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***Mufasa*** · (This post was last modified: 08-06-2011 09:29 PM by Mufasa.)

So - you were thinkin' about me...
I mean, your avatar was thinkin' about me.

Scooter Britches · 08-06-2011, 09:30 PM

Oh yeah... Big Grin

(and a Maple Leaf thong)

**burma.girl** · 08-06-2011, 11:39 PM

....loooong but satisfying. Home from a week-long vacay w/my fam on the shores of Lake Erie in N.OH. Me, the Hubs & tres kiddos crammed into a vehicle for 7.5 hrs, ack! Thank [your deity of choice] for portable DVD players, keeps the young'uns occupied and the parents' sanity mostly intact. Funny to hear my 4yo son sing along to KISS [chorus of Shout It Out Loud], special guests on a Scooby Doo episode (thanks, I'm sure, to Gene, the preternatural marketer of all things KISS).

Summer days about over. School starts on Wed. BooooohisssSSSS....

dheafey · 08-07-2011, 08:25 AM

My day(s) have gotten better. The Missus and 18 YO daughter #2 came home from a mother/daughter trip in Cancun, Mexico. No texting, Facebook nor any other form of communication could happen. All they did was inbibe, jump in the water, and laugh for 5 days. My daughter's been dancing for 15 years and knows how to shake what momma gave her. Apparently, she was a hit in Mexico (Dad doesn't want to know).

The child is heading off to college in 2 weeks (cheerleaders go early) and Mom and Dad are feeling a bit ver klempf (long story - she has a bit of a medical history).

It's good to have them home because, as my wife says, "I'm no good on my own." We have a pretty good understanding - she takes care of us and I make stir fry and lift heavy things. Odd combo, but it works for us.

Nanobabe · 08-07-2011, 09:58 AM

Out here in Afghan-land, we say every day is Wednesday...except Wednesday, which is Wednesday+. I can't talk about my job, but let's just say when a scientist tells you something, we're not saying it for our health. On the plus side, today is the half way point in my deployment. Halfway home to a cold beer!

***nettiesaur*** · 08-07-2011, 10:21 AM

Nanobabe, congrats on the halfway point! I hope the rest of your deployment goes smoothly and safely!

dheafey · 08-07-2011, 10:44 AM

(08-07-2011 09:58 AM)Nanobabe Wrote: Out here in Afghan-land, we say every day is Wednesday...except Wednesday, which is Wednesday+. I can't talk about my job, but let's just say when a scientist tells you something, we're not saying it for our health. On the plus side, today is the half way point in my deployment. Halfway home to a cold beer!

Godspeed Nanobabe, godspeed.

***Mufasa*** · (This post was last modified: 08-07-2011 11:17 AM by Mufasa.)

Nano - check in more often. Let us know how you're doing.

And yeah Dheafy- I have a cheerleader as well; a flyer. They are there earlier (Kat starts Monday)

***Mufasa*** · (This post was last modified: 08-07-2011 07:30 PM by Mufasa.)

Sunday / 9:00 AM / River Walk/ "Oz"

I am blazing through the river course on my trusty mountain bike, like I have done a hundred times before.
My ears are full of Robin Trower's "Daydream", and I am just about to top the "Sixty Second Grunt", as I call it... the long uphill across one of the bridges that precedes a series of gentle downhill curves.
I top the grunt, and adjust myself on the seat as I start the downhill. I tuck in, leaning forward into the curves, enjoying the background effect, howling moan that my Ear Candy plugs produce at a certain speed. It goes nicely with Trower.
I sail around the final curve, tucked in like Canyon Dancer after a couple of gin and tonics, and...

SQUIRRELS!!! FOUR OF THEM IN THE PATH!!! AAAAEEEIIIIIII!!!
They are doing that... "squirrel thing" that they do - chasing each other in a figure eight, back and forth across the concrete path, right in the middle of the curve!
I lock the back brake and hold on, dropping my left foot to the concrete like Eddie Lawson. The tree rats scatter in four directions... then turn around! I slide to a complete stop, doing a Nadia Comaneci, or Comanche, or Gesunheidt .. however the hell you spell it - split! My left leg is the only thing holding me up, my butt is exactly one inch from the concrete, and I can't move. Fark.
"*%$#!! STUPID "*%$#!! FOUR-LEGGED "*%$#!! FUZZY "*%$#!! TREE RATS "

I snatch the ear buds out and sit. What choice did I have?
Laughter - why is there laughter???

I turn to see a fellow that I encounter once in a while. He rides a hotrod Trek, you know - disc brakes, mono-shock, etc.
He is leaning on his bars laughing like a hyena.
"I take it you were drafting?" I ask.
He clears his throat and takes a breath. "Yeah - you were moving along pretty well. Glad I was a heartbeat behind you."
He sits a moment, then snorts and starts up again.
I unfold myself from the gymnast-gone terribly wrong position, and check myself for damage. Other than a stretched crotchumus maximus, I seem to be unscathed.
"Stupid *&#$@!! squirrels", I mutter. "You didn't happen to video that, did you?" I ask.

**Gungawoman** · 08-07-2011, 03:07 PM

(08-07-2011 09:58 AM)Nanobabe Wrote: Out here in Afghan-land, we say every day is Wednesday...except Wednesday, which is Wednesday+. I can't talk about my job, but let's just say when a scientist tells you something, we're not saying it for our health. On the plus side, today is the half way point in my deployment. Halfway home to a cold beer!

Hey, Nanobabe--halfway home is a good thing! If you run into any 1st platoon 1/6 Marines, tell 'em hello! My son is with them. Thanks for putting up with everything in the sandbox. You're making the world a better place!