Saturday, May 10, 2008

May 30
 

Best Game Ever at Improv Everywhere

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This is an amazing story that will always be remembered by the kids involved and their families. This event was done by an Improv group that brought in NBC, the goodyear blimp, commentators, fans, and hot dog vendors to surprise a group of kids at a little league game. What an amazing experience that must have been. See the story and video after the jump.
Best Game Ever at Improv Everywhere
May 26

Retro Night at the Millers

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We took a trip in the 'Way back machine' last Friday night. On mother's day, at the Thorne's home, Matthew was going on about how great popcorn tastes when cooked in their air popper. Who knew that those were even still around after the invent of microwave popcorn? Thinking about it, I was sure I hadnt had 'air-popped' popcorn since the 80's. With that in mind, I hopped on Ebay and scored an Orville Redenbacher Air Popper. (saved about 6 bucks over what it would have cost on Amazon!). It arrived on Friday just in time for our family movie night. We had recorded E.T., and were going to watch it with the kids. It was quite the retro night! The kids were fascinated as I pulled the machine out of the box and explained to them how it worked. Of course, they had never seen anything like it, having grown up on microwave popcorn. They were thrilled when the kernels started popping and rushing out of the chute into a bowl.  It definitely does taste much better than microwaved popcorn, so we have a new favorite snack. Im not totally sure that the kids bought into it though. I think the nostalgia factor had a pretty good impact on our taste buds. Now thats Entertainment!
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After divvying  it up, we sat down for our viewing of E.T. I told Autumn I was about her age when the movie came out in 1982. We were trying to make sure that none of them got too scared as there were a couple of scary parts. Poor Jaylin got a bit emotional when the scientists started working on E.T. And then when he stopped breathing and they zipped up the bag, there were a number of the family (I wont mention names..) that were pretty teared up. They were all asking LeAnn and I if he was going to be alright. We kept telling them to 'Just Watch'. (Although, for a minute there I was wondering if I forgot what had happened and that maybe he did die) Then came the climax, when Elliot was leaving the room and sees the flower start coming back to life. The kids started getting excited and stating "Hes Alive!" Then Elliot runs back and unzips the bag and E.T. starts excitedly saying "HOME!" . Then everyone was laughing and smiling. It was such a great contrast of emotions.. everyone is crying one minute, then laughing and happy the next. It was just like I remembered everything 25 years ago. (Yikes, did I just say that?!) ;)
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Temple Square in Seattle

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I stopped by a Thai place in Seattle called "Mae Phim" for lunch today. I was quite surprised to see a magazine on the counter with an ad for Temple Square on it. I snapped a pic with my camera phone, but left the magazine there just in case there is another Vincenzo Di Francesca wandering around downtown looking for the truth. ;)
May 22

Reminiscence - Tied Up

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[1971] One of dads favorite stories to tell about when this Todd was a 'Toddler' begins with an evening in 1971 or 72 (not sure if I had turned two yet) when mom and dad had some friends over for a dinner party. At the time, I was still in a crib, but was starting to become quite adept at "breaking out". Once they had put me to bed, shut the door, and got on with their party, I would pull myself over the bars and escape. Apparently, I had done this a number of times when dad tired of going through the same motions over and over again and decided to implement a new plan. He got a towel, put me back in the crib, and proceeded to tie the towel to my ankle and tie the other end to a bar in the crib-- hoping that this would deter me from breaking out of my prison once again. After tying me down in this manner, he went back to enjoy the rest of the night without 'interruption'. He waited for a while to see if I would come out again. I did not. He must have been pleased that his plan had worked! A bit later, he recalls hearing me crying-- first loudly, then after a number of minutes quieting down to a whimper. He tells me he thought that I was just upset that my escape attempts had been foiled, and thought that was why I was crying. Then, after my cries died down, he figured that I had just cried myself to sleep. Luckily, he went in later to check on me. It was at that time that he saw me hanging upside down over the top rail of the crib, dangling from one leg still tied to the crib rail, and sleeping contentedly. I guess dad learned the hard way one way not to try to keep a child in his crib.
May 21

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Last Saturday was the best I have ever seen Austin play in a soccer game. It was 90 degrees out, and humid, but the kid was running around the field like a maniac. While many of the other boys looked quite lethargic, Austin was playing hard on both sides of the field-- running back and stealing it away on defense, and then weaving through the other team effortlessly on offense. It scares me to think what he could do if I left him in for the entire game. On this day we played our biggest 'rival' team, the Lightening Bolts. This was the fourth time we played them, even though our whole season only consists of 10 games. We beat them by two the first game, tied them the second game and then won by four or five the third game. They seemed to be getting tired of losing to us. ;) So, on this hot day, Austin got off to a great start and kicked a goal in in the first minute of the game. He ended up scoring 4 of our 6 goals in the first half, and the score was 6 to 4. He kept on the pressure in the second half as each time the other team scored, he would come back with a response and he ended up scoring another 5 in the second half for a total of 9 of our 13 goals. The parents on the sideline were amazed. They kept telling me how awesome he was playing as I nodded my head and tried to suppress my pride. He has such a great talent for anticipating and reading the offense and then intercepting and counterattacking each time he gets the ball. He even hit the post a couple of times. I almost took him out because he was scoring TOO much. I actually did pull him out once, but he was eager to get back in and told me that one of the other boys had already been in for two substitution cycles. So I swapped him back in (the other boy, Richard, was quite relieved as he was pretty tired. ;) It was an incredible display of offense that I will never forget.
May 19

Wipe Out

Who needs to surf to have a classic 'wipe out'? Not Me! After I got off the bus this morning at 6:55 in Seattle, I was about to cross 2nd avenue when the crosswalk signal started flashing with the red hand. That one gives you about 5 seconds before going red, so I decided to pick up the pace and jog across. I guess my knee wasnt ready for that. My left foot caught some evil crack in the asphalt and I started going down. Luckily, I was able to get both hands down before doing a faceplant. The impact jammed my wrists pretty good, scratched up my palms and jarred me up through my shoulders and neck. Thats a big fall for a 225 pound man! I floundered for a second, while grabbing my work bag and getting up. Funny how out of the 5 people that were crossing with me, no one showed any concern whatsoever. Gotta love the 'human' race. I would definitely try to help someone out who had just biffed it in the middle of a busy intersection. Im still a bit sore, and my shoes got scraped up pretty good. I guess I will have to head down the street later and see if that shoe shine guy is out there today.
May 13

