I’m Wearing Red In Defiance

If I can just avoid most “Valentine’s” mentions today I’ll be fine. For the eight consecutive year I am single on Valentine’s night. It’s as if Life continues to give me the finger. Tonight I’ll be doing one of the most unromantic thing I could think to do — laundry.

He’s So Unusual
Yesterday I did something I’d not done in quite some time — I wrote a Stuck On The Connector post, this one regarding the singing of “The Star-Spangled Banner”.

It’s been a long while since I’ve written a “Stuck On The Connector” so, in case you have no idea about these, they are single-topic blog posts about things which strike a chord in me.

I Made A Lot Of Stupid Decisions On Friday Night, The Last Was Really Smart
After work on Friday I headed over to Taco Mac (there’s a surprise!) where I proceeded to add five, yes five, beers to my Passport count. I’m going to guess that I was at Taco Mac for at least four hours. Why the guess? Because after Taco Mac I followed a couple of my coworkers to Outback where I had (almost the entirety of) one more beer and dinner (finally). I was, how do I say this, drunk.

The last decision I made on Friday night was the best one of the evening. I decided that I should not drive home, so instead I checked back into the office (somewhere around 10:30pm) and slept the night away on my office floor. It’s a damn good thing that I can sleep under adverse conditions because the light over my cubicle never shuts off. I awoke some time around 6am, brushed myself off, and drove home to take a nice, hot shower before meeting Maigh for a photoshoot.

I’ll Have The Merlatte
I met Maigh at Java Vino before I followed her over to play assistant for her photoshoot.

Maigh was scheduled to do a photoshoot for a six-month old named Wyatt, who get this, has already had one heart surgery during his life and will be going through at least one more. Further, this surgery had to take place in Boston as it turns out that in Georgia it would have been necessary to do a heart transplant instead of surgery for someone so small.

Puts my eight-year Valentines drought into a bit of perspective, no?

I didn’t know what to expect of Wyatt, but the little guy was a champ. When we arrived he was being fed through a tube which attaches to his belly. Wyatt was the most expressive little guy I’ve ever seen (admittedly my sample size is small) and was a wonderful model for an hour or so before he nodded off to sleep.

Post photoshoot I headed home for a much-needed nap and then puttered around before my afternoon haircut.

On Saturday afternoon I attempted, and failed, my six-mile training run. I never got into a rhythm, developed at least one blister somewhere around mile three (wool socks and new shoes — 3rd run in the — didn’t get along) and wound up walking more than I cared to an cutting my path short. I’m thinking of altering my training a bit in order to get more, shorter runs in during the next month in order to build a better base for the longer runs which will inevitably happen in April.

ITP Flickr Pic
I was compelled to take a photo of the carpet in the McKimmon Center in Raleigh a few weeks ago.

Look at me in big boy shoes.
Great Minds Think Alike
Standing on one of the ugliest carpets I’ve seen since the 1970s.

I Have To Hand It To My Neighbor
Last week I mentioned my neighbor getting plumbing work done at her house. I thought all of the work had been done on Wednesday, but apparently that had more to do with the delivery of water instead of the removal of waste.

On Saturday another backhoe came to her property and promptly ripped a new trench from the curb to her house and the plumbers laid in a new PVC (or whatever the kids use these days) line. It appeared to be a very easy job for them.

I give her credit for getting it done so promptly.

Again, I repeat if my house wasn’t such a freakishly-built abode I’d already have my plumbing fixed by now as well. It’s just that I have three, independent sewage lines — two of which appear to traverse under my basement, and the current offending line runs under my carport and driveway to somewhere (who the hell knows where?) in my front yard.

There are days that I wish that it were cheaper to knock the house down and start again. And there are many more days that I consider selling the house as quickly as I can and starting a new life elsewhere (currently read “renting an apartment somewhere in Atlanta”).

For Me, This Is Horrendous
Back when I’d use Twitter and Facebook regularly (read “as recent as two weeks ago”) I’d post a status update mentioning that I’d performed my data backups in hopes of raising awareness that your data is fleeting. It’s not if your hard drive will die, but rather when.

So, the fact that I have not been able to back up this blog in over a month has me a bit on edge. For years I’ve used a WordPress plug-in that performed the backup and allowed me to either download the resulting file to a computer or mail it to myself. About a month ago this plug-in abruptly stopped working. It gives the appearance that it correctly gathers all of my blog’s data, but never prompts me to save the file, nor successfully mail it to my desired address.

I’ve been searching for a replacement plug-in, but the one I currently have installed is the “best rated” of my options. If I can’t use the best, what hope have I using a lesser-thought-of with success?


