nice to see all the lights. Apparently, they start putting them up around September. This was the first time we were able to get there when there was snow on the ground, which made it all the better.
I used our new Canon XSi DSLR which I’m still learning how to use. Also, I didn’t have any sort of tripod with me, so many of the shots turned out a touch blurry on the slow shutter speed.
To view all the photos, go here. Or click on each one to view larger.
I can’t believe it has been almost 5 months since I’ve been to a movie, but the record doesn’t lie. George and I finally made it back to the theater last night to check out the latest Bond flick, Quantum of Solace. As always, there will undoubtedly be some spoilers in this review.
Quantum of Solace (yes, I think it is a ridiculous title as well) begins exactly where Casino Royale leaves off. I really enjoyed Casino Royale. Far more than any of the previous 5 or 6 Bond flicks before it. It was real, and gritty and visceral. QoS was obviously in the same vein.
The plot revolves around an evil organization that has so far remained unknown to the worlds major intelligence agencies. But, apparently they have “people everywhere” including M’s personal body guard. *insert action sequence* This evil org is obviously very well financed and even better at staying hidden. However, that doesn’t stop them from sewing the seeds of revolution and instability around the globe for financial gain. Bond, in is bulldog-like tenacity is on to something. In seeking information and/or retribution for the death of Vesper (his love in the first flick) he his on the trail of these folks. Unfortunately, he has a bad habit of killing everyone he comes across instead of actually pumping them for information, much to the chagrin of his bosses back in London. Oops.
Hello all,
Regular readers, and those that scroll down a bit, have seen the whole beard fiasco play out before them. Well, now you can see all the Wirestone beard participants complete with before and after photos of each one.
http://itchyface.blogspot.com/2008/12/beard-judging.html
Let me tell you, there are some PRICELESS shots over there.
I can honestly say, now that I’ve shaved that damn thing off, that it was somewhat fun to be a part of. Now, we’ll find out how I rank in the judging. My guess would be not well.
Ding dong the witch is dead!
Ok, that might be a bit strong, but the beard is gone. Literally circled the drain a approximately 7:30pm, Friday December 12th. I cannot adequately describe just how heavenly it was to lose that thing. I feel like a new man. I feel faster. Younger. Cleaner. Smarter.
Amazing.
If this is your first visit, some background:
Genesis
Kickoff
One Month In
Hatred
Since they say a picture is worth 1000 words, then this post will be something like 21,000 words. All of these photos were taken by my lovely assistant and wife, Jess. So long “muppet kisses”! Without further ado…
Pregame
I know, I’ve been slacking terribly. The blog has suffered in direct proportion to the length of my horrible beard-hair. It must know how much I hate it. How much I want to write about how bad it sucks. Obviously, the beard has achieved sentience and is now taking greater and greater control of my life.
Beard, let me tell you something… your days are numbered. Come Friday, you will be little more than scattered hairs clogging my sink. An ignominious end for such a constant and horrific part of my life for the previous 2 months. What follows are the observations and dislikes about having just such patchy carpet on my face.
Early on, it was itchy. Like really itchy. Normally, I shave about every three days or so since I don’t have the follicle coverage to require daily shaving. So, towards the end of the first week, I really wasn’t in too much discomfort. However, this quickly escalated.
Sorry for the delay folks. As many of you already know, I’ve been a bit under the weather since my return last Monday… Ok, that could be a tad understated. Actually, I’ve been sicker than hell. Sicker than I have been in a LONG time. I am 100% certain it has to do with the 5 different flights in 3 days that made me sick. Friggin airplanes… Flying Hot Zones if you ask me.
Anyway, I was totally healthy for the trip, which was the good thing. George and I had a great time. Although he was already sick, which put a slight damper on our late night carousing. The experience however was worth it. As always, click on the photos for bigger versions and you can view all my pictures here: Lambeau Pilgrimage
Saturday we flew out bright and early from Boise to Minneapolis. There, we caught the flight to Milwaukee. Picked up the rental car and were on our way.
This being my first time in Milwaukee, I was struck by one thing. Granted, I could only see what I could from the freeway, but all I saw were the following… Churches (there were spires EVERYWHERE), smokestacks, row houses and neighborhood bars. Very interesting. Especially to a guy who has spent his whole life in the west, where everything is new.
Yes, I know I haven’t blogged in a while. And yes, I do realize it is Boise State v Idaho week and I have yet to say a word. If you were in my shoes, you’d be well advised to keep it shut too. I’ll let my team do my talking for me tomorrow.
Anyway, in bigger news, George and I are heading to legendary Lambeau field tomorrow morning. Not only that, but we are going to see one of the tried and true NFL rivalries, Bears v Packers. In November. In Green Bay. How cool is that?
George, a big GB fan, is hyped beyond belief, even going to say he’s going to have to “roofie” himself Friday night so he can fall asleep. I am a little less excited than that, but I have never been to a “classic” stadium in any sport.  Well, I guess you could say Dodger Stadium is a classic, and I’ve been there, but since most of the bigtime stadiums are back east, and I’ve never been east of North Dakota, I’ve never seen them.
We fly out to Milwaukee early Saturday and return late Monday. In between will be copious amounts of Shlitz, brats, and football.  I bet even some cheese might be consumed, but I can’t be sure. We’ll both have our fancy cameras with us, so expect a lot of pictures.
At least the BSU game is on the ESPN gameplan service, meaning there is a chance that George and I can find a sports bar in GB and catch some, if not most, of the game. Of course, I’ll be recording it for a more intensive viewing upon my return.
So, until my return, may I leave you with a hearty “Go Broncos” and “Go Pack” and we’ll catch up next week.