The scale read 199.8 this morning. I am sure my weekend’s indulgences along with a lack of a proper exercise routine has little to do with this.
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
I have the choice of being right or being human.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
In Castleberry Hill No On Can See Me Park
Friday night I had a plan. The plan was to go to Castleberry Hill and attend the Atlanta Photography Exhibit. What I failed to remember was that on Friday night there was also a Art Stroll, as well as some other activities, going on in Castleberry Hill and that parking would be almost non-existent. I drove around for about five minutes, threw my hands in the air in disgust, and then returned to East Atlanta where I hooked up with some of the EAV Buzzers for happy hour.
In Dafur No One Hears You Scream
On Saturday night I met up with my friend Stacy for some delicious Fox Bros BBQ before we wound our way through Inman Park Festival roadblocks in order to get to the Horizon Theatre to see “In Dafur.”
“In Dafur” is not what one would consider to be a “feel good” play. The play is about the genocide which occurred in Dafur and one New York Times writer’s attempts to get story about it published. While “In Dafur” won’t go down as my favorite play seen at Horizon I thought that it was ably acted and presented a powerful message.
ITP Flickr Pic
Here is the only photo I took all weekend. At the Edgewood Retail District Target yesterday morning there were Wiis in stock.
fwiw- I did not buy one.
No Time For Hashing, There Was Brisket In My Future
This morning’s mild hangover is a product of a wonderful dinner party in East Atlanta that I attended last night. The occasion for the party was the smoking of two beef briskets by EAVer BBQ Steve. To do my part I brought a batch of Alton Brown’s Baked Beans that I cooked for eight hours yesterday. I was pretty pleased with my work and the beans seemed to be enjoyed by others (who eat meat because you know there was bacon in them).
I Must Just Love Giving Money Away
This weekend I was revisiting my car rental options for my August trip to Colorado. Not remembering my exact travel dates I pulled up my flight itinerary. Much to my surprise and dismay according to the itinerary I incorrectly booked my return flight. The return date that my itinerary showed was before the hashing weekend which precipitated this trip. Nothing like make a $75, the cost of flight changing with Delta, mistake. Dangen!
Since I Get No Costello I’ll Settle For Bejar
Tonight I was supposed to be headed to the Tabernacle to see Elvis Costello — that was until the tornado damaged the building thus canceling the show. Tonight I’ll be headed to The EARL to see Dan Bejar’s band Destroyer instead. This of course will be happening after I do a run tonight because my weight does seem to want to take itself off with out exercise. Dangen!
If you are looking for some music action tonight but are not a fan of Bejar’s sound you could go over the < ahref="http://www.lennysbar.com" target="_blank">Lenny’s for the Jay Reatard show.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – funky and not in a good way
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing The Mountain Goats — “Sax Rahem #1”
Website Of The Day – Tired of getting your email inbox spammed? Give Mailinator a shot.
Exercise (b)Log – running/walking, 8 miles
Monthly Foot Mileage – 56.5 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
Monthly Marta Rides – 6
Monday Morning Weigh-In – 200 pounds
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 29 (29)
April Goals
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride no fewer than 100 road miles
3) Ride Marta no fewer than ten times (five round-trips)
4) Read at least one book
5) Make my bed every day
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
what – no mention up above that Bob & Laura did finally have a baby boy Friday evening? For enquiring minds…… Travis Robert Knoll was born at 6:25PM by c-section. I don’t remember weights and lengths, but he is a normal size.
Let them start their own blog! 😉 I seem to remember 6 pounds, 9 ounces (the numbers alone are memorable) and I think he’s about 4 foot, 3 inches (okay I have no idea about his height).
Congrats to them, who won’t read this space for some time I’ll assume. Welcome to the next 18 years of responsibility!
Oh no no no, don’t point out things like 6 and 9 numbers, ITP! We have yet to name this hash baby, don’t we? 🙂 (though I do like Bag of Tricks)
I think I enjoyed “In Darfur” more than I thought I would. I think the acting was amazing; especially the woman who played Hawa. I was also amazed that it went by so quickly — usually after drinking that much water at dinner, coupled with the fact that there was no intermission, leaves me literally on the edge of my seat waiting to dash out asap to the ladies’ room.