Out in the garden

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Austin convinced me to get the garden going in the jungle on our backyard hillside. Such is one of the joys of living right next to a greenbelt- the constant encroachment of blackberries and other noxious weeds creeping up on our hillside. Over the last five years since the knee blowout and multiple surgeries, I have not done very well at clambering around on the steep slope. This year, Austin got really excited to plant a garden out there and started whacking away at all of the weeds where we had planted a garden a number of years ago. He did a surprisingly good job. I went out with him for a couple of hours on Saturday and we made some good progress. I decided to take some of the railroad ties I had spread out there and stack them higher up to create a better tiered and leveled effect. We ended up with about a three foot high bed that leveled the hill out quite nicely. After I got home from work I took Austin and Jaylin with me to Fred Meyer's garden center to pick up some vegetable starts (tomatoes, corn, cantaloupe and onions) and some topsoil. They each picked out some seeds as well -- we got pumpkin, zucchini, carrots, watermelon and sunflowers. We got back and took about an hour after FHE where we raked in the new topsoil and manure, leveled out the tiers and then planted the starts. Autumn had not been feeling well, so she stayed inside. Jaylin and Austin seemed to have a great time out there getting dirty and using the tools. Now we will wait and see how eager they are to work in the garden when the weeds start coming in!
*On a side note, while at the garden center, there was an older gentleman in his eighties that came in and was asking if they had eggplant starts while we were checking out. The employee checking us out said that she wasnt sure whether they had any.Austin excitedly exclaimed that he knew where they were. So I told him to walk back with the man and show him. It was quite sweet to see how he slowed down and walked and talked right alongside this old man who was using a cane and limping along. It sounds like they had a nice conversation. I was very proud to see how helpful he was.
May 12

GreAt Game!

At our Ghost Riders soccer game on Saturday, Austin finally scored his number! :) What is his uniform number you ask? -- Could it be 2 or 3 even? Nope. It is 5!!
This has been an ongoing challenge he took upon himself after he had a couple of games the last two weeks where he had scored either three or four goals in each game. I (half-jokingly) asked him when he was going to score his number. Then he scored three two weeks ago and four last week-- and he actually seemed discouraged after the game! I asked him what was wrong after we won last week 8-3. He said begrudgingly, "I didnt score my number" I was incredulous. It is amazing that he is doing so well. He has an incredible knack for anticipating the moves of the other players and some great talent with his dribbling and shooting skills. It has been such fun to watch him play and excel. So, last Saturday, when he scored his fifth goal, he looked over at me and smiled. We won 6-3 and are still undefeated this season with three games left.  I have told him anytime he has a breakaway to take it in a get a good shot. He will often read the goalies anticipated goal kick and intercept it and take it back in for a score. He is very aggressive and determined. I have also been pushing him to work on crossing the ball over to the other guys on the team when he dribbles down the sideline toward the other goal- especially when we are ahead by a few goals. He has responded well and made some excellent crosses and gotten a couple of assists that way. I have encouraged him to work on setting up his teammates in that manner so they might get to experience the joy of scoring that he has felt so often. He is doing a great job and I am very proud of him.

Sounders Game

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I decided I would get a team building activity going for our boys U8 soccer team last week. I contacted the parents to see if they would like me to take their sons with me to a Seattle Sounders professional soccer game. I was planning on just taking Austin initially, but thought it would be a great learning opportunity for the boys to see the professionals play.  I remember going to a San Jose Earthquakes game when I was a boy and we went to a tournament in California, and it was a fun experience. With that mentality, I ended up having four boys able to go to the game last Saturday night against the Portland Timbers.  In retrospect, I look back now and question my sanity! (Initially, I had five boys scheduled, but one of them had been so blatantly disrespectful and defiant at Thursdays practice that he was 'uninvited'- his mom was quite understanding and told him that if he continued to behave in that manner that he would not be on the team any more)
Austin, Autumn and I went and picked up some snacks for the game and then went down to Auburn to meet the boys. I dropped Autumn off there with her new friend, Nicole, who is the older sister of Troy on our team. Autumn and Nicole have really hit it off and have done a few things together. She then went home with Nicole and we would pick her up after the game. We had Dylan, Jace, Troy and Austin who all hopped in the van and were ready to go. I had all of the parents contact information and addresses so I could drop each of them off at home after the game. Austin had brought his Nintendo DS, so they all were pretty absorbed on the way up to Seattle. I found a good $5 parking spot about 5 blocks away from the stadium. I laid out some rules about them not running around while we were downtown and we headed to Qwest field.  Of course it was a chaotic walk as it is hard enough to reign in one eight year old boy as opposed to 4, but we made it there in one piece. I picked up our tickets at willcall, got frisked on my way into the stadium, and then went in to find that the seating was practically full-- this was at about 6:45, 15 minutes before kickoff. They have General Admission for the soccer games, but only open up about 15,000 seats on the East side of the stadium. After wandering around a bit trying to find 5 seats together, I finally found a spot. The boys were pretty excited and were asking a bunch of questions about the players, the rules and seemed to have a good time watching the game. Of course they spent a lot of time messing around, punching each other, throwing candy at each other, and downing all of the snacks I had brought. It was all great until halftime when against my better judgement I let them talk me into letting them go out to get a drink. Dylan and Jace, the wild ones of the group, scooted out of our aisle and myself and the other two boys followed right behind them. They must have raced out into the concourse, because as soon as I got out of the aisle and down a couple of steps, they were gone. I didnt know if they had gone right or left. I could not believe they just bolted like that. I ran out the nearest exit and went and looked through the food lines. They were nowhere to be seen! I then spent the next 20 minutes freaking out and looking all over outside and then coming back and forth to our seats hoping they had returned. I was getting more and more upset that they had run off and I was having to hunt all over to track them down while escorting Austin and Troy along with me. I finally went back to our seats for the third time and saw them standing there with an usher while they were looking sheepishly guilty. I thanked the usher and began the scolding. Funny how they tried to turn it around on me and blame me for not following them-- Little buggers! We got back to our seats and ended up enjoying the remainder of the game.
Excluding that incident, it was a great time, and fun to go to a professional game and watch the skill of the players at that level.
May 08

