Friday: Good; Saturday: Great; Sunday: Weeeell….
Don’t get me wrong, even the “bad” things which happened to me this weekend haven’t spoiled my new attitude toward Life, but they did produce a couple of speed humps along the smooth road that I am paving.
For Me The Office Was Like Christmas On Friday
At the office on Friday I received my second batch of Moo business cards (the ones with the incorrect ZIP code was unexpectedly the first batch to arrive, my 16″x24″ photo from Mpix, and my refurbished 160GB iPod Classic. It felt like Christmas morning!
The photo looks good. I’d certainly order from Mpix again, although I might go a different route than having it glued onto a stretched canvas. Truthfully I didn’t know what to expect when I chose that option. I think it might have been smarter to either have it glued onto foam-core board, or just get it in a paper form so that I could frame it.
After work I drank three more beers at Taco Mac before meeting up with folks for a few more drinks “in town.” At 11pm I finally called it quits so I could head home and repair my front tire for Saturday’s ride.
Saturday, What A Saturday
There was only one thing that would have made Saturday better, and that was actually talking to any of the abundant pretty women that I saw all day long.
The day started early, although apparently not early enough. I was picked up by Brad at 6:30am for the drive to Cartersville. By the time we arrived at the Budweiser brewery (the start and end point for the ride) there was a traffic jam waiting to park. Brad and I got a later start than we had planned, but the weather was perfect so it didn’t matter much. Believe it or not it is my nature to be polite so as I ride I try to say “Hello” or “Good morning” as I pass people. Such was the case when I passed someone who said “Paulie? Paulie, is that you?” Little did I know I had just passed my good friend Sarah (aka Piss Pour). Too funny! I manage to ride the sixty-six mile ride without any bad luck. My muscles were sore, and started to cramp toward the end, but at least there were no mechanical problems this time out.
After a lengthy “short nap” I managed to rally around 5pm and make it up to the East Atlanta Strut where I met up with new ITP homeowner Betsy (aka Boner Rooter), her boyfriend Chad (aka Always Comes First), with whom I hung out for the remainder of the day and night as we three wound up at Mi Barrio for dinner. While strutting around East Atlanta Village I also ran into many of my neighborhood friends and fellow EAV Buzzers, and finally consumed my first batch of salty-taters.
ITP Flickr Pic
Final home game at Turner Field this year.
Stacy provided awesome tickets in section 107, and I managed to make it all the way to the highest seat for that shot.
Sunday, Not A Bloody Sunday
How bad can a day be when you start out eating breakfast out at a restaurant to which you can walk, go to the zoo to take photos of the animals, and then use a free ticket in section 107, row 12 to a Mets/Braves game? Let me tell you…
Breakfast was good. I’ve eaten better meals at Kasan Red, but I had no real complaints with the meal.
The zoo, full of children and MILFs, was alright until much later when I saw that many of the photos taken, even with the use of a monopod, were not as sharp as I desire. The “best” of these photos will be uploaded during the week.
I tried to give away two of the tickets given to me by Stacy and couldn’t find two Mets fans who needed them. The closest I came was offering them to a young couple who wound up having even better seats! The game was going great as I shot photos, unfortunately many of which were through the “new” security netting which bugged the crap out of me. The Mets scored four runs in two innings although gave up two in as many innings were holding the lead. Around the sixth inning I wandered to the highest point in the stadium (where the above photo was shot), and then bent my glasses removing them from my camera bag (if only I had a camera case… oh wait I did but didn’t use it!). I my attempt to fix my glasses I broke my glasses. Today I’ll be heading out looking for a place to get quick, albeit temporary, replacements.
My plan was to get a training run in upon returning home from the game. Unfortunately my left knee was, and is still, giving me a little bother from Saturday’s ride so I chose not to push myself.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – pretty good, although I wish my scale worked this morning
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Matt Pond PA — “Brooklyn Stars” (I wish some of those would head to Queens to help the Mets)
Website Of The Day – Although I am committed I am still having a hard time getting rid of the crap in my house. Perhaps I should start referencing How To Get Rid Of Things.
Exercise (b)Log – Saturday: biking, 66 miles
Monthly Foot Mileage – 11.5 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 169 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 11 (110)
Books To Read To Earn Kindle – 4
September Goals
No idea
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
So glad everyone had a good ride Saturday. I was thinking about you all as I rode my piddly little 25, but it was such a lovely morning, I just couldn’t stay inside.
Nice pic, Paulie- I love that kind of shot.
-FP
Wow – have you finally surpassed your goal for your monthly wheel mileage this month?
Martha agrees with me, you need to come out next year for the Breast Cancer Walk. We had a blast, even though it was a damn long day in the saddle on Saturday.
There were so many girls for you to talk to, whether you want to or not
@Barb: I was telling Brad that you used to invite me but that I never made it out. I can’t even remember the reasons now, but I know that all efforts for me to volunteer have been thwarted.
@Steve: I need to piddly my rides a little more, at least until I can be assured that I won’t hurt myself riding. I’m going to sure up my pedals and see if that helps my knee problems.
Are you rolling your knees out or do you just think your cleat is out of line. I’m having problems with my left knee, but I think it’s only a fitness issue… at least that’s what I hope. And I agree with Barb and Martha.. you should have helped with the breast cancer walk.
-FP
@Steve: I wasn’t invited to help with the breast cancer walk this year.
I think that there is too much “play” in my left pedal which allows my knee to wobble, thus causing the pain because of poor technique. If my (fading) memory is correct it’s always been my right knee that gives me running issues, therefore I suspect the pedal.
I’m not going to beg, but if you want, you can go to http://www.2daywalk.org any time before next fall and can sign up to be on the crew. (or be a walker…..)
I already signed up for next year, if I decide not to participate, my money just goes to the cause.
If I was anal and saved all my old emails, I’m SURE I could find where I invited you (and others) to join the bike crew. I’m pretty sure I’ve invited you every year for the past 4 years. So, WRITE THIS DOWN, you are officially invited for next year. And, technically, you don’t need an invite, you could just do it because it is a good cause and a great way to meet some new people.
@Barb: I didn’t mean to imply that I was never invited; just the opposite in fact. I said that you kept inviting me but that I could never make it for one reason or another, so I understood why (I thought) you stopped.
I consider myself invited for 2009.
http://www.ghsa.org/html/stateinfo/laws/cellphone_laws.html
according to the above 5 states have a ban on handheld cell phone use. Looks like it was last updated in July 2008.
However, I think certain justistiction can ban them even if the state has not, so I guess it might be hard to tell.
I was at the last home game, too. The night before they had fireworks at the end of the game. It was cool! (I had to count on the fireworks to cheer me up because I am a Met fan. Sob.)
I don’t want to sound creepy but I keep looking for you around East Atlanta. Following your blog, I expect to see you around every turn!
Ha, that’s not creepy. I am out in East Atlanta often and plan to spend more time supporting the hood. I tend to hit Midway Pub a lot because I like their beer selection and still have about $55 of my $100 winnings to spend. If you do see me, please say hello.
btw- You can speak to me in Italian and I’ll know it’s you immediately. Of course I won’t understand a single word you say.