Thursday, August 25, 2011

Moving on, moving up.

Hi all. I have no idea how long its been since i've posted. Nevermind, I just looked it up. December 2009 to be exact. Since then I've gotten married, life has moved on. However my beautiful wife of almost a year has her own blog and has graciously allowed me to co-author it. I hope to start posting more, without so much political commentary. But the sports commentary will have to stay. Enjoy!

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Friday, December 11, 2009

Climate Change

Rockies are ready to resign Torrealba. Hooray! (hopefully. back off, giants!!)

Recently when I turn on the news I see reports about climate change, false emails, and angry conservatives.

Ok people heres the thing: It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if the world is getting hotter, polar bears are dying, ice bergs melting (though you should definitely get to places like Glacier National Park before they are all gone.) Why doesn't it matter? Because all the things that combat global warming are good. Walking, driving your car less? good. Using renewable resources? also good. Theres no if ands or buts about it.

I guess the other issue is whether we should be forced to do these things. Well let me suggest that we'll never do it until we're forced. NEVER. By the rules of capitalism, large businesses are inherently self serving. Sure they donate to charities, but thats all just for good PR, and always within reason. Something this big has to come by necessity; either by government force, or a world suffocated by stifling heat. And let me make this clear: greenhouse gases in the air are bad. bad. Been to L.A. recently? Might as well be a smoker.

Thursday, December 03, 2009


So that long hiatus was completely on purpose. That Rockies game was so awesome I thought it deserved to stay up...for multiple months.

And what better way to get back on track than to say something controversial!

Tami and I have been spending our down time watching curb your enthusiasm. I love it because its like improv Seinfeld. In this certain episode we were watching its Christmas time, and the main character, Larry (David, creator of Seinfeld) is shunning all the christmassy stuff because, well, he's Jewish. His wife is Christian, and as they go along with their celebrations he stays out of the way, but is occasionally perturbed, notably for the caroling.

But this got me to thinking. How is it that Jewish folks, those who outright deny the existence of Jesus, are treated more fairly by the religious right than, say, gays, many of whom believe in all things Christian but just struggle within the system. Why? Gays seem to be treated more with the label of "outcast" or "unclean".

And no I'm not here to be a big gay rights activist, I just like to point out the inconsistencies. Maybe I'm just more comfortable with these issues than many because with work I have so many gay friends.

I dunno, just a thought.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Wow! Rockies Baseball!

I have, for the past week or so, meant to post on a couple of recent trips. I joined my friend Micaela on an AMAZING trip to Glacier National park, then more recently climbed Bison peak with my girlfriend (yup, still Tami) and Micaela. But then I experienced a once in a lifetime event.

One of my favorite things to do here in Denver is go to Rockies games. From previous posts you know all the things I love about it. It's a big reason that I choose to stay here in Denver and not move up to the mountains, or other beautiful places such as Oregon.

So I bought tickets to last nights game, and sat in our usual seats (upper outfield reserved, first base side where you get a great view of the mountains)

We played the San Francisco Giants, a team 3 games back in the wild card, and quickly turning into a rival. Winning here would be HUGE.

It was a game full of complete futility. I was constantly frustrated. We scored 1 run, 1 RUN!!!, that coming off a bases loaded walk, through all of regulation. Luckily the Giants could only muster 1 first inning run of their own. We constantly got men on base, men on third and 1 out, 1st and 3rd one out, over and over, and time after time we left them there. We couldn't score. Neither could they. The 9th inning came and went. 11th. then 12th. 13, then 14. I told Tami I was on an emotional roller coaster. I'd get excited only to be let down again.

Then came the 14th inning. The Giants strung some big hits together, scored 3 runs to go up 4-1. Only a miracle could win this game for us. After all, we had all those chances, we deserved to lose.

In the bottom of the inning, they gave us some base runners by way of walks. Cool, but no way I'm getting excited. I've seen this before. Fowler gets up, hits a ball off his knee, somehow gets back up to hit, and walks. From this point on, he's hobbling around the base paths. With one out, the bases get loaded, and guess whose up? Yeah, the pitcher. Perfect. And no, we had NO MORE bench players. I read in an article today that if we tied the game, the pitcher was going to play right field.

Then the unthinkable happens. They walk the pitcher, forcing in a run.

We now trail 4-2, Ryan Spilborghs up to bat. Spilly, by the way, has already grounded into a double play when just a fly ball would have won the game, and misplayed a double, turning it into a triple. Heres the clip of what happens next: (including a little on what already took place in the inning)

I could not contain myself. All that pent up frustration released in a single swing. It was awesome.


Friday, July 10, 2009

MIssing the Point

While undermining all that Obama is trying to do in the Middle East, you wonder why they don't care much for us.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009


Today I wandered to downtown Golden to grab some lunch and drop by the bike shop. On my return trip I passed by the blood mobile. I have, since a small child, and like LOTS of other people, have a completely rational fear of needles. I've never given blood.

This time I decided to man up. So I stopped, joined the small group of people relaxing under a tent, and signed up.

Why the change of heart? Well I blood drawn back in the fall for a cholesterol check, and it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. So here I am, all signed up. My name was called, and I headed in the bus, where I was immediately informed of the finger prick they had to do, to make sure my blood was ok.

In my head, this is actually worse! But with no way of backing out without getting called names, I manned up and got my finger pricked.

Again, not nearly as bad as I remembered it.

So next thing I know I'm laying on the table. Whenever I get nervous, I get very chatty. So here I am chatting up everyone. Then a girl from a previous session comes in, for she is still feeling nauseous and weak. So I start talking to her. She was in a while back, and still not feeling well, and looked as if she might puke.

I shrugged it off, and in the needle went. Ok, not so bad. The nurse asked how I felt, and I knew I wasn't quite right, but then I wasn't sure how I was supposed to feel. I told her I was feeling kind of sleepy and maybe just a little hint of nausea. I'm just trying to be honest, after all.

Next thing I know shes fiddling with the needle, and then takes it out.

I immediately felt like a complete waste of these people's time. I just wanted to help, and I was just being honest, and she bailed on the whole thing. I then asked if not getting enough sleep might have something to do with it, and she said "definitely." I had only 4 hrs that previous night. No breakfast either, but a good lunch.

So here I am, armed bandaged up, having made absolutely no contribution to humanity.


Sunday, June 28, 2009

Hello All. Guess I just have to be honest that everytime I have some free time on my computer I end up on World of Warcraft. Yeah, my buddy Chester from work got me into it. It's fun, and nice for overnights.

So many things have been going on that I could have posted about, but if I did it now, it'd be too late.

Notably I got to fulfill a small dream of mine and go see the College World Series in Omaha. Thanks to my uncle and cousins for letting me tag along on their trip. It was a blast.

Anyway, excited for this coming weekend at Kelsie's cabin on Grand Mesa. I'll be posting soon.