Wednesday, February 27, 2013
I made that
I get bored just watching tv alone sometimes so I learned how to crochet from a youtube video. I started a blanket first but it is taking forever and I wanted to actually finish something this year. So I made a beanie. I don't think it turned out too bad.
Friday, February 22, 2013
On The Pitch
My first rugby practice was last night. It was raining, cold, and muddy. And I loved it. I am a little sore today but I love that too. I have not had any luck finding any Krav Maga Worldwide certified schools here so I decided to try this. It was great. Playing in the mud and rain reminded me of when I was kid and we would play mudball in the parks in Mesa.
In Phoenix they always used irrigation to water the local parks. They would fill up the parks with a couple of feet of water once a week to try and keep the grass looking at least a crisp brown. After a few hours to a day the water would soak up until about six inches or a foot remained. This is when the games would start. After school we would grab a football and some friends and have it. Scores and rules didn't really matter. It was all about getting dirty. As you can imagine two feet of water on dry cracked dirt created a perfect deep mud layer. You could tackle and be tackled without worry of injury, it was like sinking in to a really soft mattress.A mattress with mosquitoes. There were a lot of mosquitoes.
It was also a lot of fun to ride your bike down the hill as fast as possible and just eat it hard. Good times. Also, skim boarding. Look it up on YouTube kiddos.
In Phoenix they always used irrigation to water the local parks. They would fill up the parks with a couple of feet of water once a week to try and keep the grass looking at least a crisp brown. After a few hours to a day the water would soak up until about six inches or a foot remained. This is when the games would start. After school we would grab a football and some friends and have it. Scores and rules didn't really matter. It was all about getting dirty. As you can imagine two feet of water on dry cracked dirt created a perfect deep mud layer. You could tackle and be tackled without worry of injury, it was like sinking in to a really soft mattress.A mattress with mosquitoes. There were a lot of mosquitoes.
It was also a lot of fun to ride your bike down the hill as fast as possible and just eat it hard. Good times. Also, skim boarding. Look it up on YouTube kiddos.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Hello everyone, I am Geoff. And I am a post-itaholic.
I left work yesterday and realized I needed a number off a post-it on my desk. So naturally I called my coworker and asked him to find it for me. After being on hold for a couple minutes he says okay, here is the number. It was the wrong number, I said no the other post-it. It's yellow. With lines. Another couple of minutes and then a frustrated voice saying they are all yellow! No, not true, some are green I replied. The coworker then counted all the post-its on my desk and there 49 little sticky notes. He gave up.
Then it hit me. I have a problem. I have a friend with a similar problem and I am not too proud to say I even contributed by giving her a gift of many different size and colors of sticky notes once. I should be ashamed! I guess I need to find a new way, a better way, before I bury myself in bite sized vague reminders of messages I can not really even understand after two days.
Any suggestions?
Then it hit me. I have a problem. I have a friend with a similar problem and I am not too proud to say I even contributed by giving her a gift of many different size and colors of sticky notes once. I should be ashamed! I guess I need to find a new way, a better way, before I bury myself in bite sized vague reminders of messages I can not really even understand after two days.
Any suggestions?
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