MillerTimes - April 2008

I finally got a great, new job! I will be working on a contract at Starbucks.com for the next year as a QA Analyst. It was the perfect opportunity that opened up at the right time. I will be working with SQL server backend queries as well as doing some automation and functional testing of their website. That was a huge relief to finally get something that felt right after 11 in-person interviews throughout the Puget Sound area. The people I work with are great, and most of them have figured out now that I am not a coffee drinker. ;)
I passed my CompTIA Project+ certification on the 21st, which covers the core principles and practices of IT project management, this was also a huge success for me to get certified as this will give me another nice credential that will look good on the resumé.
LeAnn is working full time for the PTA at the school and Young Women's at the church. She is definitely putting in overtime for each of those organizations. It is amazing how much she accomplishes and is always going full steam ahead. For a well-deserved break, she was able to go see "Cabaret" at the 5th avenue theater. This was the last musical that was in the package that she got for Christmas. She went with her good friend Jeaninne, and they had lunch and a good time at the show. Then that evening, she went to another production called 'WOW', which stands for "Wrinkles of Washington", with her mom (I thanked her mom profusely for saving me from going! :)). That show has a bunch of elderly folks in between 60 and 90 who perform a variety of acts. One of the ladies that LeAnn visiting teaches is one of the performers who does some tap dancing.
LeAnn also completed a huge job of redoing our office. This happened due to a domino effect in our house. Last month we got a new king size bed. This basically bumped our double set of big bedside tables (which are actually dressers) out of our room due to size constraints. We passed those down to Autumn and Jaylin, who were ecstatic to get their own dressers that they dont have to share. When we moved those in their room, we had to take out one of the big bookshelves to make room for the dressers. Then we needed to move that into the office, so we re-arranged the layout there to accommodate the bookshelf. We ended up taking down LeAnn's scrapbooking table and shifting most of those items into two file cabinets that we got off of craigslist. This procedure has totally opened up the office and it is not so suffocating as it has been. It was a major overhaul and looks great now. LeAnn even painted the walls and ceiling before we put everything back into position.
As a family, we went and saw a symphony given by students from BYU Idaho. I thought they did an excellent job. It was all string instruments, and they played wonderfully. Jaylin got a bit tired and passed out toward the end-- its true that 'music soothes the savage beast'. It was nice to experience a bit of culture and expose the kids to some classical music. Afterward, we went and got shakes at Carl's Jrs. This was our FHE outing for the month. Something I would like to do more of-- just get out more often to experience the world around us during FHE.
The kids had spring break for a week during April and enjoyed playing around the neighborhood and going to the Childrens Museum. Kelly came down to pick Ruth up from the airport and stopped by to celebrate Jaylin's birthday. We went to Fatburger and then to see the Spiderwick Chronicles at the dollar theater. It was rated PG, but scared the beans out of Jaylin, so LeAnn ended up taking her out after about 20 minutes or so. I quite enjoyed it though, as did Autumn and Austin.
Jaylin turned 6 in April and had a fun party with about 6 friends. It was a "princess party" and they played pin the shoe on Cinderella and whacked at a pinata. She had asked us for a scooter, and LeAnn found her a cute Barbie scooter. I got her a Lion Webkinz and we hooked her account up online and now she enjoys playing that game just like Autumn and Austin. They have been nice and given her some help at navigating around the interface of the game.
Austin ended up breaking his arm again! We thought he had just bruised it after taking a fall while rollerskating last month. He kept complaining about it, so we took him in to have it looked at. After getting an initial scare from an InstaCare doctor that he had broken a growth plate, the bone doctor came back and said that it was a small fracture on his elbow. He had a cast on for two weeks. Not too bad considering most are kept on for 5-6 weeks. I was hoping he would still be able to play in our soccer games as he is our leading scorer. So, I ended up wrapping his cast in bubble wrap for the two weeks that he had it on! Just call him the bubble boy! (He scored 7 goals in the two games, so I was vindicated)
Autumn and Jaylin had a track meet that they both did very well in. We found that Autumn has a propensity for long-distance running and she did well in the 800, especially considering that she hadnt trained for that event. She placed 6th out of all of the 5th grade girls in the district. Jaylin ended up getting first place in the 50 meter for the Kindergarten girls. We are so proud of both of them!
May 01

Stern Kong

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This is a perfectly fitting cover for how Seattle feels after being abandoned by the NBA, they just need another image of Clay Bennett as the wolf in sheeps clothing to complete the effect. Even being the out-of-place Jazz fan in Seattle, it makes me sad to see that a greedy owner can swoop in and steal the carpet out from under your feet. It was so unfortunate to see the state held hostage for a 500 million dollar arena-- and when Clay didnt get his way, he took his bat and went home. I hope that the lawsuits that are piling up against him and the NBA come out strong and that somehow they figure out a way to keep the team here. Granted, they were pretty pathetic this past year, but it would be sweet to see Kevin Durrant continue to improve.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

April 16

Phew!

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Yesterday I drove into work and parked under the viaduct. (Its one of the few free parking spots in Seattle, just south of Qwest field) From there, I had to walk about 5 blocks to the Starbucks IT office building. About three blocks in, I did the 'self-frisk'- or checking each of my pockets for all of my valuables-- wallet, phone, work badge, etc. I found everything but my phone. (This has been my favorite cell phone ever of all of the ones I have had so far. It is a Motorola Q smartphone and has my email, contacts, internet, games and all those other goodies-- oh yeah, it even works for making phone calls! ;)) I was reluctant to head back as I was closer to my building now than I was to the car. I figured I must have left it on the front seat during the drive. I wasnt sure if it was worth going back for it. But then I started thinking of this particular area of the city and some of the unseemly characters that roam around Pioneer Square. I still wasnt sure that I should go back. I knew I had locked the car and it should be safe. But the impression to return came back to me again-- like a still small voice. I figured I better obey that voice. I got back to the car and was about to unlock the door when I looked down by my foot and saw the phone right there in the dirt by my door. Holy Cow, that could have been worse than I anticipated. I thankfully picked it up to find it was undamaged and said a prayer of thanks.

 

Sigh of Relief

Last Friday, LeAnn took Austin into the doctor to have his elbow checked out.  A few weeks ago he banged it up pretty good while roller skating at the local rink. We figured it was just a bruise, and hoped it would go away. It didn't. He complained about it occasionally when wrestling around or having it hit. So, LeAnn had called our physician to have it looked at, but they didn't have anything open for a few more days, so that was when we went the Insta Care route. LeAnn, took him out of school early on Friday hoping that the place wouldn't be to busy.-- Nope. There were about 8-10 people in front of them and it took about 7 hours, yep I said HOURS for them to finally get through. Crazy. They were able to leave for a while and then come back at one point, but still makes me never want to take anyone to the insta Care ever again-- and I wasn't the one that was waiting the whole time. After all that, we got a pretty bad prognosis that Austin had broken a growth plate! Looking at the xrays and having LeAnn explain to me where the problem was was pretty awful. Just think of all of the potential problems this could cause was quite terrifying-- would this inhibit his growth on that arm? -- would he need surgery and a pin stuck in there? With those scenarios hanging over our heads we went the weekend commiserating about what might happen. Austin wore a sling over the weekend as a reminder that he needed to protect his elbow area. Unfortunately, this prevented him from participating in the practice track meet for his elementary school. He was quite bummed. He showed me how fast he could run with the sling on, but the doctor had said he should not be running around in case he fell again and damaged his elbow further.
LeAnn then took him to see the Orthopedic Doctor on Tuesday. To our utter relief, this doctor said it was not a growth plate break. (Thank goodness for specialists!) Apparently, it was a small fracture somewhere that he couldn't actually determine without taking a more sophisticated MRI xray. He recommended just putting a cast on it for a couple of weeks. This was our best case scenario going in, so our prayers were answered. This is Austin's second cast in three years. We might need to bubble wrap the boy before we send him out in the world again. :)

