Second Second

I did not get first in the rib eating contest; a young man bested me by three or four ribs. I did, however, finish ahead of my rival from last year. In the first round, I breezed through getting to a second set of ribs with little to worry. I sat back and let the time finish out. The two time defending champion and I were sure of victory as we were the only ones to finish a full set in the opening round. In fact, the kid who ended up winning was the last and questionable selection from the first heat. It appeared to the crowd that the man sitting next to him was ahead in ribs and had them cleaned. That is of little concern to me, as that kid was the only one to reach a second set of ribs in the final round.

I came to the table prepared to take the crown. I was placed next to the defending champion and that would help me keep my pace. I beat him through the first rib. I saw him throw down a rib that was counted and saw how much I would have to eat to make one count. That helped as it had been cleaning to the bone. I raced through several bones to be just ahead of the defending champion. Then the defending champion stood up, much like he did when I was ahead last year, but this time he reeled toward the trash can next to him. He coughed once and returned to face the table. He coughed several more times spraying food over an opponent and me. I paused briefly as I thought of the nastiness of the situation then continued to chew. I would not be denied. As the last minute was being called I was ahead and sure of victory. Or so I had thought. I was informed that there was someone in their second box. I hurried to keep pace. I kept asking for a second set only to be denied. With time dwindling I would rush to take a bite or two and request only to be told to go back. Time was called. There was no question who had won. The kid was the only one to reach his second set. I was awarded second, one place in front of the defending champion who was still a bone behind me.

If I am around for next year's contest I will participate. I cannot leave without getting first place.

Until tomorrow, may you obtain what you seek.

Skate

Rib Eating Contest

I have waited for this event since last years epic battle. This time I will not leave any doubt as to who the winner is. I have prepared my stomach for a massive intake of ribs. Now all I need is to focus and chow down.

Until next time, may you be witness to the victory at hand.

Skate

Morons and Idiots

I have plenty of other things to write about, but on my way home from being a test proctor I witnessed something that irks me. Morons and idiots. I do have a little bit of road rage in me. Most of the rage is sparked by people who cannot drive properly. The other portion is motorcycle drivers who do not wear proper protective equipment.

The One will tell you that I will shake my head and sometimes even shout at the ones without helmets. I never fail at noticing them as they go by. At the very minimum bikers should have a helmet secured to their noggin. I will still shake my head at the ones who wear their helmet but insist on riding with shorts and sandals.

I find it mind boggling that people would take that risk. I do not care if you are an experienced rider or just going down the street. People are bad drivers. If you are on a residential street people might be backing out and not paying attention. Kids might run across in front of you requiring you to maneuver quickly. If you are on a city street or highway, between how fast you are going and the amount of vehicles and other idiot drivers out there you are in danger. People in cars at least have the car to offer some protection. Bikers have nothing if they wear nothing. One unexpected pot hole, one teenager texting while driving, one person changing lanes and not paying attention and a biker can be dead.

I cannot fathom why someone would not wear their protective equipment. I wear my helmet when I go bicycle riding!

The person I passed on my way home was at least wearing a leather jacket, jeans and boots. He was not wearing a helmet. Of course I scoffed at him as we were at a stop light. Then I saw him raise his hand up to his mouth and take a puff of a cigarette. Really?!?!? He was smoking a cigarette while riding a motorcycle? What on earth could he be thinking? How did that ever come across as a good idea? There he was as the light turned green, he returned the cigarette to his mouth and began to ride. I was dumbfounded.

Until tomorrow, may you not be a moron or an idiot.

Skate

No More Pup

The One is going to be emotional over the next couple of days. She will hand over Dog for her surgery this afternoon and we will not get her back until Friday. It is a routine spaying and one year old shots, so I am not too worried.

This will officially mark Dog as a grown dog and no longer the pup she is. My only worry would be that this surgery will change her demeanor. We love her for who she is, and while calming her down a little would be nice, a complete changeover would not.

Until tomorrow, may you find comfort when handing over something you love.

Skate

Rise Together

After the fourth loss in five games the Thunder have locked up the eighth seed in the Western Conference and will face the Lakers in the first round.

Bring it.

It will not be an easy series, but the whole world will be watching. All it will take is one close game for people to take notice. I want them to win. I believe they can win. And you better believe I will be looking for tickets.

Until tomorrow, may you feel strongest during the most trying of times.

Skate

Wonderful Weekend

This weekend was quite the weekend. My day off Friday started off relaxing, then turned to excitement. The One, TeeHee, and I met up with my friend Mac to go catch the Thunder game. It was an awesome time, I won another T-shirt. The Thunder won! Afterwards we hung around downtown and enjoyed each other's company. It was a great time. Thank you Mac for traveling up here!

Saturday started off just as relaxing. The One and I went to work function and other than service complaints I cannot complain too much. It was free food and drinks, some light entertainment, and I won $20. Still, I left with a bitter taste in my mouth over the way they were treating significant others after they told us to invite them. After the work function we headed over to a local bar for Blu's birthday. We missed the surprise portion, but we still said surprise on our way in. It was another great time.

Sunday was spent relaxing for most of the day on my part. The One started up yard work and the front is very clean cut. Our backyard jungle will be waiting until next weekend if the weather holds out. The Thunder did lose last night which did not make heading for bed a happy adventure. That was until The One popped out a book and read aloud a couple of chapters. It was a wonderful way to end a wonderful weekend. I really do not want to return to work.

Until tomorrow, may your week be relaxing.

Skate

Ah, Friday

I love it when I wake up on a weekday and I do not have to go into work. I took another day off. It seems I have been away from work as much as I have been to work. The One has off today as well which is a double delight. We are headed to the Thunder game tonight. It should be an exciting game that I hope the Thunder pull out after two devastating losses. Now that the playoffs are guaranteed we want to make sure we get a seed that would be beneficial. We do not want the number eight seed as we would face the Lakers.

Until next time, Thunder Up!

Skate