Tarzan is a whimp

What better way to check out the rainforest than by swinging through the treetops!

Costa Rica!

Costa Rica is good for fruity drinks, monkeys and growing fungus. Spanish not required!

Fun Farmin!

What could possibly be going on here....?

Off to the races

Saturday my roomie and best mate George declared a "Guys Day". Rules are simple, no ladies and some activity to solidify our masculinity and promote silliness. Saturday was also the Kentucky derby and opening of the local horse track, Suffolk Downs. So it was off to the races! The track is like walking into a cartoon of stereo typical characters who's life story can easily be surmised from their animated faces. We commandeered some box seats and settled in for a day of placing small bets on inflated hopes. I picked my horses based on the character expressed in their walk. I don't recommend this method, net winnings 0. It was a great day regardless.

SLC Marathon

Last weekend I traveled home to Utah to run the Salt Lake City 1/2 marathon with my little sister Amy. It was her idea to run the race together which was very surprising since she has never ran before. After months of training the day finally arrived and at 7am off we went. I promised to keep pace with her for encouragement and entertainment. Harnessing my natural instinct to race at a a lung exploding pace we crossed the finish line together in 2:17. Not bad for her first half marathon. The best part was the last quarter mile when we sprinted together and passed several hundred people to the cheers of thousands of spectators!

Boston pillow fight!

I know, I know. I have developed bad blog habits. Lets try and get back on track! I attended my second city wide pillow fight last weekend! Nothing better than bashing perfect strangers to resolve buried aggression. April 4th is international pillow fighting day, who knew. Lots of cities all over the world organize pillow fights. enough said. We lost a lot of good pillows out there..






here is a video link


BAD ASS BROOKLINE PILLOW-BASHING CREW!!!!!

IN YOUR FACE!!! book

At least once a week I have a variation of this conversation-“WHY AREN”T YOU ON FACEBOOK?”
I am a fierce anti-face booker. I have many reasons for this. The main reason is I prefer personal, private interactions. Also I don’t like the self idolizing or competitive nature of “collecting” friends that face book breeds in some. There are some people I don’t feel the need to keep up with, and moving away from people is very difficult with face book. These three reasons are the debatable points for my lack of participation. It is much simpler than this still. This blog is perhaps the most savvy thing I do with the interwebs. As a reader you will agree it’s not very savvy at all. Besides checking my e-mail, shopping on Amazon, and infrequently ranting here, my Mac book is basically a $2400 ipod. Don’t get me wrong, I am not condemning others for face booking. By all means tag, nudge, post to your electrical hearts desire. There may also be something meaningful in knowing when ones mild acquaintance from elementary school goes to the store, or returns overdue library books. Thanks to NPR’s Talk of the Nation I have discovered there are others unromanced by this idea of social networking. In an effort to create solidarity among us I am proposing a forum to chat and connect. This will be a place for likeminded, or interested people to find each other and support each other. You will be able to post pictures, tell personal stories and share all aspects of life. Just a way for the rest of us to keep in touch by the week, day or minute. I am calling it IN YOUR FACE! Book. For the sole purpose of accessibility and speed, I will publish it on the internet somewhere. I will keep you posted.

Fabulous prizes!

Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!

2- What I create will be just for you.

3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)

4- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!

5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.

The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it! (I found this on my cousin-in-law blog.)

USA paragliding team

My older brother Brad is quite the daredevil. When we were kids he was always doing crazy stunts. Highlights include superman dives off the trampoline, jumping from the top of our cherry tree, or my favorite, pretending to crash into cars on his bike with me riding on handle bars. The latter actually ending in crashing into a car and me being flung over the hood onto the concrete. (don’t tell my mom) It makes sense that his passion in life is paragliding. Currently he is representing the USA in the world paragliding championships. After four days of “tasks” he is in 16th place. Team USA is in third place behind Slovenia and Czech Republic. Since I don’t think Slovenia is a real country, lets go ahead and say we are in second place. If you want to follow the progress, or see some gorgeous pictures you can find it here. Good luck Bradley, and go USA!

one liners

I have been revived from the stagnant and unmotivated blogless capsule in which I spent the last 6 weeks. It was not for lack of muse or adventures. You see I tragically inured my fingers back in November and as such my ability to type. I was just leaving church one Sunday afternoon, having completed my usual 2nd Mass for the day, when I noticed an old lady in a wheel chair with a sack of puppies and orphans on her lap charging ferociously out of control down a hill. As I sprinted to catch the innocent passengers I also noticed a shoplifter burst from a Mom+Pop store carrying their entire inventory. I keenly plucked the thief up over my head and tossed him in front of the careening Grandma. His soft body stopped the chariot of death and provided a comfortable landing. Later that day I broke all ten fingers stuffing Shaq in a game of one on one. I implore you to accept this unembellished account as just excuse for my absence. In an effort to catch up in the briefest manner possible I offer these one liners.
I traveled home to Utah for Thanksgiving where I broke two promises I had made myself. First I shopped at Wal-Mart, twice. Second I participated in the madness of Black Friday, where I was offered a management position at the aforementioned big box evil.
Returning to Boston I finally shaved my beard after 34 days of unhedged growth earning $35 for charity for the beard, and $10 each for my arms. The arm mane has yet to return to its fury splendor.
Through either generosity or smite I was gifted NBA tickets to the Celtics vs. Jazz game where George, Aaron and I were nearly lynched.
Fulfilling diplomatic duties I attend 4 (four) work holiday parties where thanks to open bars I both survive and salsa dance with my boss, which is documented and likely on U-tube.
Back to Utah for Christmas and decent snow I spend much missed time on the slopes catching up with an old friend and teaching my nephew to board. Annual chaos is greatly appreciated with all my family under one roof.
The last few moments of 2008 I spend in a black tie with a smorgasbord of new friends as my main mates choose to spend theirs in the cliché that is NY.
Last weekend I made a mad dash to Buffalo NY to say goodbye to Frank who will be working on a top secret mission in Arizona for the next year. Psst... it's the Moon...
Today I wore slippers at work all day; it is a sleep lab after all.