Thursday, April 10, 2008

April 22
 

By the hair of my chinny chin chin

I need to thank my family for praying me to success in passing the test for my CompTIA Project+ Certification yesterday. I had taken 40 hours of in-class training for this certification and doled out a chunk of money for the training and test. My classes ended at the end of February and I ended up taking the exam for the first time mid-March. I missed passing by 3 questions out of 80 possible. I was quite bummed. They did allow for a retake though, which ended up being scheduled for yesterday. I crammed over the weekend and focused this time around on practice tests which we had been given. There were about 235 questions that I had been studying through yesterday. My brain was pretty much mush going in to take the test. There were a number of questions that I breezed right through, and others that took me at least five minutes to figure out. I did end up taking more time to complete the exam this time. You are given 90 minutes to finish, and I took about 85. After completing the test and submitting my answers, there is a mandatory electronic survey that you have to take before you see the results of whether you passed or not. It is quite infuriating having to go through the form of 15 questions before seeing the final grade. I had somewhat mixed emotions on whether I had passed this time or not. The passing score is 499. I ended up scoring a 510. (Last time around I got 470) That is with each question having a value of up to 12 points, so it is likely I passed by one question this time around! I know that I had some divine intervention on a number of the questions that I wasnt sure about. I know that LeAnn, Autumn, Austin and Jaylin (as well as myself) were praying hard and had a lot of faith that I would be able to pass this time around. (I sure wasnt looking forward to having to take the exam at some future point again.) All of those prayers combined gave me the 11 points that I needed to pass. :) It is such a relief to have this completed and be able to have another certification added to my resumé.
April 17

Track Meet

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My beautiful girls, Autumn and Jaylin ran in a practice track meet for their elementary school- Star Lake Elementary, last Saturday. Autumn's meet was at 8:30 and included the 3-5th grade athletes. I stayed home during the first few hours as I was planning on going to Jaylin (and Austin's-- before we found out he needed to have his arm in a sling and on doctors orders he couldnt participate) track meet later that afternoon. At 11:00 I got a call from LeAnn stating that Autumns meet was still underway, and she needed to leave to go see a Broadway play with Jeannine. So I ended up heading out with Austin and Jaylin at 11:00 to tag in for Autumns meet. The place was utter chaos. There are a few hundred kids there running around to these different events, and masses of them waiting for their turn based on which grade they were in. We had to wait around for a while until Autumn ran in the 100 meter race. She ran pretty well and finished not far behind the leader. After that completed, I talked with her about competing in the 800 meter. I know that Autumn is good at endurance running, because she will go out occasionally and run around our neighborhood block 10 times without too much trouble (This is one of LeAnn's methods to wear the kids out before bed time :)) There werent a whole lot of the kids that were to interested in running the half mile distance, so this event would take much less time to get through. We waited about 15 minutes for her age group to come up. She did great and was in 2nd place for about half the distance. She started falling back a bit midway through the second lap and ended up finishing in 6th. She did great for not having trained at all for that event. I know she has good endurance and stamina and that she will do very well in this as she practices for the actual meet that goes at the end of the month. She was very tired, but very proud of her performance. We then went down to Billy McHale's restaurant and got lunch before coming back again for Jaylins meet at 2:30. This one went much quicker. She did the long jump, softball throw and then ran the 50 meter. She was cruising right along and finished 2nd in her Kindergarten race. It is so fun to watch my girls having a great time out there exercising.

Sigh of Relief

Last Friday, LeAnn took Austin into the doctor to have his elbow checked out.  A few weeks ago he banged it up pretty good while roller skating at the local rink. We figured it was just a bruise, and hoped it would go away. It didn't. He complained about it occasionally when wrestling around or having it hit. So, LeAnn had called our physician to have it looked at, but they didn't have anything open for a few more days, so that was when we went the Insta Care route. LeAnn, took him out of school early on Friday hoping that the place wouldn't be to busy.-- Nope. There were about 8-10 people in front of them and it took about 7 hours, yep I said HOURS for them to finally get through. Crazy. They were able to leave for a while and then come back at one point, but still makes me never want to take anyone to the insta Care ever again-- and I wasn't the one that was waiting the whole time. After all that, we got a pretty bad prognosis that Austin had broken a growth plate! Looking at the xrays and having LeAnn explain to me where the problem was was pretty awful. Just think of all of the potential problems this could cause was quite terrifying-- would this inhibit his growth on that arm? -- would he need surgery and a pin stuck in there? With those scenarios hanging over our heads we went the weekend commiserating about what might happen. Austin wore a sling over the weekend as a reminder that he needed to protect his elbow area. Unfortunately, this prevented him from participating in the practice track meet for his elementary school. He was quite bummed. He showed me how fast he could run with the sling on, but the doctor had said he should not be running around in case he fell again and damaged his elbow further.
LeAnn then took him to see the Orthopedic Doctor on Tuesday. To our utter relief, this doctor said it was not a growth plate break. (Thank goodness for specialists!) Apparently, it was a small fracture somewhere that he couldn't actually determine without taking a more sophisticated MRI xray. He recommended just putting a cast on it for a couple of weeks. This was our best case scenario going in, so our prayers were answered. This is Austin's second cast in three years. We might need to bubble wrap the boy before we send him out in the world again. :)

Monday, April 07, 2008

April 02

Our cute little fools

It seems that some of the shenanigans of Jo Ann Walker have worn off on LeAnn. At 11:00 on March 31, she told me we were going on a mission to begin April Fools day on our kids. She went in and got a eyeliner pencil from our bathroom and proceeded to go and draw all over the faces of our sleeping children. Austin got a mustache, Autumn got a “I love my dad” and Jaylin got a big black dot right on the middle of her nose! Then, after they got the face paint, we moved them all into different beds. Autumn was put into Austins bed, Jaylin into Autumns and Austin into Jaylins! It was amazing that none of them woke up during the move. They are all pretty hard sleepers. Autumn did end up getting up about 10 minutes later and came in to ask us what was going on. I told her she was dreaming (dont think she bought it), and to go get back in Austin’s bed. It turned out that Jaylin woke up during the night and then ended up getting back into her bed. She found Austin there, so she just pushed him out onto the floor. Then when he found himself on the floor, he ended up just crawling back into Jaylin’s bed, so that is where LeAnn found both of them in the morning. I wish I could have been there on April Fools day when they ended up finding out that their faces had graffiti on them!
To get back at LeAnn that morning, the kids ended up going downstairs and toilet papering the kitchen. :) They did a pretty good job of it too. Then Autumn even got me as when I got home I went to turn on the light in the bathroom and it wouldnt turn on. I was starting to wonder if a breaker had gone off. I didnt figure it out until after soccer practice when I got home and Autumn was grinning mischeiviously when LeAnn tried to turn on the same lights. I knew then her gig was up!.

