Still Love My Pack

My boy Chad Marti hooked me up with a ticket to the Monday night Packers v. Vikings game. I took Monday off for the festivities. I hitched a ride with some old Falls cronies, Ryan Pyrek and Darrin Miller. We drove up to Falls and went the rest of the way with Ryan's dad in the family mini van. We made really good time on the way up and parked in our normal parking spot to the west of the stadium. The Marti males had all been up North hunting so they met us at the game all scraggily and Daniel Boone looking. The tailgate was fun as usual but you could tell that it was missing the woman's touch. We had chips, beer and a subway sub, all which were delicious. We were missing some key amenities that a woman would remember such as a table and silverware. So we used the cooler for a table and cut the sub with the same knife that hours earlier had gutted a deer, that's manly. No matter, the sub tasted great. My portable Milwaukee boom box that I brought for tunes was a big hit and we managed to make some friends because of it. Some revelers on the other side of the parking liked the tunes and invited us to join them. We ventured to their tailgate and had some chicken wings and other grilled and fatty foods. Finally it was time to go into the game. Lambeau is always an amazing experience win or lose. Unfortunately my last couple trips there have been losses. It was another close game for the hapless Packers but they lost it in the end. I brought my camera along and I was able to get some great pictures during the game. I love my new camera. After the game we piled in the van for the long ride back. We spent the night at my brother's house in Sheboygan and then drove the rest of the way in the morning. Not the result that I had hoped from the trip but I still love the world's greatest team, the Packers.

Chili Can Make a Weekend

This weekend was a relaxing one. Friday night we watched a movie and did nothing. Saturday was equally relaxing. I had a bit of a cold this past week so I spent Saturday doing a lot of football watching. There were supposed to be some good games on but none of them were close or very exciting to watch. This weekend's highlight was eating my first batch of chili this season. That's all I got for you this week. Have a great Thanksgiving everyone!

How Times Have Changed

A speech from our first president who had a dad that was a president, not the second moronic one. John Quincy Adams Warning Against the Search for "Monsters to Destroy," 1821 And now, friends and countrymen, if the wise and learned philosophers of the elder world, the first observers of nutation and aberration, the discoverers of maddening ether and invisible planets, the inventors of Congreve rockets and Shrapnel shells, should find their hearts disposed to enquire what has America done for the benefit of mankind? Let our answer be this: America, with the same voice which spoke herself into existence as a nation, proclaimed to mankind the inextinguishable rights of human nature, and the only lawful foundations of government. America, in the assembly of nations, since her admission among them, has invariably, though often fruitlessly, held forth to them the hand of honest friendship, of equal freedom, of generous reciprocity. She has uniformly spoken among them, though often to heedless and often to disdainful ears, the language of equal liberty, of equal justice, and of equal rights. She has, in the lapse of nearly half a century, without a single exception, respected the independence of other nations while asserting and maintaining her own. She has abstained from interference in the concerns of others, even when conflict has been for principles to which she clings, as to the last vital drop that visits the heart. She has seen that probably for centuries to come, all the contests of that Aceldama the European world, will be contests of inveterate power, and emerging right. Wherever the standard of freedom and Independence has been or shall be unfurled, there will her heart, her benedictions and her prayers be. But she goes not abroad, in search of monsters to destroy. She is the well-wisher to the freedom and independence of all. She is the champion and vindicator only of her own. She will commend the general cause by the countenance of her voice, and the benignant sympathy of her example. She well knows that by once enlisting under other banners than her own, were they even the banners of foreign independence, she would involve herself beyond the power of extrication, in all the wars of interest and intrigue, of individual avarice, envy, and ambition, which assume the colors and usurp the standard of freedom. The fundamental maxims of her policy would insensibly change from liberty to force.... She might become the dictatress of the world. She would be no longer the ruler of her own spirit.... [America's] glory is not dominion, but liberty. Her march is the march of the mind. She has a spear and a shield: but the motto upon her shield is, Freedom, Independence, Peace. This has been her Declaration: this has been, as far as her necessary intercourse with the rest of mankind would permit, her practice.

