Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Back in December I submitted an application for a sponsorship with Honey Stinger. I kept it on the down low because I didn't think it was going to happen. I posted something here about it back then but I didn't get specific. I think I said something about writing down a goal for 2011 and truly realizing how big it was after seeing it in writing. I was pretty hesitant to send it in but then decided to do it after all. Today I spoke with the company and they informed me that I made their grassroots team. I am super thrilled to represent them and am very inspired to throw out all the stops and absolutely smash myself for that goal.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
A few weeks ago I was fishing with my buddy Scott. We took a break at one point and sat down. Scott can really pull through at just the right times. He reaches in his pack and pulls out 2 Belgian beers that were a whoooping 10% ABV. He also pulls out a bag of chips and tells me to try one. That's all he says. I reach in and grab one. I think my look said it all becaue I didn't say anything and he said, "I know." I grabbed the bag. These were pretzel chips flavored like buffalo chicken wings. Now the pretzels were really flat and each one contained just enough spice. You close your eyes and you think you're eating chicken wings.
The next day I go to both grocery stores in our fair town. None. I actually drove around the Springs looking for these chips. None. Yesterday we were running errands and we passed a grocery store and I pulled in. At first we came up trumps. Then...I spotted them. They were not in the chip section but in their very own section. It was a bit of scavenger hunt really. I grabbed Heather (somewhat aggressively). Then I ran. Completely prepared to take out anyone even in the vicinity of these chips. Literally. I bought all they had. I got some strange looks when I high fived Heather but then I bolted to the self-checkout and immediately ripped open a bag.
I wish I could go into further details but I'm afraid I can't. I will say that I only have 3 bags of them left and they are all going to work with me tomorrow. They will be locked up in my classroom and booby trapped. Maybe I'll do a photoshoot later on today for ya but don't hold your breath.
Anyways...I had to run to Safeway last night for some Coke and, while there, I remembered I needed shaving gel and razors. Well...Safeway doesn't carry the Sensor Excel. They only carry the 4 blade model. So there I am in the shaving aisle weighing my options. Do I go with something new? Hell no!! I started getting mad and a co-worker walked up behind me and asked what was up. I think he was alarmed at how serious I take my facial grooming as well as my loyalty to the Sensor Excel. I should mention that my favorite razor comes in packs of 5 and 10. I prefer the 5 pack b/c it's damn hard to shell out 20 dollars for the 10 pack. That is completely out of control!! I also lied. Safeway does have the Sensor Excel but only in the 10 pack. I may grow a beard just to protest Gilette.
This truly reminds of the Seinfeld episode where George attempts to steal something from the drug store for Jerry because the price is inflated and he's doesn't agree. For a second I actually considered stealing the 10 pack but...that's just wrong.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
It's been a while since I've made a bigger fishing puchase. My waders still leak a tiny bit but I suspect it's coming in from the neoprene booties and you can't fix that. I've had the same Chota boots for probably 6 or 7 years now. I love them but lately I've been looking at these boots from Simms. I'm a huge Simms fan but I absolutely hate laces on wading boots. This year they are using a Boa lace system on some boots and that makes me randy. I need to go try on a pair and then I've gotta sweet talk my CFO into things but as of yesterday she was completely on board. She's the best. These could put me into an entirely different class of elite anglers.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Simon looked like he had a lot of Yellow Lab in him but his body was that of a Corgi. He was real low to the ground and aerodynamic. He liked playing fetch and barking. He had an ear piercing bark. When he sat down, he would do this thing where he leaned and his right leg would always stick out just like a kickstand. It always made us all laugh. Simon was fearless. The first time he met Dharma, he put her right in check. When he met Bodhi, he was unsure of him but he didn't ever try a full on attack. Simon liked bacon. And chicken. And turkey. And hot dogs. And anything else that found the floor.
About 6 weeks ago, Simon was slowing down and not looking his normal self. They loaded him up and took him back to the same Humane Society so the doctor's could look at him. He was diagnosed with cancer. Simon and his family have been in our thoughts more than normal ever since. This morning I was out in the garage cleaning up and I was thinking about him. I meant to call Adam to check on him and just didn't. Tonight the phone rang and I knew the news before Adam even said anything. Everyone had taken half the day off to go home and spend some final hours with Simon before taking him back to the Humane Society. Simon lived a better life than many dog's will ever know is possible. I know he gave more to my friends than most dog's will ever provide. You will be missed dearly Simon. May you forever relax in fields of green. You were loved.