What ITP also failed to mention is that he had the LUCK OF THE PARKING GODS on Saturday! As I pulled up to Fox Bros., I saw the lot and didn’t even bother pulling in, opting for a spot up the street. Paulie? Front row. Again, at the theater. Inman Park’s festival’s closed streets had me trying to find my way into the Horizon lot and, when I finally did, there was Paulie — yup — front row again! What th–?! So not fair! 🙂 (especially in the pouring rain!)
Whoo hoo! More hash babies! Ink Spot will have lots of dating options in a few years 🙂
Yes, the parking gods were on my side that night. Perhaps it was because I had taken Marta for three days? 🙂
Note: I did not take mass transit today, nor will I probably tomorrow.
Do we have an update on Trick and Bag o’ Tricks? I understood that they finally had to go in after him on Friday evening, which was unexpected. Apparently, he didn’t get the memo about arriving on time.
Congratulations to all!!
-FP
@Size: You sure you want your darling daughter dating hash men? I realize that a handful of you here are hashweds but the odds still seem low to me. 🙂
@Steve: Bag o’ Tricks was in NCIU (I don’t know what it stands for but that’s what Bob said). From what I understand, as of yesterday both were doing well.
Newborn Intensive Care Unit or NICU is the term. Anna/Little Smokey was in there for a week because she too was late and there were delivery complications. Sometimes when they are late they think they are “out” and start breathing and pooping which obviously causes complications.
Hash babies have to take the shiggy way out I ‘spose. Ink Spot was breech so we had to go in and get her too.
>so we had to go in and get her too.
and the circle is complete…we have to do that now for Hired!
Wow did you miss some fun in the rain this morning. Day One of BootCamp/diet, yuck! Can you believe these fools don’t want me to drink beer for 30 days (I swear Slopes shot me a look when that came up)! ha!
Remember what happened when I tried to go dry….
That Slopes, I don’t know how she stays so thin? She stood among us while we drank beer and did not have a single one herself. Not once did she walk anywhere to get a refill! How does she keep the weight off?
Hey- I was looking at your EAV Buzzers pics. Do you guys know a chick named Amy? She’s a photographer in East Atlanta…I haven’t seen her in ages. We went to high school together and I think I saw her in one of Martha’s photos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/atlantaboiler/2449019468/
Hmmm…
-T(SW)
Yes, her name is Amy (at least I think it is).
>Remember what happened when I tried to go dry….
No, I’m sure its a repressed memory.
>does she keep the weight off
Dragging a passed out RatPack from the car? Can’t trust those Canadians
@ Teri: I do believe that girl’s name is Amy.
Ha! Next time you see her, tell her you know me. She knows where all the bodies are buried ;)! Would be cool to see her again…
@Martha: I now possess 9.95 fingers thanks to sobriety.
@Terri: Will do. Should I pass along an email address or mention Facebook?
I’ve been in touch with her over MySpace, but that was a while ago. We’ve never had a chance to get together…various and sundry reasons. Kinda hoping I would run into her somewhere…I just need to be more proactive and less socially-awkward :D.
Hey everybody! Paul, I’m gonna hijack your blog for a minute, sorry.
Travis was born on Friday at 6:25 by c-section, apparently he was trying to come out face first. 4 hours of pushing just couldn’t get it done so they had to go in. He was in the NICU all weekend but things are looking really good. They have lowered his dose of antibiotics so he is not attached to the IV drip any more. He is doing so well that he will be taking his first trip out of the ICU today at noon for his feeding in Laura’s room (yay!).
Laura is doing really good too, she has been up and around and we walk down to the NICU every 3 hours to feed Travis.
Here is a photo of the little guy.
http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x189/rknoll789/Travis/Travis007.jpg
WOOT!!!
Good work Laura (you too, Bob)
-FP
Congrats!
Hijack my blog? I’ve never heard such a thing! This is INCONCEIVABLE!
Hash babies just can’t go through the tunnel the normal way can they! Congrats!
INCONCEIVABLE! I don’t think that means what you think it means. (my favorite movie line.)
Congrats Bob and Trick on the arrival of the little BO’T. He’s adorable.
In the interest of continuing the blog hijacking, let me add my congratulations to Bob and Laura on the arrival of the little Bag O’ Tricks!!! Way to go!
-Randy