Is a photo only essay of what we have been up to on the Island...Enjoy:
(I tried linking the slide show, but no worky. So here is the link to the album)
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
SB Survior Contest - Task 2
Is a photo only essay of what we have been up to on the Island...Enjoy:
(I tried linking the slide show, but no worky. So here is the link to the album)
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Sunday and some...
After the run Sunday I crashed for a bit, go figure. :-)
We went with meetin on a 3 hour tour. Kayaking that is, in Back Bay Wildlife Refuge. We did get lost. We had the threat of a storm. We had some shipwrecks, some by accident, some planned. We had an amazing amount of fun. After the festivities we went to Outback Steakhouse and then to one of the member's hot tubs! That rocked.
Monday was volleyball, but I didn't have any energy left over for anything else. :-)
Tuesday was supposed to be a run, but it was raining. I did go rock climbing at Dick's Sporting Goods. Nothing like being taunted by some blond dread locked waif of a girl that is belaying you while you struggle to get up their most difficult wall. Knowing she can scramble up with no effort all the way to the top. I'm lucky to make it half way. The other two are no problem though. Time to concentrate on that third one I suppose.
I hope to have a slideshow posted in a moment for my photoessay for the shitty blog survivor!
Have a GREAT day! Or just have a day.
~Mike
ps: What I look like with clipped head after run this morning...
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We went with meetin on a 3 hour tour. Kayaking that is, in Back Bay Wildlife Refuge. We did get lost. We had the threat of a storm. We had some shipwrecks, some by accident, some planned. We had an amazing amount of fun. After the festivities we went to Outback Steakhouse and then to one of the member's hot tubs! That rocked.
Monday was volleyball, but I didn't have any energy left over for anything else. :-)
Tuesday was supposed to be a run, but it was raining. I did go rock climbing at Dick's Sporting Goods. Nothing like being taunted by some blond dread locked waif of a girl that is belaying you while you struggle to get up their most difficult wall. Knowing she can scramble up with no effort all the way to the top. I'm lucky to make it half way. The other two are no problem though. Time to concentrate on that third one I suppose.
I hope to have a slideshow posted in a moment for my photoessay for the shitty blog survivor!
Have a GREAT day! Or just have a day.
~Mike
ps: What I look like with clipped head after run this morning...
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Another Poem
Tears of the Split-Apart
At first it seemed unfathomable,
There must be some cruel mistake,
Doing something this abominable,
I will not accept this twist of fate.
The act was real, calculated, and undoable,
As recognition dawns upon my face,
The pain crashes and washes unstoppable,
Cocooned in denial, my heart races.
The rain of tears, breath is impossible,
White hot pain as separation starts,
Dividing what was supposedly undividable,
Heaven floods with the tears of the split-apart.
At first it seemed unfathomable,
There must be some cruel mistake,
Doing something this abominable,
I will not accept this twist of fate.
The act was real, calculated, and undoable,
As recognition dawns upon my face,
The pain crashes and washes unstoppable,
Cocooned in denial, my heart races.
The rain of tears, breath is impossible,
White hot pain as separation starts,
Dividing what was supposedly undividable,
Heaven floods with the tears of the split-apart.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
My run
I did 6 miles this morning on the boardwalk in under an hour. That is the longest run I have ever attempted, and I did it. Aside from motivational issues along the way it really was no problem. Legs and everything felt fine. I adopted a new breathing pattern that has really helped my speed and distance I think. I inhale two or three very shallow breaths, the let it out in one smooth long breath. Instead of trying to fill my lungs to capacity, I am actually trying to use as little air as possible. Sounds strange right? What I believe has happened in the past is that I was using up so much energy just BREATHING, trying to take in as much air as I could. I have huge lungs. So it was my back and sides that bothered me most during aerobic exercise. Now I feel like I can just keep going and air is just not an issue. :-)
If you are planning on taking your children to the new Harry Potter movie this summer, an activity you may want to plan ahead is to have a couple of movie nights where you watch the first four leading up to the new one. Our Meetin group here has bee doing that and I thought it was a great idea. Something to break up the monotony of summer. :-)
Another idea is to let your children watch "The Bridge to Teribithia", only stop it at the end of the day at the museum. Trust me, you don't want to go past that. Then take your children to a state park or some wooded area and just watch their imaginations unfold, stretch their wings, and take flight.
