More cowbell, errr bike riding please.

You know this year is only 3 months old, and it is a good year so far, but what it really needs is more cowbell and more bike riding. The jeans are getting tight. The legs are getting soft. Need to tough it up and start putting the miles in. And sure I say that, while I am sitting on the deck typing on a computer, drinking a beer, but I am serious now. Really. I mean it. One of the things I miss since moving is the higher level of cooking and eating and riding that I did in Albany. I have to give mad props to C and S for being passionate about good food and great bike rides. Sometimes we enjoyed too much of the food and not enough of the riding, but we had a good time none the less. So here's to putting down the fork and picking up the bike and just riding it baby!

Who would you drink with and where would you take them?

My co-worker and I sat down at a bar last evening next to a lady who had just picked up her father after he passed away and was cremated. She said he had wanted to go to this bar-restaraunt that we were at since it was new and being built but he didnt make it until opening unfortunately. So she was taking him in spirit (and a small tasteful box). So I was thinking about who I would like to take for a drink if you had one shot to do it. I really would like to take my grandfather on my mothers side out for a round of golf and a couple beers off the beer cart along the way. And even though this is not possible, I do remember playing with him when I was younger and when i am out playing now it is fun to reflect on those times and toast him while I am out there.

A Dogs Life!

This is a tribute to Mallory and his parents. I have only known Mal and his parents for about 3 years now. Clark and Suzy have made a real home for a great group of lucky dogs and Mal was one of the two older ones. Few dogs have it as good as this group. They spend a lot of time hanging out with CLark and Suzy at work and at the house. The dog beds outnumber the people beds by 4 to 1. The water dish always has fresh water. The back yard is always kept neat, clean and ready for a run with the pack. And the love and nuturing never ends. Mal was a great dog who would grudgingly share his couch with you, and didnt get mad at the new pups on the block coming in and sharing the couch too. Clark and Suzy picked up Mal from a rescue house and from that day forward all he knew was love and good times. He was a great dog and his packmates and everyone who knew him will miss him greatly. So long pal.

Back in the saddle again!

Makes you wonder when I can screw up a perfectly good blog and delete the whole site. Whoops, but I am back and rolling again. I feel like a old codger lately. I love fast cars and race cars and the fact that my office faces out onto a racetrack is a good thing, most days. But it is race season and the big race is this Saturday and they have had basically two straight weeks of race cars practicing, testing and racing outside my door. LOUDLY AND ENTHUSIASTICALLY OUTSIDE MY DOOR. Now today it is raining and they have been off the track for about an hour or two and it is blesedly quiet. The one car I really like to watch and hear (or not hear) is the diesel powered Audi R10's. The engine noise is about what my pickup truck makes and they are blazingly fast. The engines are so quiet you can actually hear the wind whistling off the bodywork and the tires scuffing on the road. More Diesel powered race cars please! Anyways next week when they are all gone and it is quiet again I will probably miss them. Isnt that the story of life though.