Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Monday, March 12, 2007

Busy as hell

If I wasn't still recovering from the flu or whatever it was that I had I might have better survived this weekend, but overall I think I did alright.

Friday was Val's performance which was pleasant. There was a number of more technical ballet pieces that was a refreshing from more of the modern style pieces that tend to dominate.

Saturday was going to be a show at Neumo's and then the 300 at cinerama. It turned into taking an extended (but much needed and appreciated) nap until heading downtown for the movie. Sure the movie was cheesy, had gratuitous nudity and completely transparent plot lines but it was a good action flick. Racist? I'm not sure that was the intent, but some people seemed to have some problems with it. I didn't take it that seriously :)

Sunday was again a day to play catch up. Got some sleep, did some laundry (eventually) and pretended like I was ready for this week. Compline was actually a very nice end to the weekend, as it usually is. It was very calming and a great time of introspection. At St. Marks they have pictures of people and war torn Jerusalem. Some very powerful and sad imagery. I overheard a father trying to explain to his what must of been 8 year old son about genocide. I just about lost it.

I am not even going to attempt to claim I am ready for San Jose. Maybe it is better that way.

Sometimes change is hard, but necessary. Not everything in life is easy, and this is what I must force myself to understand and believe.

Friday, March 9, 2007

Sick...

well or so the theme seems to be over the past couple days. I have not been this sick in a while. It is not all that bad - it is letting me take care of some business and clean up the apartment some. If nothing else it gives me time to think.

It feels like life is cyclical, as usual For some reason I believe that this time around I am in a good position to make the right choices, instead of letting things just continue as is in the safety of the known and my own inaction. To be or not to be lol.

The prospect of moving is coming closer to reality, and I am excited. Worried? Maybe a bit, but for some reason it just feels right. There are bigger things I worry about. I secretly love to move. It is a new start. A new opportunity to reorganize your life. How often do you get that kind of chance? It is similar to rearranging your living room or something. I knew few people can appreciate the appeal of things things (as they are also usually a general pain) but they are almost therapeutic for me at times. Just like reinstalling my computer :)

Speaking of computers, I have officially bought a apple product. No laptop or anything, but a airport extreme base station. I was fed up with the last two network routers that I bought, and the airport has the ability to host hard drives and printers on the network through a usb hub. This in addition to the 802.11n support made it unlike anything else on the market (and also exactly what I needed). Unfortunately it doesn't support NTFS which means I have to find a way to dump my two portable hdd's which also unfortunately nearly full. When all is said and done it should be awesome, despite having to admit that this post, as well as all of my online presence is now flowing through mac hardware :P Sabrina is tapping her fingers satisfied in step one of her evil plan to convert me. Just one thing to say, not until I have unlimited disposable income!!! :) Oh, and when you go to their store, they will email you a receipt instead of printing one out. How cool is that?!?!

I am starting a co-ed soccer league soon. Despite being in horrible shape, I am really excited. I miss soccer a lot. A lot a lot. Oh the pain, I can almost feel it now.

Anyway, plenty more contemplations in my future. I remain optimistic.

Monday, March 5, 2007

So much to say

There is so much to say, and I don't think I have the energy to say it all. It will be a picture post.

Portland was great. We did well - better than any team I have ever been on. It was exhausting and fun.





Our kids are great.




I went to a party in Bothell. It was suburban, but it was fun.











Need I say more?