Monday, March 10, 2008

March 31

Stories Twice Told

Here is a great resource for inspirational stories and experiences:
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March 21

Bryan Lampropoulos

My dear friend, Bryan Lampropoulos, has sadly passed on to the next life. It makes me miss him that much more as I reminisce over the numerous experiences we had together growing up during our junior and high school years. I knew Bryan from gradeschool at Brookwood elementary before they moved out to Holliday. When we moved to Holliday when I was 15 we were in the same ward and lived just a couple of blocks away from the Lampropoulos'.  Following are some of the fond memories I have of Bryan.
  • He paid me 10$ to eat a worm. (Of course I did, it was TEN DOLLARS!)
  • He punched me harder than anyone had in my life. He said the same of me when I punched him back.
  • Playing the "knuckles" and "hand slap" game til our knuckles/hands went raw.
  • Swimming in the pool. Flipping on the trampoline. Listening to the Beatles in their backyard caddyshack.
  • When he got his first Beemer when he turned 16. (Me driving the boat of a station wagon we had at the time ;))
  • When he dislocated his hip playing football at Olympus. Me dislocating my shoulder playing basketball later that year.
  • When his 300 gallon fish tank exploded and flooded his whole basement. (He was so eager to start filling it up, the silicon had not dried completely)
  • Going to some pond out by the old mill and swinging off of a rope swing into the murky water.
  • Being there at the church dance when he met his future wife, Deanna
  • Playing games of horse in his backyard. Beating him 95% of the time. He would bet money that he would beat me, then do "double or nothing". By the end of the day, he owed me over $500 (And he actually paid me part of it! :))
  • Him throwing me a suprise "Sweet 16" birthday party at his house. He said he was taking me to a concert and then 15 minutes after we left, telling me he "forgot the tickets" and having to drive back to his house.  It was great as they invited old friends from Sandy-- John Robbins, Mike Holley, Darren Mansell, as well as friends from Olympus. Then they all threw me in the pool with my clothes on.
  • We went to a bunch of concerts together. Howard Jones, INXS, Aha, to name a few.
  • Wrestling together. He was a strong guy, but I could always hold my own
  • Trying to drive his scooter once. Running out of control and right through someones bushes
  • Late night escapades diving in ponds at golf courses and finding hundreds of golf balls that we would sell. -- Almost getting hit by a line drive that wizzed over my head while rummaging through the woods on one of our hunts-- Almost hitting a deer while driving to a course out by Tooele. Doing a 360+180 after slamming on the brakes and missing said deer.
  • Him sneaking through my bedroom window a few times in the middle of the night and scaring the beans out of me.
  • Sneaking up behind each other and giving super-wedgies.
  • Almost getting beat up after throwing shaving cream filled balloons at a car and then getting caught by the guy after we thought the coast was clear. Bryan in his silk-tongued way talking our way out of it.
  • Him putting the down payment on the engagement ring for my future bride, LeAnn. His generosity was amazing.
  • The Lampropoulus' giving us the wedding reception in Utah at their house.
  • Using our tan van to pull out a tree stump in their backyard. The chain tied to the bumper ended up pulling part of the bumper off the van as the stump held solid
  • Him stealing the "Blue Dart" a little Datsun hatchback we had from in front of our house. He figured out that it could be started with a popsicle stick. (He didnt have his liscence yet of course, but didnt let that stop him.)
  • Doing all sorts of yardwork at the Lampropoulos house. Bryan even paying me half the time to finish his chores for him.
  • Going down to a pond near Cottonwood mall and collecting wild guppies that we would then sell to pet stores.
  • Fred, his dad giving me "The Claw" (Ouch!)
  • Fred making me laugh so hard while I was drinking milk once that it came out of my nose
  • Fred and Bryan always calling me "Dot!" or "Toddly". Me calling Fred "Derf" in return.
  • Seeing Bryan again after many years at my brother Brian's wedding reception. Getting a big hug from him and him telling his boys that I was one of his best friends growing up. Then him telling his twins to "sic" my boy Austin. All three of them wrestling in their Sunday clothes on the grass. It was like a flashback of our youth.
  • Getting email from Bryan after reconnecting a few months ago. It turned out that many of the hits on my blog came from people searching Google on "Bryan Lampropoulos" name. I figured I should track him down and tell him about that.
  • Him thanking me at that time for "being a dear old friend"
  • His mom, Cindy, was like another mom to me.
  • Loving his whole family and spending time at their house.
Bryan, thank you for all you taught me. Your generosity, fun-loving nature and smile will always be a part of me. I miss you, my good friend.

The Scent of Danger

Below is a story of how the Spirit can play a divine role in helping us with the decisions that we make in precarious situations.
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The Scent of Danger
A short time ago I read a story that made me thoughtful. A great menagerie was sold by auction. Some straw that had been used as temporary bedding for the wild beasts was bought by a man who owned a livery stable. And horses that had never seen a lion were uneasy and refused to enter the stalls where the straw was. It was an instinctive dread of an unseen enemy. And it is possible for a conscience to be so delicately adjusted to the voice of God that when a lure which we do not certainly know to be sinful, a cunningly baited trap for the soul, is placed in our track, there shall be spiritual instinct, a divine scent, that shall make us draw back and avoid the danger. Paul had such a conscience.
`5000 Best Modern Illustrations' -- H.C.Lees, page 178
March 14

