July 9th, 2011 § 0
March 6th, 2011 § 0
January 7th, 2011 § 1
Rear-wheel drive from Denver to Vail in surprise 12-30 storm.
5:45am 12-31 departure for 9:00am 0-degree Aspen trailhead.
REM, Dylan, Jimmy Vaughn, Son Volt, Tokyo Police.
21 skiers, 4.5 hours, 2,000 feet…
16 beds, 2 days, 42 ski boots.
East Coast Rockies time zone.
Sparklers and down coats.
Euker, Pigs, Celebrity, Comet, Jenga, Dice, Hearts…
Laphroaig, Red Bull, Vodka, Eggplant, Bacon, Pineapple Express.
Skins, skis, snow.
Blisters, tape, and short on joe.
And a wrinkle in time.
Thanks y’all… and Happy 2011!
June 10th, 2010 § 3
3,300 ft up
14,270 ft high
2,800-ft ski down
6 feet (2 in tele boots) across 5 stream crossings
3 beers on the way back home
90 degrees in Denver
March 30th, 2010 § 3
March was hard. A year of planning and development of the bank’s new online presence culminated in a couple of weeks, then a few even more intense days whose outcome basically wrote the verdict on the entire effort (we got mostly good marks). At the same time as mission-critical client-side corporate rollouts consumed my days, I found myself burning the candle’s other end on backend php scripting by night. I started smoking, grew some stubble. Said hi to my family in passing…
December 24th, 2009 § 0
A song to someone I spent time with
Go on Go on
Go on girl now go and sing me your song
Tell me what do you know What have you seen
What strange things have happened to you in between
When I sit across from you
I’m left to wonder just what did I ever do
Go on Go on
Go on cakes tell me why you so put upon
Tell me who you are before you tell me more
Tell me why I can’t be the same like I was before
Don’t fight history, mystery, knowledge, skills and time
My dear sweet Clementine
December 4th, 2009 § 2
He whom you loved and lost is no longer where he was; he is now wherever you are. - Saint John Chrysostom
I went to a memorial service today. Jonathan Keisling was my age, a Colorado fishing guide, one of the few who choose to do what he loves over the promise of anything future. These days I’m feeling some stress at work (I am not a fishing guide). The alarm on my 18-month-old’s internal clock is stuck at 4:50am and my 3 year old has pink eye in both eyes. Right now I’m tired. But I’m ok, because I’m alive with unfulfilled dreams.
November 3rd, 2009 § 0
1. I’ve been busy.
2. Work’s been crazy.
4. A side project.
These are some of the realities that have consumed my October to the point where, in just month three of its online existence, my blog has fallen behind the two-post per month standard to which I promised to hold it. Material, however, isn’t lacking.
September 16th, 2009 § 0
Here’s one source to which I’ll be referring (thank you @haddnin): http://www.quicksprout.com/2009/09/09/your-first-30-days-of-blogging/
August 30th, 2009 § 2