Rocky came in, stinking of gin...

I received a query regarding the titles of these blog entries... They're all song lyrics. I'll keep doing that until they either run out of lyrics, or I run out of things to say.
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Wednesday, we go on a power trip to the Quad Cities to say our farewells to India's grandparents.

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This is Dan, Will & me at Vail a while back.

Good times. Good times. Will lives in Gig Harbor. Dan lives in Napa.



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Watched "The Aviator." I give it a B-. Nice plane crash, good depiction of the urine-storing, hand-washing, OCD freak show. But about a half hour too long at 2:45.

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I hope you all have a lovely day.

I'll be adjusting to unemployment. Maybe taking lessons from Scooby.

Hello... I've waited here for you.

Well, well, well.

Today was the last day of work for me.

What a weird feeling.

Said goodbyes to the people I have worked with for the last ten years. Took my pictures off the walls; filled some boxes; went to lunch; threw out ten years worth of things I'll never need to look at again.

Right after work, I ran for about an hour.

And after that, went directly to Crystal Lake and played a round of disc golf with one of my oldest friends, who we'll call T-Rex. (T-Rex beat my ass, as usual.) It was a beautiful, sunny, Wisconsin afternoon. I'm going to miss him terribly.

That will be a really hard goodbye. He lives a couple blocks away, and we have gotten to spend a lot of time together over the last several years. We've been friends since 7th grade... I know we'll see them again, but, you know.

What a weird feeling.

Sad, but at the same time exhilarating and liberating feeling. A feeling that everything is wide open, and full of possibilities.

Anything is possible. New town. New life.

I imagine I feel just like I did when this picture was taken:



Dude, you got like, three feet of air.