I am a drone

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I used the story shown below (by Victor Hugo) in a talk I gave last Sunday at church. I was talking about how often we dont realize God’s plans for us when we feel like we are getting too many trials. The case in point reflects my current job search. I had a job offered to me a couple of weeks ago, which I ended up accepting, only to have them pull the offer out from under me. I was shocked beyond belief! This was something I felt like would have been a great fit. Apparently, they felt I wasnt happy with the benefits they offered, and ended up giving the postion to another candidate (even though they said everyone I interviewed with liked me better, they said the other candidate was “more enthusiastic” about the offer). Didnt make much sense to me, and I felt like the drone in the story below that thought I was about to break free into the fresh air, only to slam my head against the shut window. I have had 6 other interviews in the Seattle area and came in second place in two of them so far. Three others have said they are looking for someone with more “senior programming” skills. I try to point out that it has been two years since I was writing code everyday, and that I would get up to speed very quickly, but for most of them they seem to discount 11 years of experience in the industry and focus more on whether or not you can write and algorithm on the whiteboard to demonstrate your programming prowess. So, I continue to dash my head against the window waiting for the right person to open it for me and show me the way into the “perfect” job.
Following is Victor Hugo’s story to which I refer:======================================================
The Bee That Would Not Be Saved
The other evening I was a little late in going down to dinner, and this was the reason: I noticed a number of dead bees lying on the floor of the lookout where I am accustomed to work -- a sight that I encounter every spring. The poor things had come in through the open window. When the windows were closed they found themselves prisoners. Unable to see the transparent obstacle, they had hurled themselves against the glass panes on all sides, east, north, south and west, until they fell to the floor exhausted, and died. But yesterday, I noticed among the bees, a great drone, much stronger than the bees, who was far from being dead, who, in fact, was very much alive and was dashing himself against the panes with all his might, like the great beast that he was. `Ah! my fine friend,' said I, `it would have been an evil day for you had I not come to the rescue. You have been done for, my fine fellow; before nightfall you would be lying dead, and on coming upstairs, in the evening with my lamp, I would have found your poor little corpse among those of the other bees.' Come, now, like the Emperor Titus I shall mark the day by a good deed: let us save the insect's life. Perhaps in the eyes of God a drone is as valuable as a man, and without any doubt it is more valuable than a prince.
I threw open the window, and, by means of a napkin, began chasing the insect toward it; but the drone persisted in flying in the opposite direction. I tried to capture it, it lost its head completely; it bounded furiously against the glass panes, as though it would smash them, took a fresh start, and dashed itself again and again, against the glass. Finally it flew the whole length of the apartment, maddened and desperate. `Ah, you tyrant!' it buzzed. `Despot! You would deprive me of my liberty! Cruel executioner, why do you not leave me alone? I am happy, and why do you persecute me?'
After trying very hard, I brought it down and, in seizing it with the napkin, I involuntarily hurt it. Oh, how it tried to avenge itself! It darted out its sting; its little nervous body, contracted by my fingers, strained itself with all its strength in an attempt to sting me. But I ignored its protestations, and, stretching my hand out the window, opened the napkin. For a moment the drone seemed stunned, astonished; then it calmly took flight out into the infinite.
Well, you see how I saved the drone. I was its Providence. But (and here is the moral of my story) do we not, stupid drones that we are, conduct ourselves in the same manner toward the providence of God? We have our petty and absurd projects, our small and narrow views. Our rash designs, whose accomplishment is either impossible or injurious to ourselves. Seeing no farther than our noses and with eyes fixed on our immediate aim, we plunge ahead in our blind infatuation, like madmen. We would succeed, we would triumph; that is to say, we would break our heads against an invisible obstacle.
And when God, who sees all and who wishes to save us, upsets our designs, we stupidly complain against His Providence. We do not comprehend that in punishing us, in overturning our plans and causing us suffering, He is doing all this to deliver us, to open the Infinite to us.
- Victor Hugo
March 12

Dirty Pennies

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For Austin’s 2nd grade science project, he did a comparison of which types of juice would best clean dirty pennies. The juices he used were: Lemon, Lime, Pineapple, Apple, Pickle and Pear. It turned out that the Apple and Lemon juice seemed to work the best. I was a bit confused as I thought the juice that was more acidic would return the best results, but apple held its own. Austin then had a project board where he put his results, hypothesis, conclusion, etc on it, and then he drew some pictures of pennies in the margins. He drew a penny that showed the birthyear for him- 1999, Autumn – 1997, and Jaylin – 2002. He also had one that showed 1970. I was quite pleased that he remembered my birthyear. I asked him about how he remembered that I was born in 1970. He replied to me, “Oh, I didnt know that was when you were born, I thought that was when Abraham Lincoln was born!”  And I think he was serious. I dont know which was worse—that he didnt know that Abe Lincoln was born in the 1800’s or that he thought I was as old as Abraham Lincoln!
March 05

Reminiscence – Austin in the Pool

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[2004] I had taken Austin down for swimming lessons at the Weyerhauser Pool when he was 5 years old. I also had Jaylin with me, who was two years old. At the time, I was coming off of crutches (again) from one of my few knee surgeries. I still had a nastly limp, and was struggling to walk at the time. After his lesson completed, all of the kids in his class had gotten out of the pool. I was at the opposite end of the pool from where Austin had just gotten out and was slowly working my way down to get him, while holding Jaylin’s hand. The next thing I see is Austin jumping back into the pool where it is 5 feet deep. They had been practicing jumping in and the swim instructor would catch them. I guess Austin thought he didnt need the teacher to complete this easy task. I looked on in disbelief as he went right under. A few people on the benches started screaming that were down near him. It happened so fast I didnt know what to do. First, I was totally handicapped and he was about 40 feet away. Second, I had a toddler with me that could easily fall in the pool if I left her alone. I was getting ready to jump in when the teacher saw him go down the second time after reacting to the yelling. He got down there in a few seconds of impressive freestyling as Austin was flailing around and going under the third time. I was so relieved to see him pulled out and put on the edge of the pool. I hobbled on down as fast as I could to make sure he was alright. It was a totally frightening situation and I felt so helpless. Austin and I had a good talk about swimming safety after that. So much for the old adage where people say they get taught to swim just by being thrown into the deep end of the pool/pond/lake or whatever.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

February 27

My friend Greg

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Ashley had come over for a visit on Monday night on her way to see a friend in Tacoma. We were sitting at the table enjoying our panini sandwiches, when I look over at Austin who is staring up fascinated at my nose. Yes, he is obsessed with the prospect of nose hair. He seems a bit worried that he might someday be doomed to a future of having as much nose hair as his dad. (Now, I do work to keep my hairy little friends cut down to size, but occasionally, a couple of them will have a growth spurt.) That, along with the fact that it doesnt seem to occur as rampantly with women has caused him some consternation. So as he looks up into my flaring nostril caverns, he prounounces that he will call the longest hair in my right nostril “Greg“. Then he starts talking and introducing Greg around-- “Hello out there, my name is Greg! Of course, Ashley thought that was hilarious, which it was, but I guess we are getting accustomed to Austin‘s shenanigans. It is a bit scary how much he is turning out like me!
February 26