Here’s The Story of The Hurricane, Aftermath

Short week for me this week. I took off Friday because this weekend I flew to Florida for my cousin's wedding. Thursday night after work Rich and Billie came down and drove us to the airport where we all caught a flight to Ft. Lauderdale. The flight was smooth and without incident. We changed planes in Atlanta and ended up getting into FtL about midnight. We took a cab to a cheapy hotel by the airport and spent the night. On our way to the hotel we saw a lot of damage from the hurricane that had rolled through the weekend before. There were tons of broken signs and a lot of dark places that still didn't have power. I was a little worried because I wasn't able to get an answer from our hotel when I called them during the week I was pleasantly surprised when we drove up to the place and it was still there. The weather was hot and humid and so was our hotel room. It smelt very musty and extremely damp. The four of us were only going to be there for a couple hours so we dealt with it. We cranked the AC and went to sleep. Friday morning we woke up early and took a cab to downtown FtL where our nice hotel was. We dropped off our luggage at our hotel and started to do some site seeing. The site seeing lasted about four blocks when we decided we were hungry and needed some breakfast. We stopped at a little diner and got some breakfast. I had some delicious huevos rancheros. The problem is my meal was huge and had lots of salsa. This would normally not be a problem but having this meal sitting in your stomach isn't very conducive to walking around all day site seeing, I was worried how this would work out. After we finished eating we walked toward the ocean. On the way we passed a bunch of intercoastal waterways. These waterways all had mansions up and down them but the amazing part is these mansions were dwarfed by their mega-yachts parked in front. These mansions and yachts continued the couple miles that we walked to the ocean. Once we got to the ocean we happened upon the international yacht show that was in town. The FtL marina had hundreds of mega-yachts tied up that you could walk around on and dream about some day being able to afford the anchor. I keep using mega to describe these yachts because they were. You haven't seen anything like these yachts on Lake Michigan, these things were huge. We looked at the yachts from a bridge for a bit and then continued on to the beach. Once at the beach we snapped some pictures and walked in the sand a bit. It wasn't all that exciting, more water and sand. Just across the street from the ocean there was an open air bar/club that we went to and…

Flippin’ Good Time This Halloween

This Halloween was a lot of fun. My costume of choice this year was Napoleon Dynamite. I bought some moon boots and a flippin' sweet wig and glasses. I wore my costume to work on Friday and won the award for funniest costume. We didn't do anything Friday night because we knew we would have to be full power on Saturday. Somehow Jocelyn talked me into doing a fun run on Saturday morning. I knew I wasn't going to be able to do it because of my leg. I put on my Napoleon outfit and attempted to do the run. My leg is still really screwed up and I'm going to have to go get it checked out sometime in the next couple months. I bit the bullet and walked and ran and walked and ran until we finished. I finished just a shade under a day. One positive of the run was that it finished at the Milwaukee Ale house. We met a bunch of Jocelyn's swimming buddies that also ran the race at the Ale House and drank some of their special beer that they brew only for the runners of the race. We stayed there until about noon. It was worth getting up for but I could have done without the running part. Saturday night we went to a party in Random Lake at one of my brother's friend's house. He had asked me if I could be the DJ for the party and since I hadn't heard of anything else going on I gladly accepted the duty. We arrived about 8 o'clock, I as Napoleon and Jocelyn as a hippie chick. Tal, the owner of the house, had a great Captain Morgan costume. Craig was Elvis, Jackie was a wench, Feyer was a blue man group guy with Dan and Rich Weiss was my favorite costume, a tiki guy. The party was a lot of fun. Tal has a great house right on Random Lake. I didn't know a lot of people that showed up but everyone at the party was cool and it appeared a good time was had by all. We were crazy until about four in the morning (day light savings included) when we shut it down. We ended up spending the night in Random on Craig and Jackie's couch. After a pretty disappointing Halloween last year it appears one of my favorite holidays is back on the fun track.