Indoor Soccer Game
Won my indoor playoff game tonight 3-2. I scored three goals.
Won my indoor playoff game tonight 3-2. I scored three goals.
Important safety note: if you are standing on temporary scaffolding with your goggles on, iPod cranked up loud and one hand holding the next steel piece in place, do not scratch your bare leg with the welding torch no matter how badly it itches, especially when the torch is currently spewing flame.
Alex is a few weeks away from a perfect school year of straight A's. So is Kelly. Isabel draws very nice cats. If they were graded, I would give them A's too.
My outdoor soccer team won the Championship.
My left foot is nearly healed. My right foot now has a very similar injury and hurts like hell. Overcompensation i guess. I am playing very good soccer right now, despite the pain.
The angel's location in Davidson should be completed in two weeks. I am to meet with the landscape artist to make sure we're on the same page.
Isabel gets out of school a week from tomorrow. Summer is right around the corner.
Kelly's team won their game tonight which makes five wins in a row. Kelly was 3-4 and made three nice plays at second base. The infield is really playing well together right now. The third baseman and shortstop trust Kelly and fire the ball to second for force outs. Our catcher even pulled off his mask and caught a foul ball tonight. Pretty amazing for an eight-year-old.
I repaired my riding lawn mower yesterday. The drive belt snapped, the fuel line was leaking, and the blades needed repair. I tracked down the spare parts and then Isabel and I fixed everything. Running great again. Grass looks really good.
I pitched to Isabel, Alex and Kelly at the park today. All three of them were whacking the ball. Then I let Kelly pitch to me with the machine and I hit with her little bat. I put Alex and Isabel behind me and took a couple of real swings. Third pitch I put over the two tennis courts, over the ten foot brick wall into someone's backyard in the patio homes.
Kelly watched the ball sail over the courts, waited for it to land, turned back and looked at me with an eye rolling, "Dad-deeeee."
"What?"
She shook her head. "Now you have to go get it."
April is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.
~ T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
~ Charles Dickens
The basis of optimism is sheer terror.
~ Oscar Wilde
Painting is so poetic, while sculpture is more logical and scientific and makes you worry about gravity.
~ Damien Hirst
My diving bell becomes less oppressive, and my mind takes flight like a butterfly. There is so much to do.
~ Jean-Dominique Bauby
Nature knows no pause in progress and development, and attaches her curse on all inaction.
~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Philip: 'Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster.'
Hugh: 'So what do we do?'
Philip: 'Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well.'
Hugh: 'How?'
Philip: 'I don't know. It's a mystery.'
~ Shakespeare in Love
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