Ordered by the C.Justice, at thirty minutes before close of business on Thursday, to write a brief due at 10 a.m. the following holiday. Fun times.
Became the proud custodian of a couple gazillion tons of frozen albacore.
Saw a sea turtle.
Saw a boat of Indonesian fisherman plot to kill said turtle.
Saw jellyfish.
Road my motorcycle, in the rain, and didn't care, because it was Good Friday and I had just put in 17 work hours over the past 24 hours.
Ate at Carls Jr.
Arrived home to a wife that thought we were going out to eat. Also, there were a handful of sweaty Samoan kids laying on my couch.
Ate at Carls Jr. again. This time, with more noise.
Cleaned the sweaty couch.
Watched a really bad Spike Lee movie.
Slept.
Took Colt to a track meet.
Planned on running the one mile event. It wasn't offered.
We signed up for the 800m instead.
It never took place.
Flashed by a fa'fa'. Ugh.
Watched a 12 yr old boy narrowly miss getting impaled by a javelin.
Colt won $2.50 and some peanut M&Ms for outrunning some 8 yr olds. Sometimes it pays to be short.
We ate Dickie Dogs.
We tried to catch a bus.
A friend whose name I can't remember picked us up, instead. Some friend huh?
Read. Too hot to read more than 30 minutes.
Swam with the kids at the local hotel pool.
Used swim goggles for the first time ever.
Saw nasty junk everywhere in the pool.
Took goggles off. Ignorance is bliss.
Picked up new babysitter.
Explained rules of the house. Don't steal wedding rings. Don't look at naked guys or girls on the internet. Bedtime is at 8 p.m.
Took Jaime on a date.
Listened to a live band. Same set we've heard the past four weeks in a row. Same jokes too.
Returned home. Wedding ring in place. Internet untouched. Job well done. Bonus cash distributed.
Gave money to Jaime to pay for Samoan family's medical expenses.
Waited for Jaime to return from taking Samoan family to the hospital.
Watched re-run of the David Tua fight. Watched 5 commercials replayed 500 times. Listened to B.Hyman mispronounce "Pago" despite the fact he's lived here 500 years.
Slept.
Woke up at 5:30.
Hid junk food filled eggs from kids and dogs.
Note to self... dogs seem to prefer pink eggs filled with Snickers. So do kids.
Swatted mosquitoes while watching kids search for junk filled eggs.
Swatted more mosquitoes.
Slept.
Went to church.
Bribed class of 4th - 8th graders with junk food.
Taught class on Ruth.
Explained what "prostitute" meant to 4th-8th graders.
Note to self... skip lesson on Rahab and the genealogy of Jesus next time.
Sang. Hummed. Tried not to criticize.
Failed at not criticizing.
Wondered if the disciples pulled April Fools pranks on Jesus.
Took Aho family home.
Watched Mama Aho smack her kid around.
Vetoed on my Carls Jr. vote.
Slept.
Sweated. Alot.
Visited Jaime on the hammock.
Went to store with girls. Bought ice cream.
Ate ice cream at MA's house.
Cleaned ice cream off Julia's neck. How'd it get there?
Felt slight breeze.
Returned home.
No breeze.
Sweat some more.
Played video games with Colt.
Ate Jaime's quesadillas.... better than Carls Jr.
Watching Amazing Race. Rooted for the rednecks. Sorta want the blonde Gamecock chick to fail.
Slept.
Became the proud custodian of a couple gazillion tons of frozen albacore.
Saw a sea turtle.
Saw a boat of Indonesian fisherman plot to kill said turtle.
Saw jellyfish.
Road my motorcycle, in the rain, and didn't care, because it was Good Friday and I had just put in 17 work hours over the past 24 hours.
Ate at Carls Jr.
Arrived home to a wife that thought we were going out to eat. Also, there were a handful of sweaty Samoan kids laying on my couch.
Ate at Carls Jr. again. This time, with more noise.
Cleaned the sweaty couch.
Watched a really bad Spike Lee movie.
Slept.
Took Colt to a track meet.
Planned on running the one mile event. It wasn't offered.
We signed up for the 800m instead.
It never took place.
Flashed by a fa'fa'. Ugh.
Watched a 12 yr old boy narrowly miss getting impaled by a javelin.
Colt won $2.50 and some peanut M&Ms for outrunning some 8 yr olds. Sometimes it pays to be short.
We ate Dickie Dogs.
We tried to catch a bus.
A friend whose name I can't remember picked us up, instead. Some friend huh?
Read. Too hot to read more than 30 minutes.
Swam with the kids at the local hotel pool.
Used swim goggles for the first time ever.
Saw nasty junk everywhere in the pool.
Took goggles off. Ignorance is bliss.
Picked up new babysitter.
Explained rules of the house. Don't steal wedding rings. Don't look at naked guys or girls on the internet. Bedtime is at 8 p.m.
Took Jaime on a date.
Listened to a live band. Same set we've heard the past four weeks in a row. Same jokes too.
Returned home. Wedding ring in place. Internet untouched. Job well done. Bonus cash distributed.
Gave money to Jaime to pay for Samoan family's medical expenses.
Waited for Jaime to return from taking Samoan family to the hospital.
Watched re-run of the David Tua fight. Watched 5 commercials replayed 500 times. Listened to B.Hyman mispronounce "Pago" despite the fact he's lived here 500 years.
Slept.
Woke up at 5:30.
Hid junk food filled eggs from kids and dogs.
Note to self... dogs seem to prefer pink eggs filled with Snickers. So do kids.
Swatted mosquitoes while watching kids search for junk filled eggs.
Swatted more mosquitoes.
Slept.
Went to church.
Bribed class of 4th - 8th graders with junk food.
Taught class on Ruth.
Explained what "prostitute" meant to 4th-8th graders.
Note to self... skip lesson on Rahab and the genealogy of Jesus next time.
Sang. Hummed. Tried not to criticize.
Failed at not criticizing.
Wondered if the disciples pulled April Fools pranks on Jesus.
Took Aho family home.
Watched Mama Aho smack her kid around.
Vetoed on my Carls Jr. vote.
Slept.
Sweated. Alot.
Visited Jaime on the hammock.
Went to store with girls. Bought ice cream.
Ate ice cream at MA's house.
Cleaned ice cream off Julia's neck. How'd it get there?
Felt slight breeze.
Returned home.
No breeze.
Sweat some more.
Played video games with Colt.
Ate Jaime's quesadillas.... better than Carls Jr.
Watching Amazing Race. Rooted for the rednecks. Sorta want the blonde Gamecock chick to fail.
Slept.
That is making my weekends look lame! Oh, and I'm right there with you on the Amazing Race, I'm for the cowboys too and I'm also ashamed of the Gamecock chick.
-Mark G.
Crazy weekend...makes my weekends look lame! I agree completely with you on Amazing Race. I've only seen a few, but I'm for the cowboys all the way and the Gamecock chick makes S. Carolina look bad, real bad.
-Mark G.