while we were out of town this weekend i stopped in to a combination bike shop coffee house. the coffee house looked interesting so i thought i would give them a go.
the coffee wasn’t much to write home about but the barista was. my favorite line –
“the high school teacher we went camping with now comes out to visit me here”
she must not know how that sounds to a father’s ears.
but while i was distracted by her scintillating stories the credit card reader popped up a note that said it had emailed me my receipt.
that’s interesting because i had never been to that coffee house, had never given their point of sale device my email address or told my credit card company i was interested in them sharing my details.
my fellow bikers must have thought i overreacted to this and other invasions of my privacy i cited because for the remainder of the trip everyone let me know when they had mobile geolocation running or thought of some tactic i could employ to stay off the grid…
i’ve told people i’m “noun-challenged”
noun-challenged means you can’t remember the word for person, place or thing.
coincidentally, natalie also suffers from being noun-challenged. i don’t think this figured in to my attraction to her, but it certainly is something we have in common.
i was not aware being noun-challenged is hereditary, but listening to my daughter talk proves it is. over the weekend, instead of talking about saturday, she talked about “the day after friday”
yesterday’s post and more of my life than i was willing to share were consumed by the misadventure of attempting the “free” yosemite mac os x upgrade.
worse yet, i had been saying that i expected the yosemite upgrade was going to be to full of defects and include no measurably enhancing features.
but i have low resistance to update / upgrade alerts…
eight weeks ago i had never heard of brevard, pisgah or dupont. then in one week i heard about them twice from two different sources. one source included an invitation to join him on a trip there for a long weekend of mountain biking.
i’m not one for passing up an opportunity to try something new and fun.
an amazing weekend of mountain biking; great food; fabulous weather; fall colors and just the right amount of trash talk.
i’m taking the week off from posting and a day off from work, no way i’m leaving any vacation days on the table…
a sports commentator last week said something along the lines of “everything that makes baseball dull for one hundred and sixty two games becomes exciting in the postseason”
he was spot on.
and your team advancing to the nlcs – very exciting.
does every pro-gun, climate change denying, war mongering, frack supporting ad have to end with a bald, white guy smiling at the end?
at least it wasn’t the ice bucket challenge…
actually, in terms of goofy, chain-letter type things i’m ok with this – so if you and your neighbors aren’t booing each other, consider yourself booed!
the kids were confused by a show we watched recently where an older couple were having an affair.
after a bit of explaining, and providing an example where their mother or i was in love with and seeing someone else, they seem to get the idea and decided they didn’t want a relationship where the person they loved saw someone else.
then they went on to say they knew i couldn’t be having an affair because i was home all day (no point in telling them that was the perfect arrangement to have an affair).
and mom couldn’t be having an affair because she would be too tired at night (their mom being notoriously tired after the sun goes down).
i suggested they need not worry because we loved each other and weren’t interested in other people but somehow i sensed they took more comfort in their own explanations of our fidelity.
we don’t eat a lot of meat because 25% of the household, or 50% of the household responsible for cooking are vegetarian.
one of the consequences of eating less meat is a diminished taste for it.
last week when i decided to grill hamburgers, logan half way through her patty (and it was a patty only, no bun or other toppings) summed it best when she said “wooo! that is heavy duty!”
tonight at dinner ethan began a request for something with “please” and then followed it up with “thank you” – without any parental prompting.
then after we went to the store he volunteered to help carry the bags in…
i don’t know where this more mature, polite kid came from but i like it!
i’m beginning to think there might be something to the theory that we’re not doing ourselves or our immune systems any favors by trying to over-sterilize our surroundings.
so it’s good that you are taking those hand sanitizing napkins at the grocery store to the shopping cart handle like its entering the operating room because before you got it i had licked it clean.