Lagging

My blogging has been slowing down in the past few months. It probably is due mostly to my 4/10 work schedule–I work 4 days per week, 10 hours each day. So, I get home later than I used to, and I usually don't feel like logging in more computer time after a long day of staring at the screen in front of me. I love my 3-day weekends, and I'd rather not spend them on the computer when there are things outside to see and do.

Last weekend I visited my buddy Dave, his wife Rocio, and their little bundle of joy, Meatball...







With the attention this Olde English Bulldogge gets, I can't imagine what it'll be like when Dave and Ro have an actual human baby.

After 3 months without one, I finally got a new bike 2 weeks ago. It's a Gary Fisher Tassajara, and so far I really like it. I was planning to get a new Trek, as my old one had served me so well. But, I did a lot of research and found that the Tass has what are considered to be better components than it's Trek counterpart. Most people in the mountain bike forums I viewed recommended the Tass over the Trek, plus the Trek was just a hideous "flare orange" color (trust me- it looks bad in person). I found a really good deal at Jax bikes (highly recommended shop), so I went with the Gary Fisher. In my 3 rides so far, it's been great. I plan on enjoying it for many years to come.

Last Saturday my friend Nancy finally got hitched to her longtime beau Jerry. The wedding (plus parties the night before and morning after) took place in Palm Springs. It was a really nice event, and Nancy and Jerry really know how to throw a party. There were cool people, some great food (Spencer's Restaurant), lots of booze, and music that pumped all night. The bride and groom make a great couple and I wish them the best in their new lives together.



















My intention is to post with more regularity, even if it's just a little blurb. Until next time, a quote from Viktor E. Frankl:

There are only two races of men; the decent, and the indecent.

Saturday in the Park

Teej

TJ- the place is weird, fun, dirty, cool, sad, funny, seedy, alive, depressing and fascinating. It can be repulsive yet somehow enticing at the same time. You can walk or drive through a gate, and you're instantly in another world. I guess that's its allure. Trinkets, cheap booze and prescription drugs, women, painted burros, corrupt cops, bullfights, dog races, good food, Bart Sanchez, chicle and "2 for 1" on everything. It's always an interesting way to spend a Saturday afternoon.