~Mike
If you are planning on taking your children to the new Harry Potter movie this summer, an activity you may want to plan ahead is to have a couple of movie nights where you watch the first four leading up to the new one. Our Meetin group here has bee doing that and I thought it was a great idea. Something to break up the monotony of summer. :-)
Another idea is to let your children watch "The Bridge to Teribithia", only stop it at the end of the day at the museum. Trust me, you don't want to go past that. Then take your children to a state park or some wooded area and just watch their imaginations unfold, stretch their wings, and take flight.
~Mike
Freedom Writers
I just watched this movie. Seriously you should too. I'm going to buy it.
We are not unloved, unwanted, unteachable, untouchable, unreachable, or incapable.
We are not unloved, unwanted, unteachable, untouchable, unreachable, or incapable.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Notes to self....
Never run 4 miles just after downing a protein shake in June heat. I spent the last mile working really hard not to throw up. Running 8 - 10 minute miles though. Raining sweat. Wish I had someone to really work up a sweat with, seriously. :-) Chick that comment was for you... :-)
Sorry about some of the negative posts. Just bear with me ok? Between the lurker lately and the pictures I found this morning while pulling the RUSH pictures off it opened some wounds I wish like hell would heal.
Wish I could talk about my work more. There I'm very upbeat and really in my element. Scanning packets and alerts like the Matrix, tracking intruders through the network and across the globe, linking seemingly unrelated events together to reveal elaborate attacks and shutting them down, and forensically analyzing file systems for overt or covert evidence. I love to think well outside the box. You would be very surprised how much of your information is available for the asking with every connection you make, whether you think your are anonymous or not. Essentially nothing is protected on the Internet. ;-)
Ok, more to do! More later!
~Mike
Sorry about some of the negative posts. Just bear with me ok? Between the lurker lately and the pictures I found this morning while pulling the RUSH pictures off it opened some wounds I wish like hell would heal.
Wish I could talk about my work more. There I'm very upbeat and really in my element. Scanning packets and alerts like the Matrix, tracking intruders through the network and across the globe, linking seemingly unrelated events together to reveal elaborate attacks and shutting them down, and forensically analyzing file systems for overt or covert evidence. I love to think well outside the box. You would be very surprised how much of your information is available for the asking with every connection you make, whether you think your are anonymous or not. Essentially nothing is protected on the Internet. ;-)
Ok, more to do! More later!
~Mike
Stuff on my phone...
Been going through my phone to take off pictures, etc from last night....
1st things on the phone from March this year:
Deleted the pictures, but it is kind of like this...You just fell off a waterfall and crashed onto the rocks. Hard. Painful. Lost your partner and you feel like there is no hope. Then, she shows up, happy, hopeful. You try to patch your boat together and you get back on the water. The river picks up speed quickly, she jumps off and you go over the another waterfall, crash on the rocks. Hard. Painful. Drowning. You don't even want to be saved. Then she sends a picture to your phone as you are losing consciousness. She is beautiful, radiant, and she says "She thinks it will work out..." You grab hold of that hope and begin to float. She sends another picture and says "When the junk is tossed out." You begin to think, no problem, have no junk. Only, she is talking about her junk, and she won't toss it out. She wants to get back together, only, she is still dating and sleeping with other men even though she is telling you she is not. So maelstrom swallows your pride, your hope, everything, and fades to black. How can people seem so sincere and loyal, and still lie to your face, your heart, your soul. How can they seem like amazing people that you really want to be near, but poison you while smiling and telling you that they love you? How do they do this knowing there are six children's hearts and souls hanging on this too? Something I will obviously NEVER understand.
