Feeling: Queasy

I’ve often gone out to pick up a burger and fries for the convenience of a quick bite, even though I recognize this is not a healthy choice. I can’t remember the last time I actually craved this food, and I now have another way to avoid making poor lunch decisions.

Warning: the comments are not safe for work, the images not safe for your stomach… (and one of the comments contains a JavaScript redirect to force traffic elsewhere, even more unpleasant, so disable JavaScript before trying this…) I offer you the motivation to swear off fast food.

Thank you memepool.

Hydration

We just got back from the toy store and I have my new CamelBak Rocket.
After solving it’s expandable secrets, it’s its (please don’t shoot me, grammar nazi) decidedly the best combination of water/stuff storage with the most ventilation.

I’m testing it out right now, and despite my lovely wife’s mocking, I’ll probably leave it on while I’m doing some house cleaning in preparation for guests – I don’t want to dehydrate during all that hard work.

Let’s Recap

It’s been a long week that’s flown by.

Before work, I’m in the office with a friend developing a Java Struts application to get us both up to speed with that.

The work day finds me preparing to take on some ASP.NET and VB.NET for some client work, while trying to clean up some previous projects in other technologies.

Evenings, I’m preparing for the next day and taking time to relax when it’s too much.

Kelly is in Ohio with her chorus sweeping the Buckeye Invitational (congrats!)

Last night, I laid low and surfed some Internet and TV. I did leave the house to go pick up a .NET book I reserved. It looks like it’ll help me get my bearings with the 1.1 .NET Framework. I also stopped by REI to pick up a CamelPak CamelBak Lobo so I could stay hydrated on the weekend rides, only to find out once I got home that they’ll be on sale next week. If that’s the case, then I’ll keep it sales tagged and trade up for a better model if it too is cheaper.

This morning I got out for some biking (without the CamelPak) before this St. Louis summer destroyed me.

Tonight I’ll be at the Moonlight Ramble ride downtown.

But right now, I nap.

Baseball

The St. Louis Post-Dispatch ran an article like many I’ve seen today on Rafael Furcal’s unassisted triple play against the Cardinals. It’s a very rare occurrence – this was only the 12th time it’s happened in baseball history.

So, is it notable for the record books? Sure.

Exciting? Not really.

I was at the game and had a good time, but baseball is a slow game, does not often hold my attention, and the “news” about it the following day isn’t particularly interesting. What grabbed me was that many of these articles don’t bother mentioning that instead of Furcal and his Braves, the Cardinals won the game. And why should they talk about the game and the win? Answer: The unassisted triple play is far more significant.

This leads me to think the interest in baseball isn’t necessarily the outcome, or even the plays that enable the outcome, but all the statistics behind the plays, players, and teams.

And that’s boring too.

I like hockey.

Morning

I get out of bed earlier on the weekends than I do on weekdays.

This morning, Will graciously picked up my bike and me at 7am for a drive into Illinois for some cycling. That means the alarm had to be set for 6am so I could get up, find some food and bike clothes, and stabilize my balance on foot before attempting to pedal many miles.

On a work day, I crawl out of bed between 7 and 9, which is not to say that I don’t put a whole day’s worth of work in, I just start it later. That’s unlike some people I know who get up ungodly early.

Crazy peoples.