Sunday postage...

Remember, just because you have a stripper name doesn't mean you have to grow up to be a stripper. ~ Earl Hickey

Yesterday: Run - New WestMag Trails, 1 hour 45 minutes
Today: Lumberjackin' - House, 2 hours
Tomorrow: Hike

Still a bit buried with work but got out for a run with Brad and Jess yesterday to check out the Fall colors and some new trails on WestMag. Then we hit up the buffet at Kathmandu and chowed down.

It was perfect Fall weather... sunny with a storm pending. We started on a fairly standard loop but soon discovered a new trail which none of us had ever been on before. It lead up to a network of other un-charted trails (by me, anyway). Definitely putting this on my list of places to explore. (Check out the gallery.)

Once we topped out, we headed West and back down to a junction of the trail on which we started so we ran back toward the Habitrail where we ran into a client, Derek, who was missing his dog, Greta. Apparently, she had taken off after something and was MIA. We spun back around on the Habitrail and bailed at the second road crossing only to run into Derek again, with Greta in tow! It started raining just as we finished up then we headed to Kathmandu for their lunch buffet. Normally, I am not much of a buffet guy but Kathmandu pretty much rules so I overlook the gnarly aspects of the whole buffet system. Anything that requires sneeze guards makes me nervous.

Today I did some more work on our trees and took two more trailer-loads to the slash pit. There are probably 10 more to go, slowly but surely getting there.

If you haven't checked out My Name is Earl, give it a whirl. Decent TV.

I am planning to head over to Winter Park on Wednesday to play a round of golf with my pops. Apparently, they got about 3 inches of snow last night (yes!) but it will surely be gone by Wednesday. Rach and I will probably head over in the morning, hang out with the 'rents then jam back that evening to take care of the critters. Will keep you posted on that.

Take it sleazy.

~stubert.

I have cubicle butt...

An historic event, Stus outdoors.

It buurrrnnses!~ Gollum

Yesterday: Run - Neighborhood, 1 hour 15
Today: Sat on my ass
Tomorrow: Work and then something outdoors

I think that the outside still exists though I didn't see it today. Man, I'll be happy when this crunch is over. Quintess is keeping me busy like crazy plus I am working three other deadlines. It pays the bills. The last time I actually got out and about for a substantial period of time (other than lumberjacking days), was with Luke 2 weeks ago. He wasn't feeling super red hot but I did take a couple of cool shots of him while running along the Switzerland Trail. Good times.

Yesterday, I did tear myself away from the computer for about an hour for a nice run in the woods around the casa. I have been trying to figure out how to run faster with less effort but the combination of not getting out regularly and not eating lunch made for only about an hour or so of this working well, then I kindof ran out of steam. Fun run though. The trees up here are amazing right now.

Have I mentioned lately how much ass Rach kicks? She not only makes me amazing meals that are as beautiful as they are tasty, but ran a couple of important errands for me yesterday which saved me hours of frustration and drive time. How much does THAT rule? She is on her way home from delivering some bunnies in Aurora or somewhere so I am looking forward to getting to kick it with her for a little while.

I haven't had time to watch any movies lately though we have been watching the second season of My Name is Earl. Funny stuff. Pretty lowbrow but sometimes that hits the spot.

Ok, I have to go take a shower as I smell like a goat for some reason. Actually, that is offensive to goats. Sorry guys.

~stubert.

Too much, too soon...

"Leafers!" ~ Peter Griffin

Yesterday: Hike - Raccoon Trail, 1 hour
Today: Work
Tomorrow: Hike

Still swamped with work. What else is new? At least Rach is making me get out of the house for hikes. Gotta love that.

I also took some time yesterday to continue chopping down trees. I am almost done with this project and man, lumberjacking is hard work. Glad I don't have to do that every day. I probably have another 5-7 large trees to drop and a bunch more smaller ones. Slowly but surely getting it done.

We were hoping to do a Fall Colors run this weekend up on the Leadville course but time simply didn't permit. I am guessing next weekend will be the last chance to get peak colors so we'll try to make it happen then. I have 4 projects due by the 1st though so I am not sure I'll be able to get away.

Gotta jam back to work.

~stubert.

Risky business...

Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it and you'll ask yourself, "Where is my mind?" ~ The Pixies

Yesterday: Hike - Coyote Trail, 1 hour
Today: Run - Neighborhood, 1 hour
Tomorrow: ???

At what point does sitting in front of a computer for days on end become riskier than some of the crap I do outdoors on any given weekend? When every day is Sunday, are weekends even relevant anymore? Probably not when you work through them. Oh well. Make hay while the sun's out.

Busy busy busy. We are in serious crunch mode right now with three (Three? Maybe four, I've lost track.) deadlines looming at the end of the month. October is lining up to be more of the same and that is good for sure. I would rather be way too busy than sitting around staring at the cats. All in all, things are good. Hectic, but good. I am managing to pry myself away from the computer from time to time and so I really can't complain.

Movie stuff: I actually took a couple hours off last night because my brain was leaking out of my ears and watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. It seems that they are starting to figure these out as this was significantly less painful than the first two. I think the kids are actually figuring out how to act. Which is nice. I might actually recommend this one to you. A little slap-sticky at times but otherwise not too bad.

Speaking of prying myself away, I am going to go run.

Maybe it's just me...

You ever get that panicky feeling that your toenail is about to fall off as you walk across the supermarket parking lot carrying a chainsaw because it is rubbing all weird on your flipflop? The toenail rubbing, not the chainsaw.

Me neither.

~stubert.