So, second thing:
What happens when a grandfather hands a nine year old his phone to play with? A phone with picture, video, and MMS capability? The nine year old makes a music video to send to his dad at work. :-) If you want to know what true love really is, ask or watch a child.
I'll link the video here just as soon as I figure out how to convert the format to something linkable/postable!
1st things on the phone from March this year:
Deleted the pictures, but it is kind of like this...You just fell off a waterfall and crashed onto the rocks. Hard. Painful. Lost your partner and you feel like there is no hope. Then, she shows up, happy, hopeful. You try to patch your boat together and you get back on the water. The river picks up speed quickly, she jumps off and you go over the another waterfall, crash on the rocks. Hard. Painful. Drowning. You don't even want to be saved. Then she sends a picture to your phone as you are losing consciousness. She is beautiful, radiant, and she says "She thinks it will work out..." You grab hold of that hope and begin to float. She sends another picture and says "When the junk is tossed out." You begin to think, no problem, have no junk. Only, she is talking about her junk, and she won't toss it out. She wants to get back together, only, she is still dating and sleeping with other men even though she is telling you she is not. So maelstrom swallows your pride, your hope, everything, and fades to black. How can people seem so sincere and loyal, and still lie to your face, your heart, your soul. How can they seem like amazing people that you really want to be near, but poison you while smiling and telling you that they love you? How do they do this knowing there are six children's hearts and souls hanging on this too? Something I will obviously NEVER understand.
So, second thing:
What happens when a grandfather hands a nine year old his phone to play with? A phone with picture, video, and MMS capability? The nine year old makes a music video to send to his dad at work. :-) If you want to know what true love really is, ask or watch a child.
I'll link the video here just as soon as I figure out how to convert the format to something linkable/postable!
RUSH
Was kickass. No opener. They played a great mix of the new, the old, and the stuff only Rush fans know about and enjoy. It was all just amazing music with nothing to detract from it. Three outstanding musicians doing something they obviously are masters at and enjoy.
To top it off, we had a limo take us there. The owner of the limo is a friend who is really funny, has been in the limo business a long time here, and is the one that picked up Rush from the airport. I'm saying that is the only way to go to a concert. :-)
Getting home at 4:30am has upset my time table for today. I'm off for a run now, then biking locally, then a big party! Oh, and I have to look at a house in between.
Friday, June 22, 2007
and....
I made it through the first round of the Shitty Blog Survivor contest!!!! Next task is a picture essay of the activities I've been up to while on the Island. Totally was looking for a photo assignment! It also means a picture of the head is coming soon.
"Better Than Me" By Hinder
I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)
Song that mirrors a post I did a while back.....
"Hands" by Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands
"Better Than Me" By Hinder
I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)
Song that mirrors a post I did a while back.....
"Hands" by Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands
Another Weekend!
WooHoo!
Going to the Rush concert tonight with some great friends!
Running tomorrow morning early and heading to York River State Park for some biking. There is a big party Saturday night, but I don't know how long I will be there. High School graduation party for a friends niece, and not really my thing. It will be fun though.
Another early morning run Sunday, kayaking, and we'll see after that!
It's been a busy week at work and at home. Volleyball, dodgeball, houses, closed down a club with a great band and pool one night. Dodgeball was a blast last night!
I'm looking for a group that plays Ultimate. I think there may be one in Norfolk that plays Sunday afternoons.
Have a great weekend everyone!
~Mike
Going to the Rush concert tonight with some great friends!
Running tomorrow morning early and heading to York River State Park for some biking. There is a big party Saturday night, but I don't know how long I will be there. High School graduation party for a friends niece, and not really my thing. It will be fun though.
Another early morning run Sunday, kayaking, and we'll see after that!
It's been a busy week at work and at home. Volleyball, dodgeball, houses, closed down a club with a great band and pool one night. Dodgeball was a blast last night!
I'm looking for a group that plays Ultimate. I think there may be one in Norfolk that plays Sunday afternoons.
Have a great weekend everyone!
~Mike
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