Today, it has been 7 years since my dad died.

It's weird because it feels like last week that he died, but also feels like a hell of a lot longer than 7 years. I suppose the amount of crazy shit that has happened since he died makes it feel like a longer time.

I dunno! It is what it is. I just hope the crap that has gone on didn't make my dad do a head desk (or 80) wherever he may be.

Fortunately, the bullshit is minimal these days. Maybe my dad is doing that "fuck yeah" meme thing now, haha.


I'm going to go ahead and say yes, my dad is doing that now. :)

I was unable to take any pictures at the race on Sunday. I was BUSY the whole dang time! I didn't even go to the bathroom. I drank 1 Amp. I let a beer get warm in my backpack! Aaaahhh!

I took a few janky pictures at the end, just of the park. No race action.

This guy took some awesome photos, though! Check them out! http://primaloutdoorsmagazine.com/2012/05/21/gowdy-grinder-mountain-bike-race-photos/

Woot.

The race went well. We had some computer issues, but that was about it. Afterwards, Seth and I grabbed a beer at the Library and then went to hang out with our friend Jeff. We went to Stink Lake Park and tossed tennis balls for his dog. I played a little self-soccer and passed with Seth. Seth and Jeff played catch. It was awesome. So Sunday was a very leet day!

The next race is the first Series race on June 19th. Then the Dead Dog is the 23-24th of June. THEN the next Series race is the 26th. Haha, busy fuckin' week right thurr!

I made a Tumblr post: http://highplainsflotsam.tumblr.com/post/23353950000/getting-ready-for-the-gowdy-grinder-tomorrow

And I can't be arsed to put that link in a nice html thinger. Haha.

I made an LJ icon out of the Dead Dog Classic logo thinger! It's pretty hardcore, as you can see.

By the end of June, that image is going to haunt my dreams and the insides of my eyelids.

Good thing it makes me feel brazen! And leet!

Here is a Tumblr post with pictures of Herm: http://highplainsflotsam.tumblr.com/post/22752227219/photo-shoot-with-herm-on-the-lawn-tonight

( And here are some flowers! )

I am no longer Douchey McNojob! I get to work for AmeriCorps and the Laramie BikeNet! I will be finding and organizing volunteers for the Dead Dog Classic stage race. Also I will be doing the Laramie Mountain Bike Series as well. So my June just exploded into a thousand bike race number confetti bits, lol. And this month might be nuts, too. I have an orientation tomorrow. Whew!

So I am very excited to get to help with these things. And make some fat stacks. And be a very busy little bee. The BikeNet office is in a creepy-ass old building that used to be a hospital. That will be scary and add some spice to my life!

Thanks to everyone who crossed their fingers for me, or wished me to break a leg. Har. I appreciate the good vibes very much, and they weren't in vain. Thaaaaank goodness.

Onward!

I went to the library the other day to scoop up some new reading material. I noticed a nice cover in the new arrivals section. I read the blurb and saw that this book takes place at Fort Laramie and the author lady is from Wyoming. Sweet! The book is a romance novel and I don't read too many of those, but I can really get behind historical fiction.

So I start reading this book. It's over 400 pages long, but it reads like a breeze! The story was interesting enough. I noticed that the main character prayed a lot and thought about God often. Fine, whatever, I do the same. Last night I got to page 300-ish. And for a couple pages it's been nothing but CHOOSE JESUS, GET SAVED! stuff. It's really off-putting because it doesn't have much of anything to do with the story. :/ It's like the author is trying to convert readers, not the characters doing character things. haha.

I looked up the author on the library's site. Turns out she writes mostly Christian fiction. So this new novel of hers is that, but hidden under a cloak of romance and the Wild West. I was thinking about reading her other books, but after last night, nah. It just felt so janky to get the missionary speech right when the plot was heating up!

I do plan on finishing this book since I'm almost done. But damn. I just had to bitch about this on LJ.

Several nights ago, Seth and I had a weird-ass conversation while getting ready for bed. It has resulted in this question for all you Sportsfans out there:

What would you do if your partner pooped the bed on purpose?

In the hypothetical scenario, it is just one time. You are in bed with the person pooping in bed. You know for a fact they did it on purpose, not because of illness or a mental lapse or random accident. They have not offered to clean it up. It is fairly late at night (midnight) on a weekday, when one of both of you have things to do in the morning.

Please answer in a comment, if you want to answer this ridiculous question. Haha. I had to post this once LJ came back up because it is a great way to slack off on doing something very important. More on that later, I hope!

A few weeks ago, Seth and I started watching Breaking Bad on Netflix. I know plenty of people who OMGFUCKING LOOOOOOVE that show, so I figured it would be worth a watch.

Those people are correct. It is awesome. This show blows my mind! We were about midway through Season 2 last night and now we are on the second ep of Season 3, haha.

The best part of the show, to me, is Bryan Cranston. That man. He has many acting skills. Holy shit. I watched a lot of Malcolm in the Middle when I was younger, and I always loved Hal! Now to see Bryan Cranston as Walt...shit. His range is amazing! And he started acting after college! I want to get acting lessons from him. He is the shizznitabang. Plus he directs Breaking Bad. What a badass.

Thinking about Bryan Cranston and how good of an actor he is has gotten me thinking about my own theatre past. Shit, the network that Breaking Bad is on gave me a scholarship! When I was in high school, I always thought it was stupid that people say that older people are inherently more apt to take more roles. Now that I am older, I have to agree. Life experiences are pretty valuable tools for acting. Man, I didn't know jack-shit when I was 16. :)

Perhaps I will get some Bryan Cranston good fortune and do some more acting as an older person. *fingers crossed*

The rhubarb plant is starting to come up already! This excites me, I plan to make rhubarb pies again this summer. Our friend Kyle had his first strawberry rhubarb pie ever last year (that I made, hrm hrm) and he LOVED it so I am going to make one for his birthday this summer. I make serious pie.



I took a few pictures of the sun setting from our alley:


You can see a wee slice of Medicine Bow Peak!