Today We Travel

Ahh yes, the feeling of waking up on a travel day. Even if you have to go to work first, it just feels different. You know that the next time you go to bed, it will be in a different place. I love it. Even though we are going to Stillwater, OK for my buddy Earl's wedding and not the other side of the planet, it just feels nice. Plus it is giong to be great to see Earl and Katrina. Plus Tyler and Rob are coming in from NYC and my parents from Houston. Today's soundtrack? I'm listening to Emerson Hart- "Green Hills Race for California", great song.

"Oh my dear, what a race that we have run

Oh my sweet, what a face we've become

How do I go back to California

How do I leave the green fields here

Warm nights and your sweet magnolia

How do I leave the green fields here

Oh my friends, what a long trip it's been

Many nights, and the friends that we have made..."

Anyway, we have been many places so far this year, Mexico, Costa Rica, Tulsa Oklahoma. How do you leave out the great town of Tulsa? That's God's country brother. I got some sweet pics too... The collection is growing. I think we have it backwards in the US though; it has been said that in the US, people go on vacation so they can work and in the rest of the world people work so they can go on vacation... or something like that. All I can say is that at 4 pm today, we hit I-35 and head North for 4 hours.

I miss that place and that time. It was fantastic growing up there, it seemed much safer than the world does now. I think every generation says that though. I wonder sometimes how I got here and the winding road I took to reach this point. It has involved many cities and states and lots of folks that I knew for a short while. Even though Dallas is 250 miles south of Stillwater, my road here feels like a million miles long. The funny thing is, when I left Stillwater, I left alone and now I return with an army of family and friends. There are worse things.

Either way, that means no lake this weekend. Richard, Sarah, Celia, Genevieve and me are in OK, Tom is in Chicago. I dont remember if Wendy was going with him. So travel well this weekend friends, may fair winds and following seas bring you back safely... SO YOU CAN READ MY BLOG NEXT WEEK!!!

Ineptitude

I will start this blog with a pretty picture. I was talking the other day about my dad's motorcycle. Well he sent me a picture that he took last december of his BMW R1200GS near Sanderson, TX on his way to Big Bend

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Now into the ugliness we go. Yesterday was a great day to be on the lake. Without question, the sweet combination of cloudless sky, high 90's temp, no wind and few boats on the lake is hard to beat. So how stoked were we as Celia, Ferrari and I headed out toward the lake to meet up with Dr. Sweet Air and the Killer Bee. As we drove we had good conversation about wakeboarding, going back to Costa Rica in November, and the political situation of Iran. Needless to say, spirits were high. We are almost to the lake when we realize that we forgot the boat keys. Richard and I argued about where they were but since Genevieve was at our house working out (taking a nap) we had her look around and she found nothing. So we proceeded to Richards to look in his truck where they were sitting in the glove box. He was so annoyed that he refused to go back to the lake. So Celia and I headed back out.

Fast forward 45 minutes of traffic, we arrive at the lake and find Tom (DSA) reading a book about radiation chemistry or something like that so he can become a great Radiation Oncologist and never have to work as a locums doc. Celia and I felt bad but he took the waiting well. We loaded the boat, dropped it in the water, and then I truned the key. Nothing. I guess we left the stereo on when we left saturday and both batteries were drained. The fates were surely frowning upon me. Fast forward another hour and we found someone to give us a jump and we were motoring out onto the glassy lake.

Lessons were learned, the hard way but I think the 3 of us would agree that just being out to see the sunset was worth the drama. Not that I want to go through that regularly, but it turned out ok in the end.

Friends

They are awesome. I was sitting here thinking that I like my friends and that is a good thing. They all have their quirks. Not me though, I am sweet and mostly fantastic. Of course this is just an excuse to put some of their pics up since I dont have anything interesting to write about it today.

It is 3:18 on a tuesday afternoon and I am about to roll out to go wakeboarding with Ferrari, Celia, and Dr. Tom, the 2nd year Radiation Oncology resident that catches sweet air. So for the purpose of this blog, we'll just refer to him as Dr. Sweet Air. Umair didn't supply me with any sweet video today so no go on the show. Of course after he sees this, he will come running over with one and ask me to put it on. We'll see.

Looks like everyone is enjoying themselves in this picture. I think we were drinking beer in the parking lot of a family fun center,, you know, go carts, batting cages, arcade. Very classy. Of course Diablo is having most of the fun. Umair is just hanging out trying to impersonate the evil fighterpilot from Iron Eagle.

Monday Afternoons

They all seem the same to me. It is a struggle to get through them and it is never a good feeling to be at the beginning of a full 5 day work week. The weekend was good though. Friday night we hung out and had some drinks.. had to get up early to go wakeboarding. Good riding all around, I only went once because my ab was bothering me. on the way back in it was literally like Deadliest Catch Lake Edition. Huge waves everywhere due to the mighty Southerly wind blowing the hot air from Houston. We made it in safely packed up the boat and went to go meet Dad for breakfast. Good breakfast, nap time, drinking then he took off early sunday morning on his motorcycle. He rides that sweet 1100 cc bike that Ewen McGregor and Charlie Boorman ride on The Long Way Round. I dig 'em.



Sunday was spent watching movies, cooking and generally getting ready for the upcoming week. Here we are again. This coming weekend will be fun as we are heading to my hometown for Earl and Katrina's wedding. It should be a blast. But for now, I will take a break from work and go watch Umair and Mark listen to techno and dance with bubbles. (Ipromise I will have some other videos on here than bubbles)

Til next time, jth

1st day

Never done a blog before, but I thought I might get something down. Of course it's friday morning at work and no one is doing a thing around here. Umair is playing with bubbles as I type... Weekend planning and nursing thursday night hangovers. Anyway, I am sure I will get better as I go. Soundtrack for today? I am listening to my buddy Damian Giglio. Good album.
Celia rocked yesterday on the the wakeboard cathcing big airs and somewhat successfully riding switch.

Of course there was drama with us getting a rope caught in the prop of the boat and having to use goggles to get it free. And then rescuing some unfortunate sailors that had flipped their catamaran. Exciting all the way.

That's all for now. See you on the lake tomorrow morning around 6:30 for an early morning session before breakfast at Barbec's. Mmmm, barbecs...

(Umair and his bubbles)