Thursday, September 28, 2006

Summer Photo Essay, Part 1

Wow, I had a fantastically awesome Summer. And I only left the province once!

Rocky Point
Lindsey and I came across this sign after we had already walked for a half hour. It was dusk. Lucky for us, we know how to sing and clap a lot!


The Barn
We visited these little kittens nearly every week until they got big enough to be sent to new homes. So Cute!


Harris Road Park
This is a trap. I am about to walk into it. But I didn't, because I was the one who set the trap.


April's House
I did way too much house-sitting this Summer. This was the first one, so Lindsey, Heather, Wayne and I made an awesome potluck dinner. So good in fact, that it needed a picture. Chicken Asparagus, Roasted Potatos and Caeser Salad. This was the only "In House" potluck of the Summer.


Columbia Beach, Vancouver Island
Can the sunset BE anymore fantastic? That's drastic fantastic, folks.



Brooksfield Farm
Hayride! Need I say more? How about... Heather got to drive the tractor!


Maple Ridge ACT
Well Hello there, Lord Stanley. Comin' this way again anytime soon? No, I didn't think so either.



Giggle Ridge, Cultus Lake
This mini golf course was possibly the best mini golf course Lindsey and I have ever been to. Seriously.

Next time...
Weddings and Field Trips!

Friday, September 15, 2006

Shove this down your Gorge!

On Labour Day weekend I took a road trip. I drove all the way down to The Gorge in WA, so that three lovely ladies could see Dave Matthews in concert.

The adventures have already been chronicled for you, hence the title of this blog.
here ... That's All She Wrote
and here ... don't tell me you don't know
and also mentioned briefly here ... Pretty Much Life the Universe and Everything, but she just says to read Heather's post.

The weekend was non-stop travel for me. I was moving and shaking all over the place, except when I was driving and my butt cheek was falling asleep. There's only so many different positions one can shift one's behind when driving the Washington Interstates. But I digress...

My concert experience was unique. I drove the three girls down knowing full well that I wasn't getting into the concert. They had already purchased their tickets months ago and I had really only just arrived on the picture. Tickets were still available, but my love for Dave Matthews does not extend past $80. In fact, it only ranks a $40. Scalpers at the concert wanted $100US.

At the concert, while the girls safely descended into the Gorge, I hung out in the parking field (it wasn't a "lot", it was a large grassy field). I had no idea that there was such activity in concert parking! People on each side of me were "tailgating" by either drinking or playing Cribbage. Since neither of these things were holding my interest I instead paid more attention to the guy across the way who was jamming out Dave Matthews songs on his acoustic guitar. I don't know much about guitar, but I know that Dave Matthews songs are really hard to play! And this guy was good.

After everyone had left, apparently they were uninterested in the opening set, I decided that I would move in closer to the entrance and prepare to listen to the concert from there. I expected to sit on my Mexico blanket and listen to the concert by myself, because the parking field was quite deserted at that point.
Instead, I found myself talking to some 41 year old guy named Pat who was obviously sauced to the gills. He said he just wanted to get effed up and try and sneak into the concert. Pat was friendly enough, and we chatted a bit during Mr. Matthews' set. We talked about all kinds of things. Music, great guitars, his wasted youth, how much we loved Canada. Pat was American, but he was a nice enough guy that I thought, 'Hey, it can't hurt to hang out with this guy, he obviously doesn't want to harm me'. In fact he even brought me a beer from his car.
Pat disappeared into the thousands of parked cars before the concert ended, so I have no idea what mischief he may have gotten himself into.

Nice guy, even if he was a bit drunk and weirdy.

After the 3 hour concert we drove the long way home, trying to find food before we returned to our campsite.

And that's how I almost saw Dave Matthews at the Gorge. Maybe next time he rolls through I'll actually pay to go see him.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Good to go like Dynamo

Alright, alright already. I know, it's been a few weeks since my last post. I've got a lot of good post ideas, but they always seem to come to me while I'm driving. It's a little difficult to jot down notes to yourself while driving, even for me. Stay tuned, I promise the next post will come sooner rather than later.

Here are some of the things I want to post about eventually...
- Why Justice League Unlimited is blow-your-mind awesome.
- What I did on my Summer vacation, a photo essay
- How I almost saw Dave Matthews at The Gorge
- Why I love driving everywhere, even though gas is ridiculously expensive
- How spending time away from the computer is a good thing. It gets you all kinds of awesome, including a girlfriend. :-)
- New music I found during the Summer including some of the songlists for mixes I made
- Great running-low-on-cash date ideas


My Summer of Mayhem has come to a close, but now Fall is upon me. This means my schedule becomes a nightmare. I managed to pick up another job this Summer. That puts the total job count at 3. Add to that all the babysitting, the Church functions, the weddings, and everything in between, and you have one busy Mike H.
Thankfully, Fall brings with it some sense of stability as far as the weekdays go. (Weekdays = Work.) I just have to get through the training for the other job, and then I'll be good to go like dynamo.

ALSO

Hockey season starts soon. Not soon enough mind you, but it's in the air. I can't wait! (Too bad pre-season always sucks.)