I'm still on the level 3 track. Today was 16-13-11-11-20. Not bad. I feel like doing these at the end of the day means doing a little less, but maybe I'm wrong. Anyway, I'm excited by the progress but nervous when I sneak a peek at week 5. That's gonna be a doozy.
That's right dudes, I'm doing 100 pushups and I just finished my first workout. I actually ended up skipping the initial test because I'm lazy and it's already Wednesday of week 1. I think I'm all right though because day 1 was fine. Despite that, I'm cautiously pessimistic about being able to do 100 pushups by July 30th, six weeks from today. Of course if it works, at thee end my pecs will be this awesome:
Last night as I got on the A train at 42nd, a C train was leaving at the same time. For a few stops the two trains rode side by side, but my train was going slightly faster. Watching the faces in the adjacent C train pass by was completely mesmerizing. There was nothing particularly exciting, but it was beautiful all the same.
It's only happened a handful of times in my 5½ years here, but it stops me flat every time.
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This is my roommate's cat Herman. He isn't terribly bright, but he's cute. Oh, and he loves freshly warn socks.
My papa had been fighting pancreatitis for the last month, but after a unsuccessful procedure last week, he decided to go home and go out on his own terms.
Eight years ago he had a severe stroke. Before that he had more energy than most 30 year olds, which made losing most of the control on his right side incredibly difficult. On the bright side, he became a much gentler, more loving person. Our fishing trips stand out as some of his happiest times (the emails would start 8 months before the trip). While he didn't lose his competitive edge, wanting to best us all and catch the biggest fish, he cared most about having fun with us.
We had a chance to see him over the holidays, when he was in the hospital. Each day when we left we would say "Love you papa, see you soon." The last day we saw him, one of his better days, after my sister said her usual goodbye, he became intensely alert, looked us right in the eye and said, "I love you too and don't you forget it."
Don't worry papa, we won't.
For her anniversary and birthday, my mom got her first mac. The biggest selling point (just ahead of a virus-free computing environment) was iChat Video. She's had it for a couple weeks and my sister and I have both given her lessons, but she still was having trouble understanding why this was better.
"My friend Vicki asked why Mac's are better, but I didn't know what to say."
Tonight, as we did our first family video-chat, she definitely got it. The excitement of seeing us both was great, I'm sure, but I think she understands that Mac stuff just works™.
I'm happy that there's a good chance my mom will no longer dread sitting down to wrestle with the computer. Even if she only understands email, chat and web browsing, she's starting to feel comfortable and it'll open up some new doors for her.
As an aside, the quote from my mom led to a hilarious exchange. Here's how the conversation played out:
"For one, it is much easier to use. Secondly, it is much more secure. There has yet to be a virus that's effected Mac users."
"I see. Why is that?"
"Primarily, there are more Windows users and therefore more Windows hackers. Also, Mac is built on a flavor of Unix, which has a history of being very stable. Have you heard of Unix before?
[pause]
"The people who don't have sex?"
[much laughter]
"No mom, not eunuchs, Unix."
[more laughter]
What kind of camera(s) do you own?
Holga 120s
Polaroid SX-70
Polaroid OneStep Express
Polaroid DayLab
Ansco Pix Panorama
Lomo Action Sampler
Kodak Pleaser III
Minolta-16
Minolta-16 P
Pentax K1000
Nikon D50
Also inheriting a few more antiques including a Kodak that I * think* is a No. 2 Bulls-Eye Camera, Model D.
What words, for the life of you, can you never spell correctly?
Submitted by Byrne.
Oh man, my spelling has been awful in the last couple months. Anyway, the word that always drives me batty is separate. Hell, I even misspelled it just now. It's just that both separate and seperate both look wrong to me. Sigh, the slow degrading of my brain has begun...
I'm currently in the middle of my second trip in two weeks. For Passover I went to Tucson with Jori. It was wonderful being in 85 degree weather for four days. Obviously, spending Passover with Jori's family was also wonderful. Her dad's a huge wine connoisseur, which meant delicious wine the entire time. Amazingly, he managed to find SIX tasty kosher wines. Well done.
Yesterday, I arrived in Colorado for a four day skiing trip in Breckenridge. I was nervous about coming so late in the season, but they've gotten 10 inches of snow in the last two days and are expected to get up to another foot of snow tonight. The skiing today was excellent. Originally, I was supposed to go with my dad, but he had to back out. So, the second best option, my best friend Will from home, took his place.
Unfortunately, I've come down with a nasty, nasty cold. I was fine skiing, but I'm feeling pretty crappy right now. That being said, I'm not gonna stop skiing. My birthday is on Saturday and this is a pretty awesome way to spend it.
