And the Wall Came Down

Any of you who remember the Traveling Wilburies may recall the classic lyric, "and the walls came down, all the way to Hell, never saw them when they're standing, never saw them when they fell." That song's a nice segway into our weekend activity. We tore down our fence on Saturday. Yes, it's the fence I wrote about a couple days ago. Our neighbor has decided that she wants to go ahead with the project, with one minor alteration: it's going to be a cedar fence. I guess I should be happy, since I complained so much about white viynl - now I am getting a cedar fence.

500 Caches

I know that some of you are tired of reading about our exploits in geocaching. I know it's boring, but that's who we are and you're the one reading our blog. Anyway, earlier today I was setting up for a GPS class I'm teaching tomorrow and it gave me a chance to find a few caches. Tara and I have been stuck on 491 caches for about a month, with bad weather and bad attitudes being the chief causes for our lethargy. Today the sun was shining and life was good, so I went out and found the last few caches we needed to make the 500 cache milestone. Hooray for us!!!

This Just In....err, Out

I can't believe what I just discovered from atop my beautiful head. No, not a bald spot - it's much, much worse. I found....a grey hair. Actually, it was mostly white! I am in utter disbelief. I mean, come on. I know I am getting older, but grey hair! Sure, I've seen the greys popping up now and then in my beard, but never in my lovely head of hair. At least, I put off Father Time for a few more years by plucking this dastardly fellow from amongst his dark counterparts. I may have to break all the mirrors in the house to avoid watching my youth disappear from before my eyes.

Tatted Up!

Yesterday, Mike (from IMS) came down to the office with a St. Patty's Day Surprise. He brought an air brush machine to work to give people the tatoo of their choice. Normally, I wouldn't have much interest in a tat, but knowing that it would only last a couple of days (or until I shower - whichever takes longer) I decided to try it. He had about 50 designs to choose from but since there wasn't a heart with a dagger through it I decided on a dragon.

It was pretty funny to watch Kennedy react to the dragon. At first she was a little scared of it, now she pats him and growls, "Show me Dragon!" Maybe the next time Mike brings his machine to work we'll have Kennedy come up and get a little tatoo. Probably a butterfly, or a skull and crossbones - whichever she prefers!

Bracket of Integrity

I was listening to the Mike and Mike show Monday morning and the pair were discussing office pools and the NCAA Tournament. Golic was accused of cheating by having multiple brackets, to which he replied, "I may have 3 brackets, but one is my Bracket of Integrity." He said that he picked one of the brackets that he would post online and claim as his ultimate picks. So that no one accuses me of cheating in my picks, here is my Bracket of Integrity.