Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, the gods smile on us. Not just the weather gods, or just the cycling gods. not even just the mountain gods. I mean ALL the gods, little to small, smile down on you. We have just experienced this, and are very happy.
We let the most important people know already, my mom, the Mathmajor and the Manchild, and our closest friends in real life and the blog world. Now its time to let the rest of the world know. there has been a big change in Mountainstrohville… Continue reading “The Ocean She Calls!”
It’s funny how a simple comment or question can cause you to look at things in a different way. Now don’t worry, I am not going to get all profound and do deep dive into symbolism. I am still scarred by a 9th grade English teacher after he made us read “The Old Man and the Sea” when it comes to symbolism!
With that being said, though, the photos from last week DID seem to change with the amount of time we had left to be at the ocean… Continue reading “The photos tell more stories than I thought!”
I observed a class at work today, which is an easy gig. No prep, participate only when you want, and we had cookies near the end of session! (The chocolate chips were fresh out of the oven and the chips were still gooey!!)
At one point, the class discussed a person’s “I think” vs his “I feel” as in: I think I need to clean the garage, but I flat don’t feel like it! The theory is: In order to get someone to do something tough, you gotta get the “I feel” and “I think” on the same page. If not the “I feel” will win every time.
I took particular notice of this as I dealt with it this morning for the commute in… Continue reading “So Glad I Sucked it Up and Went”
Everyone has preconceptions about parts of the country we don’t live in. California is full of surfer dudes and it never rains; the midwest has tornadoes, blizzard and cowboys; the Northeast is crowded, rude, and cockroachy; the southeast is hell on earth, hot, humid, sticky, and full of people who drink PBR; the desert southwest is an oven, sandy , and full of blondes ladies who like pumpkin spice lattes.
Ask people about the Pacific Northwest, and you will get things like Coffee, liberal nut jobs, trees and that it rains ALL the time.
Truth be told, those that live in these areas will tell you, for the most part (Though I think even the southeast people would at least nod at the ‘hell on earth’ description), that the preconceptions are not true. Believe it or not, it does NOT rain here in Seattle all the time… Continue reading “You can hear the plants drinking…”
Murhpy’s Law came into play this week. As we all know, last weekend at this time I was sweating it out, not sure if the power would come on before the Walking Dead. (It did with minutes to spare!)
Tuesday – Friday though, it was warm, the sun was out and it was perfect cycling weather. I, of course, was 30o miles away from my bike in Spokane! The cycling gods did NOT smile on me! Damn that Murphy… Continue reading “The thoughts while riding.”
Yep, it is official, the Seattle area has had its wettest winter ever! I know, I know, those who do not live in the Northwest might be amazed. As far as the rest of the country is concerned, every day in Seattle, year round, looks like this.
And I won’t lie. with these stats from the Tacoma News Tribune
The National Weather Service said 22.78 inches of rain have fallen at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport since Dec. 1. That beats the previous record of 22.77 inches, set in the winter of 1998 to 1999.
We have had many days which look just like this picute. but that is only half the story…. Continue reading “Wettest Winter Ever”
Once, long ago, I got in trouble at work for something I did. Now the person on the receiving end of my plan was a friend of mine. Sadly, he was also an employee of the department I was a supervisor in.
DLow (one of my least favorite bosses ever) while calling me on the carpet, asked what I was thinking. I replied, “He is a friend of mine, it’s what friends do!” He just looked at me dumbfounded and said “I don’t know what kind of friends you have, but none that I have would ever do something like that…”
For once I kept my mouth shut, but inside I was thinking, “Wow, you must not have real friends…” but if you knew Dlow you would not be surprised!
What? You’d like an example of what I am talking about? Well there was the night I met Scott’s wife Jill… Continue reading “This is what we are gonna do…”