Red Sea Crossing

I recall one of our A.P‘s in the Sendai mission using information about chariot wheels being found in the Red Sea as part of a “logical approach“ to the gospel that was used with many skeptical investigators. Here are some pictures that are related to that story.
http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=33168
Chariot Wheels Found in Red Sea
PARTING OF THE RED SEA
Chariot Wheels found at the bottom of the Red Sea -- See pictures below and the route
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You will be surprised to see proof of Pharaoh's chariot and bones of horses and men found in the
Red Sea. Evidence of the crossing of the Red Sea . . . Pharaoh's drowned army.
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Confirmation of the actual Exodus route has come from divers finding coral-encrusted bones and chariot remains in the Gulf of Aqaba ONE of the most dramatic records of Divine intervention in history is the account of the Hebrews' exodus from Egypt
The subsequent drowning of the entire Egyptian army in the Red Seawas not an insignificant event, and confirmation of this event is compelling evidence that the Biblical narrative is truly authentic. Over the years, many divers have searched the Gulf of Suezin vain for artifacts to verify the Biblical account. But carefully following the Biblical and historical records of the Exodus brings you to Nuweiba, a large beach in the Gulf of Aqaba, as Ron Wyatt discovered in 1978.
Repeated dives in depths ranging from 60 to 200 feet deep (18m to 60m), over a stretch of almost 2.5 km, has shown that the chariot parts are scattered across the sea bed. Artifacts found include wheels, chariot bodies, as well as human and horse bones. Divers have located on the Saudi coastline opposite Nuweiba as well.
Since 1987, Ron Wyatt found three four-spoke gilded chariot wheels. Coral does not grow on gold, hence the shape has remained very distinct, although the wood inside the gold veneer has disintegrated making them too fragile to move.
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The hope for future expeditions is to explore the deeper waters with remote cameras or mini-subs. (ABOVE GILDED CHARIOT WHEEL - Mute witness to the miracle of the crossing of the Red Seaby the Hebrews 3,500 years ago. Found with a metal detector. Coral-encrusted chariot wheel, filmed off the Saudi coastline, matches chariot wheels found in Tutankhamen's tomb.
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Mineralized bone, one of many found at the crossing site (above center). This one tested by the Department of Osteology at Stockholm University, was found to be a human femur, from the right leg of a 165-170cm tall man. It is essentially 'fossilized, ' i.e., replaced by minerals and coral, hence cannot be dated by radiocarbon methods, although this specimen was obviously from antiquity. Chariot wheel and axle covered with coral and up-ended. Exodus 14:25 'And took off their chariot wheels, that they drave them heavily...' Solomon's memorial pillars.
When Ron Wyatt first visited Nuweiba in 1978, he found a Phoenician style column lying in the water. Unfortunately the inscriptions had been eroded away, hence the column's importance was not understood until 1984 when a second granite column was found on the Saudi coastline opposite -- identical to the first, except on this one the inscription was still intact!
In Phoenician letters (Archaic Hebrew), it contained the words: Mizraim (Egypt ); Solomon; Edom; death; Pharaoh; Moses; and Yahweh, indicating that King Solomon had set up these columns as a memorial to the miracle of the crossing of the sea. Saudi Arabiadoes not admit tourists, and perhaps fearing unauthorized visitors, the Saudi Authorities have since removed this column, and replaced it with a flag marker where it once stood.
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How deep is the water? The Gulf of Aqabais very deep, in places over a mile (1,600m) deep. Even with the sea dried up, walking across would be difficult due to the steep grade down the sides. But there is one spot where if the water were removed, it would be an easy descent for people and animals. This is the line between Nuweiba and the opposite shore in Saudi Arabia.
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Depth-sounding expeditions have revealed a smooth, gentle slope descending from Nuweiba out into the Gulf. This shows up almost like a pathway on depth-recording equipment, confirming it's Biblical description, ' . . . a way in the sea, and a path in the mighty waters' (Isaiah 43:16).
The Bible writers frequently refer to the miracle of the Red Seacrossing, for it was an event which finds no equal in history. The Hebrew prophets describe the sea at the crossing site as ' . . . the waters of the great deep . . the depths of the sea .. . .' (Isaiah 51:10).
Knowing the exact spot to which the Bible writers were referring, what is the depth there? The distance between Nuweiba and where artifacts have been found on Saudi coast is about 18km (11 miles).
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Along this line, the deepest point is about 800m (2,600 feet). No wonder that Inspired writers of the Bible described it as the mighty waters. And no wonder that not a single Egyptian survived when the water collapsed in upon them. (Above right NUWEIBABEACH- the spot where the crossing took place.
February 22

Milk the clock

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We had another church ball game last night. The other team had a bunch of bigs guys too, as well as some fiesty smaller guys. The first five minutes I was in the game, I was hacked about 5 times. Thats one of the cons of playing where you call your own fouls. There is no accountability for excessive fouling. No foul shots, you just end up taking the ball out of bounds again. It was quite a tight game until we pulled ahead in the second half by 10. Then they started creeping back into it as our guys were not getting back on defense very well. With about 2 minutes left, they hit a three and pulled ahead by two. The next time down, they fed me down low and I tied it up. About 30 seconds later, the oldest guy on our team, Rod Noble, who is in his fifties came up with a steal and then put us up by two after his fast break!  After that, they came back down and missed one and I got the rebound. I told everyone to “Use the clock“ we had about 70 seconds left and I think the other team thought we would just head down and put a shot up like usual. Nope, we actually passed it around the perimeter for about a minute, and they really started getting nervous and more aggresive on defense. Unfortunately, they were able to tip it away from one of our guys and headed downcourt. I was able to hobble back on defense and get in front of one of the guys as he threw up a shot with one second left. He MISSED! Ahh, sweet justice.
February 21

Give a Hoot

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Last weekend, some hooligans went out and literally trashed the street on 272nd in front of the park and ride. At the bus stop, there are a bunch of those newspaper containers that hold free newspapers, autotrader and For Rent magazines. Somebody thought it would be 'cool' to take a hundred or so of these out of their receptacles and scatter them all over the street there. It looked horrible. I first saw it as I drove out on Saturday morning and it just made me sick that anyone would litter like that. I discussed with LeAnn, and we decided that we would head over there for family home evening on Monday and clean it up as a service. However, it didnt work out on Monday, as I had met LeAnn and the kids in Bellevue after work, and we ended up going out to Burgermaster. By the time we got back, it was too dark to go out and do the cleanup. Im sure thousands of people had driven by and were as disgusted as I was over the huge mess, but no one else had done anything about it. We talked about doing it Tuesday after I got back from work, but it turned out that as the kids had the day off for Mid-Winter break, that they and a couple of other kids from our neighborhood went over and cleaned it all up. I am so proud of my family. It was great to see the efforts of their service and see it nice and clean when I got back from work. LeAnn said they got a big thanks from a bus driver and a couple of people who work security at the park and ride. They ended up almost filling up a 50 gallon trash bag with all of the garbage, so it was some extensive littering that they helped clean up.
February 15

