The Relay recap
Monday, May 7th, 2007
Oww, my blisters. And my legs. And, weirdly, my shoulders. That’s right. I ran so much that my SHOULDERS hurt. But it was good.

Oww, my blisters. And my legs. And, weirdly, my shoulders. That’s right. I ran so much that my SHOULDERS hurt. But it was good.
After many searches, we have purchased our Peru flights. Aug. 31 - Sept 18. Don’t cry too hard.
I’m freakin’ excited.
Occasionally, I get a spam comment, and I’m reminded I have one of these.
So what’s new? First, the trip to San Diego with Rachel was really great. Highlights include:
As for what else has been going on, I’ll tell you later, since this has been half-written for way too long. See, Kathy? An update.
Comings: Steph and Rachel came to play this weekend. I’m still too tired to elaborate on the details, but it was a fantastically fun weekend. We made some adventurous sushi, including PBJB sushi (peanut butter, blackberry preserves, and banana), and sushiritto (refried beans, raw onion, cilantro, and olives, then topped with a dollop of salsa and a leaf of cilantro). We went to Haight-Ashbury and shopped, and I think we all ended up with something we were excited about. Mine was the L.E.O. album I’ve been meaning to buy for a while, as well as the copy of the Pernice Brothers‘ “Yours, Mine, & Ours” which I have been listening to obsessively on Yahoo! Music and can now use to convert other people to the band, and also a couple of other CDs that I can’t remember right now. Thus is the curse of Amoeba, where I buy more than I can listen to immediately. All in all, an excellent weekend. 17 more days until Rachel and I invade San Diego. Mwahaha.
Goings: After it being a hypothetical plan for over a year, Rachel and I are making our Peru trip a reality. She and I both have the clearance for the vacation time. We’ve narrowed down which volunteer program we are interested in. We have a rough timeline of what we want to do while we’re there. Que excitante
For a while, I was doing so well with doing real updates, but now we’re back to the ol’ list of things I’ve been doing…
I survived Christmas with the two families. I think it was probably scarier for Allison’s family than for me, since a food fight cooperation broke up, due to a loophole in my mom’s attempt to stop me from shooting whipped cream across the room. She said that your partner had to be within 3 feet, which turns out to be greater than the distance a can of whipped cream can shoot horizontally. Incidentally, we did discover that holding a can of whipped cream three feet above someone’s head can get it pretty close to into their mouth. And in their hair, but that’s a small price to pay.
Allison and I rung in the new year with Rachel and her family in Minnesota, where Rachel scored us a last-minute snow storm after a couple of days of boring weather. We played Space Pirate Amazon Ninja Catgirls and Munchkin, went for a walk in the snow, ate at Al’s Breakfast (still home to the best omelet I’ve ever eaten), shopped at the Mall of America, had yummy Indian food, and had a jolly good time. Some photos from the trip. I’m counting the days until Rachel comes out again in February, which happens to be one day before Stephie to visit.
Work has been crazy busy, but still exciting. I spent a couple of days this week on Bangalore time, which was exhausting. I’m getting too old to work at midnight. So different from a few years ago when I did my best work after 10pm.
Speaking of exhausting, I’ve been going to Community Bootcamp 5 days a week, which has been kicking my ass (in a good way!). I’m also going to start running again, training for Bay To Breakers in May (although it sounds like Blake won’t be able to run with me this year) and The Relay in July, which I’ll be running as part of a Yahoo! team (and don’t think I won’t be hitting y’all up for donations for Organs R Us). I’m trying to get back to my fighting weight again, since I’ve been putting on a couple of pounds lately.
In less painful news, I bought myself a mandolin:

It just came on Friday, but I’m already getting the hang of it. Within an hour, I had a couple of chords down and could play the verse/chorus of Will Hoge’s “(Better Off) Now That You’re Gone” (first three chords in my book were C, G, and F) as well as Glen Phillips’ Duck and Cover (I suppose that having a lyric from a song tattooed on your body makes you more likely to play it each time you pick up an instrument). I’ve started learning Losing My Religion (well, what song do YOU think of when you think of a mandolin?), and that’s been going pretty well. Once I got the bridge height figured out, the hardest thing has been tuning (and retuning) it. With the pairs of strings, being even slightly out of tune really stands out. Who wants to jam?
Nothing says Christmas-time like my mom talking about having to explain to the kids in her class the reasoning behind not saying “cha cha cha” after every line of the song when they sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus (they’ve grasped that you don’t say “and many more…” at the end, because he doesn’t have any more). That never ceases to crack me up.
My last Christmas gift is on the truck for delivery, so all is well. Now I just need to do some wrapping. I feel like there’s a joke about old-school wrapping in here somewhere, but I’m too busy to try to dig it out.
Allison’s family is in town, and it’s T minus 26 hours until the families begin to meet. Scary.
That’s all I’ve got. Happy holidays to you and yours.
A bunch of things, since I’ve been forgetting to post lately:
This was written on the plane, but I just now got it off of my Treo, so the tense may be a bit off. Deal with it.
Another visit to Rachel and Minnesota come and gone. Too quick, as always. We did manage to pack it full of cooking, eating, concerts, a dancing toddler, furniture shopping, exercise at the gym across the street, Peru planning, and great conversation, so I have a hard time complaining too much.
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Wait, baby, stop yelling. I haven’t been seeing another blog, I swear! No, I’m not using my LiveJournal or MySpace. I haven’t even posted that much on MoreCooler! You know you’re the only one for me. Hey hey, put down that frying pan. Let’s talk about this. I promise I’ll come see you more. Once a week? Okay, I can do that. No, really, I can. Give me a chance. Okay, let me explain where I’ve been for the last couple of months.
So I know I haven’t been updating much lately. And I feel bad. No, really, I do. Sure, not bad enough to do anything about it, but when I’m not sitting here writing for both of you to read, I’m feeling guilt. Despite that, I have found a scapegoat. Rachel. Now, hear me out. We send many an e-mail, and they’re quite detailed. This post is not an exaggeration of how specific our daily recaps are. It’s actually a bit of an understatement. So once I’ve told every mind-numbing detail of the last 2 hours of my day to Rachel, it seems wasteful to come over here and post the same details. I contemplate just cut and pasting from my e-mails to Rachel, but the archives of this site will make it apparent that I rarely do that. So what have I been up to? Well, let’s see.
I think that’s the highlights. Now I’m just killing time till it’s time to pick up Rachel from the airport. I’m sure she’ll come defend herself before the 48-hour statute of limitations on “defending your honor on the Internet” ends. Otherwise my accusation of responsibility becomes fact. At least that’s how it works on The O’Reilly Factor.