Archive for May, 2008
Teh Pheasant…
I’ve been trying to get an up close and personal photo of the resident male pheasant.
This is the best so far. He’s really skittish, I can hardly open the door without him running off.
Tags: birds, birdwatching, mom
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May 5th, 2008
Peddling my ass around town…
A couple of weeks ago I started riding my bicycle daily for the first time in 17 years. At the advanced age of 48, I felt I needed to start working out again. My goal is to drop 30 pounds by the end of August. That’s two pounds a week. And with mom’s healthy cooking, that shouldn’t be too hard. Mom has dropped seven pounds in the last month. Hooray!!! The cardio workout of the bike has been rough to say the least. I will start some strength training in another week, as I need my cardio strengthened first so I can get the best effect of the strength training.
Of course the terrain around here is typical of Western Washington, up hill both ways, literally.
I am nearly at the point where I can keep riding without taking a breather on the hills. And there are hills everywhere. This particular neighborhood has concrete paving which is old and broken. This makes riding a bit of a challenge. Which is why I ride a mountain bike in the city. Twenty-one speeds of peddling goodness makes it easy to go up the hills. Well mostly. 
I purchase this Peugot Hurricane Creek model in 1990 for $450 at the Alki Bike shop in Seattle. I needed some transportation at the time because I had just wrecked my 1976 280Z when a drunk driver pulled out in front of me. This was before the advent of suspension on mountain bikes. Suspension would be very nice around here to handle broken concrete.
Tags: bicycle, cardio, training, workout
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May 5th, 2008
Roommates…
Roommates. If you’ve been out of your parents house for any length of time, it is inevitable that somewhere along the line, moving in with someone(s) may seem like a good idea. The after some period of time, weeks, months, or even years, the relationship breaks down and neither one can move out fast enough. This has been my situation many times.
I bring this up because last Saturday my business partners and I where discussing this subject. I made the comment that I would only have a roommate if she was a hot sexy female and we were sharing each other. Then Brent said, “Aren’t you rooming with your mom at the moment?” I remarked, “Yes, but we’ve already slept together.” It’s to bad I was in the back seat, I couldn’t see the looks on their faces. Then I said, “When I was a newborn ya pervs!!!”
The discussion quickly changed to Variable Annuities. 
You don’t really know someone until you’ve lived with them.
Tags: living, mother, roommates
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May 5th, 2008