Autumn's Birthday

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Autumn turned 11 on February 12th. Starting her 2nd decade already. Amazing. She was particularly excited for this birthday. She had told us that one of the things that she wanted was a new alarm clock because she is getting to old for her existing one, which is a princess castle one. She asked for a watch and earrings. All of these things are signs of the times. We are in trouble. :) However one of the things that she loved the most was some new roller-blades. They are hot pink and pretty slick looking. Even though it was dark when we had our family party for her, she put them right on and went outside around the block a few times. She had given her old roller skates to Austin, so they raced around a bit. It is always fun to see the big smile on her face when she is being doted upon. Up next is a birthday slumber party with 5 of her friends. She is just giddy about this one. We will be having pizza then taking them to a swimming place and then back to our house for a movie and "slumbering". That means they should all get to bed by about 3 a.m. I will be locking myself in our bedroom upstairs. ;)

Valentines Date = $15.59

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After getting fed up with the Valentine's Day hype a number of years ago, LeAnn and I started a new tradition. We have ordered our "fancy" dinner out from Olive Garden. I love to just show up in the middle of the dinner rush and squeeze my way through the throngs of people smashed together like in a Japanese subway train. I order our dinner, find out what time I should pick it up, walk right in, and leave within a few minutes with our dinner. Sweet justice. Seeing the looks on peoples faces as they hold their little glowing disks who have already been waiting for an hour is a beautiful thing. :) Yesterday, I ordered our dinner when I was in Bellevue and they said it would be ready in 40 minutes. That worked out about perfectly because that is how long it takes me to get to Tukwila (about 10 minutes north of our place) during rush hour. (Or rush 2 and a half hours in Seattle) I wiggled through the crowd, went to the "To Go" station, and they pulled my order right up. I paid for it and then realized that only the 'Chicken con broccoli' order was there. They were missing my 'Chicken Scampi' UGH!! I asked the server if that was all there was and told him I had ordered the Scampi too. He apologized profusely and said they would have to make another one. So that defeated my whole plan. Luckily, one of the head chefs was running around shuffling the orders and heard that they had messed up mine. He apologized again and said he would make another one and put it at the front of the line. He said it would take ten minutes and that they wouldnt charge me for the new dish. That eased some of my frustration! I stood off to the side for a while until it was ready. Then went home to enjoy a nice candlelight dinner with my beautiful wife, LeAnn. The kids were even nice enough to stay upstairs for most of the time. :) Although I think they smelt the breadsticks and came down to beg once or twice. It was still a nice evening. I love my funny valentine.
February 12

Reminiscence - The bike post

[Editors note: This is actually a post about a "bike post" not a post about bikes! :)]
1983] When we lived in Sandy on Tameron Drive, we used to go swimming at the pool below. We would ride our bikes out there as it was only about 10 minutes from our house. I dont recall who I was with that day because this was literally a very painful

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experience. It seems that we had lost track of time, and it had gotten dark as we were riding home. I remember I was late for curfew, (not sure exactly what time it was I was supposed to be home) so we started cranking hard on our pedals to pick up speed. I had a sweeeeeeeeet dirtbike, which was a Duster 200. I was flying along, the breeze flying through my hair, bugs hitting my grill, enjoying the ride, when out of nowhere-- I ran through a sewer grate! In Utah, on the sides of the road next to the curb, you will often find large grates with just enough clearance between the bars to allow a dirt-bike-sized wheel to slip right through. And that is exactly what happened. It was so dark I didnt see it coming. Where my front tire must have hit one of the grates at the correct angle not to slide through it, my back tire slid through just perfectly! Since I must have been doing about 12 miles an hour when this happened, there was a terrific impact. So terrific, in fact, that the bike post that my seat was on burst right through the flimsy plastic seat... and... wait for it... guess where it "nailed" me? Yep, my whole world was shattered. I was seeing the little birdies for a couple of minutes after I fell off my bike and curled up in the fetal position, moaning. After finally recovering, and waddling back to my bike I was consternated as to how to complete the 10 blocks home. The post was sticking up through the middle of my now broken seat. I sure didnt feel like walking the rest of the way home. I ended up riding standing up the rest of the way home and coasting for as long as I could between pedals. OUCH. It still hurts thinking about it.
February 07

10, 7, 5, 2, 2

Actually had my best night of ball in 5 years last night! I put up 10 points, 7 rebounds, 5 assists, 2 steals and 2 blocks. It was a blast to play and be feeling decent at the same time. My nasty knee didnt give me too much trouble at all. I took Advil before the game to hopefully cut down on incoming pain. We beat the other team pretty good too, which is always fun. :)

Rude Awakening

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As I was leaving the house this morning at about 6:30, I opened the garage as usual, and looked out into the street to see that our basketball stand had blown down into the middle of the street from last nights wind storm. This has happened a number of times over the years, even though the base has been properly weighted down by being filled by water. The repeated blow downs have pretty much ruined the roundness of the hoop and made it so it is more oval than circular as the hoop is the first thing to impact the ground when it falls. So, I go out there to put the stand back up and get it off of the street back onto the sidewalk. I start pushing up on the post to raise it back up when a tremendous sheet of water (Freezing cold water!) pours down on top of my head and down my back! It surely knocked the sleepyness right out of me. I guess it rained a bit after the stand fell down, and the back of the backboard had trapped about a gallon  of water in it of which every ounce of it must have hit me on the head. BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. :)
February 05

Zinger

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Occasionally, even in Sunday school, the class-clown in me rears its goofy head. Last Sunday, Brother Fife was teaching the Gospel Doctrine class. He was discussing how Nephi made tools out of ore. He went on to discuss the procedure to make steel, which involves slow and moderate heating to increase the hardness and toughness of metal. He said that through repeated pounding, the impurities are then removed. This was the moment that I interjected-- "That was what my dad did to me when I was growing up" (Sorry dad, you know I cant help it. The joker in me won out) This cracked the class up, and my work there was done. :) Even LeAnn, who has become a bit jaded with my humor over the last 14 years couldnt help laughing.

Coat of many colors

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For family home evening last night, LeAnn taught the story of Joseph and the coat of many colors to the kids. It was a great lesson. As she discussed how his brothers sold him to merchants, I asked if any of the kids would every sell one of their brothers or sisters. I look over at Jaylin and she says: "YES!" I then asked who she would sell and she states: "AUSTIN!" I asked her then how much she would sell him for. "20 dollars!" She explains. To which Austin replied that he would sell Jaylin for just one dollar. LeAnn is laughing her head off at this time. Jaylin continued on and said she would sell Autumn for $1000. Then I was curious how much I would be worth. (I should have kept my mouth shut) She goes on to say that she would give me away for FREE. Ouch! She is just cracking herself up and laughing maniacally. Then as I feigned tears, LeAnn asked how much Jaylin would sell her for. She said she would never sell her mom! She looked over at me and my fake crying and LeAnn asked if Jaylin would really give me away for free. She then raised the price to 132 million. So that made me feel MUCH better! :)