New York, New York

Well its been a hot week. Last weekend was a nice weekend at the cabin. My bro and the rugrats were there. Fishing wasnt awesome but it was decent. Best fish of the weekend were a 18 inch delicious bass by me and a 14 inch crappy by my bro. Smatterings of decent northerns thrown in. I think everyone had fun. The cabin is now sporting a new spiffy dock. It will be nice to arrive at spring and not have a dock under water. Of course it means getting the dock in and out in spring/fall.

Busted a spoke on my wheel last night on the ride home. It led to a series of unfortunate events. First having to ride into Hopkins, to catch a bus, with my tire rubbing severy(a problem with having such few spokes on my wheel). Waiting at the bus stop to have the bus drive right by me. Leading me to believe that busses don't think people with bikes need rides. Getting on the bus, which was packed, to ride to the hennipin bus station. I felt like I was in a scene of a movie when a drunk patron got on the bus and started staring at a 20 something woman. Who with all her sister power starting yelling at the drunk asking why he was in her space. Now I understand the womens perspective but on a crowded bus no one really has space. Also I think she went a little over the top in her response so everyone in a small city could hear her. She then yelled at the bus driver to get the guy off the bus because he was a problem. I didn't know staring at someone could get you thrown off a bus but apparently it can. He did say something about her reminding him of a stripper as he left. I couldnt decide if that was funny or a good reason to throw him off the bus. Maybe Im being lame but I felt kind of bad for him. I then decided to walk a few block to where koogs was coming to pick me up. During this time my bike wheel was not turning from the broken spoke. It rubbed so much that it blew my back tire causing a load gun shot like noise, causing several people around me to, I kid you not, duck for cover. Then we went to Pizza Luce for some slices of 'za and all was good.

Soccer game at 6 and a softball game at 610. Cant really decide which one if either I want to go to. Anyway off to New York to take in some baseball. Gonna try and run while I am there. Starting to get nervouse about this triathalon I have in a monthish time.

Way to funny

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7CCga0nbG8

Testing

Testing.....testing

Coach I gotta groin....

Well after saying how I thought stretching was over rated and that it is mostly genetic. My very well laid out experiment in this entails me and Koogs. Lots of subjects..good control..Id say all in all the best put together research I have ever seen. My case is that Koogs stretches more then a cat and isnt all the flexible. Where I never stretch and am strangley enough very flexible. So Murphy's law caught up with me and I tweaked my groin last night playing soccer. It was right at the end. Some might say it occured because it was 90+ degrees out and I had been playing soccer for over 2 hours. Other's may say it was because the ground is as hard and dry as cement. Me I am sticking with Murphy's Law. It is nothing really serious as I was able to ride the bike to work today but it isnt the most comfortable thing.

Looking forward to a weekend at home with not nothing really planned to do.

Tired!

So Chicago was fun. Not as fun as I thought it would be. Maybe that started because Koogs was delayed 4 hours or so on her flight from Detriot to Chicago. We then missed our pizza night on friday and settled for some last minute burritos at 1 am before arriving at the rents house. Then on Saturday when we ordered deep dish pizza we got stuffed pizza. Was still good but not what was expected. The wedding reception was kinda of just like a little house party. Which is nice but was expecting a little more.

Went fishing last weekend at koogs place with some friends from abroad. Was really fun. Weather was great and the fishing on Saturday night was out of this world. I was catching a fish once every 3 casts and were not talking blue gills here either. Was great. I used Chad's fly road to set the record for the smalles fish...3 1/4 inches. Sweet.

Havent been sleeping well. I thought maybe it was the heat but we put the window unit in our bedroom and that didnt work either.

Chicago or bust

Off to Chicago this weekend to Celebrate Mark P's wedding. Hard to believe he finally did it but he did. Really looking forward to some deep dish pizza....Oh yea.....