Stats & Goals
Current Mood – meh
Current Music – listening to last week’s “Breakfast Club” podcast from CBC Radio 3
Website Of The Day – This weekend I opened up a jar of “Frog Jam” (fig jam) from Hillside Orchard. While their website leaves a lot of room for improvement, their jam was out of this world good! Next time I head toward Black Rock I might have to detour to Tiger, GA and stop into their store.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – Saturday: running/walking (5.2 miles)
Morning Weigh-In – I didn’t need any further disappointment today

Foot Mileage – 20 miles
Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Pushups – 0
Situps – 0
Stairs – 0 flights

Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 1 (2)

Vegetarian Days – 3
Carnivorous Days – 10

Marta Rides To Work – 0
Bike Rides To Work – 0

February Goals
Not to get sick for the entire month FAIL
– Not get fired from my job
– Run no fewer than 75 miles
– Lose two pounds
– Go out on a date with someone else
– Read an entire book

2011 Goals [will be a little more fluid than in past years]
– Reduce my weight by 25 pounds based on the my weight as measured on February 1st
Completely read the book Daily Negations which I received as a Christmas gift.
– Run Sharpened Stone as a real business — one which does not get penalized.
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Attend at least one professional photography workshop
– Enter no fewer than three photographic competitions / gallery showings
– Ride in no fewer than five 50 mile or 50K bike rides
– Run in no fewer than two half-marathons
– Submit at least one application under the name “Sharpened Stone” to Apple’s iOS store

The Unmeasurable
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Become a proficient programmer in Objective-C
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
– Eat smaller portions

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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12 Responses to I’m Wearing Red In Defiance

  1. Steve says:

    Congratulations on making a good choice Friday night. The bad choice was having so many beers on an empty stomach.

    While it was a beautiful day to ride yesterday, I decided there was too much wind and stayed indoors on my bike. A decent wind just messes with my head too much and I never have a good ride in it. Apparently, there was some bad juju floating around yesterday, as the Airport ride had several crashes, so maybe I made a wise choice.

    I find that I certainly don’t need a special holiday to tell my wife I love her, but I still buy a mushy card…

    A happy VD to those who celebrate!


  2. Yeah, a lesson I’ve learned many times….

    Several crashes? Wow. I’ve only witnessed one crash up close, and that was enough for me. It was on a Wednesday Pizza Ride and the person ahead of me got squirrely and wound up taking out a few people ahead of me and thankfully I was able to skirt the mess.

  3. Steve says:

    The Airport ride is a big dog, take no prisoners ride, and as far as I know is relatively safe- except for the liberal interpretation of traffic law. 2 crashes in one ride seems to be very unusual.

    Barb- back from Houston yet??

  4. It’s nearly 9:30am and Barb has not weighed in yet, so I’ll say that she’s not. πŸ˜‰

  5. Martha says:

    This past weekend gave me hope that we have not been sentenced to a frigid existence forever.

    We ran both days this weekend and both days it was cut short. The plan was for 15 on Saturday and 10 yesterday, but GI issues (and the fear of overtraining) cut Saturday short and Jerry got frustrated yesterday when we went off course so Sunday we were about a mile short, still two great days to be outside and no foot pain either day.

    Lots of folks were out yesterday, for many I’m sure it was the first ride since fall. Too many ‘armatures’ out on the road for my taste.

    I bought Frog ‘something’ salsa, it was really good. Wonder if itÒ€ℒs the same company.

    Jerry and I exchanged cards this morning, that’s it for us.

    I just saw the information for the Campout FKA Black Rock, WTF, cabins, hot tubs??? My god if there weren’t any hashers there I could almost convince Jerry to go.

  6. Steve says:

    I’ve bought Frog salsa in the past and have really liked it. I wonder if it’s made with real frogs!! Hashers and hot tubs.. no thanks.

  7. Wow, I’ve not seen the Black Rock listing yet. I thought last year’s cabins, etc was supposed to bring a return to “camping” but I guess not. I suppose I won’t even pretend to want to go this year. Maybe I’ll do something I’ve been meaning to do instead — details will be provided when I’ve made my arrangements.

  8. Martha says:

    Oh, it’s in April also?? I mean the weather should be perfect, what fun is that?? πŸ™‚ (plus $60 for just Saturday lunch & dinner and Sunday breakfast? Seems a little pricey by hash standards).

    Hasher and hottubs…I showed up at Bean’s NYE party a few years ago, I don’t remember who was in the hottub but I did call it ‘old man soup’…not pretty at all.

    I had to look it up, I bought Frog Ranch salsa and it’s made in Ohio…not the same stuff.

  9. Yeah, the price of the campouts seems to be climbing — without any hash giveaways (like I need more shit in my life, but at least it justifies part of the cost).

    I wonder if the campout is where the Muscle Mountain Ride used to be; that place had cabins and camping. I saw that it’s in some Ellijay Gap but I didn’t research the location further since I doubt that I’ll attend.

  10. Rats! I’m sad to report that I’ve once again eaten too much food at lunch. Guess who’ll have a near non-existent dinner…

  11. Stacy Fox says:

    I’m reading this late, but just wanted to throw in a kudos for the good decision on Friday night. Go you!

  12. Barb says:

    Okay (I’m back, it is Wed.)

    Mulberry Gap is a place outside of Ellijay – a lot of montain bikers go there as it is right on the Pinhoti trail.
    I was telling Robin about it for mountain biking purposes, she talked to Sani & they went & checked it out.
    The cabins are very “rustic” (no bathrooms) & there is plenty of room for camping, plus a big open barn in case it rains.

    The reason the price is higher is the ladies that own the place do all the cooking (so Sani doesn’t have to πŸ˜‰

    It is pricy by hash standards, but I know all of you, you will spend way more than that in a weekend in Atlanta. (as for the hot tubs, there are more than one, but I doubt I’d ever get in one anyway, so it really doesn’t matter)

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