Saturday, June 28, 2003

Still Here Day 2

Wow, I am bored out here. When I say out here, I mean OUT HERE, we are 5 miles form anything resembling civilization, and 20 miles fro ma real town. I am so far out in the country I am on the wrong side of the tracks twice. I didn't notice while I was working siding because I would just get home, shower, and go to sleep. Now I haven't worked in a week and, let me tell you, it sucks. Looks like I will have a job again Monday, though, so I can break this cycle.

I was going to write about the draft, sO I guess I had better say something. THIS DRAFT BLEW. Ok, so I look at only a few teams, and I don't really care about the others, but here is the run-down:
Bron went #1. Of course he did, he is a cash cow. THe problem with that is he went to Cleveland, where they alread have his position filled to the brim. Hopefully that means they will move out a top teir player for cheap. They need to, because fans will pay big to see King James. Of course, I think they will be disappointed for the first year or two, but I think he can be something special in the league.
Darko went #2. THis was a good pick. See, good big men are hard to find, and this guy is one good big man, maybe one of only two in the whole draft. He is a lot like Dirk was when he forst got here, only he can play defense. And if, for some reason, he doesn't work out, well he is still over 7 feet tall, and is a good trading chip.
The timberwolves selected another out-of-high-school-forward with the first pick. Of course, the last time they did that they got KG. Well, I doubt this guy is the next KG, but he is supposed to have skills. He beat up on Bron in the McDonalds all star game too, and that boosted his draft stock. Then, with there next pick they took Rick Ricardt (spelling?). I get this move: hometown hero makes good and all. But he is a forward as well. Lets take a loook at our roster now: KG and Joe SMith start at forwards, then we have Big Jack coming off the bench, now we add The Nigerian highschool phenom (can't spell his name, won't try) and Rick. Someone has to go. I am hoping the trade rumors, and my own fears, aren't true: KG is on his way out. We had better sign him soon or Minnesota can kiss all its fans good-bye.
Washington picked up a couple more guards. They are like Minnesota with forwards: they have too damned many, and too young. Now they have 5 guards with less than two years experience. Is Tyronn Lue supposed to be the veteren leader?

There, I got the Basketball out of my system for the day. I think today I am going to go visit Roger. I am also thinking about doing something drastic for Carly. I don't go in for the whole promise ring thing ( our dating is a promise, we both know we will get married) but I want to do something for her that lets her know she is it for me, no one else, ever. I was actually thinking of a tattoo. She knows how I feel about tattoos for girls, and I think I know what she feels about them, but it really does prove a lot to do it, and it will keep the other girls at bay. It builds in a good get-rid-of-girls quick. I haven't got a tattoo since I was 16, so I don't know. I am still thinking about it.

-"You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love."
-Henry Drummond


Wednesday, June 25, 2003

Update V 4.1

O.K., no matter how negligent I was, people still popped in here to read my ramblings. Now I feel obligated (and I am bored anyway) to give them something. I am not sure how long it has been exactly since I decided to throw something out there for you, reader, so I will just make a massive update.

I missed a 4.0 by one class, again. When will these profs learn that I deserve all As. My logic is simple: if Five of them give me As and one gives me a B, then, according to the law of averages, the fault is not my own, but rather the Proffessor who strayed from the norm. Anyway, for the amount of work I avoid, I shouldn't complain about one B. It was agood semester. It was also my last semester in the dorms. I am sure I wrote about it, but Carly and I found a cute little cabin on the lake for next year. It should be a good time. She already bought a Kick-Ass TV, I and Ijust got a kick ass stereo. Now all we need is a couch to complete our kick ass living room. Oh, and a plan as to where we are going to put everything (the place is small). Details, details. One other big change happened too: Chad and Andrew graduated, drastically reducing the number of people I occasionally hang out with. I will miss Chad, we played ball together, and since he is left handed he has a very wierd style, on and off the court. Andrew, on the other hand, well, I have always had mixed feelings.

As you just read, Carly and I are taking the big step. Not THE big step, like so many of my friends around me, but a big step nonetheless. I only made it up to see her once so far, but that shoud change now that she has thursday and friday off. With both of us working, and all the weddings and fishing tourneys she went to, there wasn't a lot of time to get up there. Things have calmed down a bit, and we both have cars.
I had a little squabble with her on the phone the other day. See, I am a jealous guy, really jealous. And I should be. She is amazing, and I am nervous about how I stack up. WEll, she went out for her 21st Birhtday, and I couldn't be there. She told me she got hit on, a lot, and one guy was some bigshot hockey player and she got her picture taken with him. It is harmless, and I since have recognized that (and told her I was sorry for overreacting) but it set me off anyway. I am so worried that she will find a better fit out there, and I will be left holding the bag. Anyway, she puts my fears to rest 99 percent of the time. But, I am still flawed.

I decided not to go back to camp, for personal as well as political reasons. Camp Philips gave me a lot, but I needed to move on. I miss it, but I think I would have hated it had I been there. So what did I decide to do this summer? Siding! Actually, it is a cool job. I am outside, doing manual labore (which strangly I love) and getting good pay. When I get paid. See, I have never had a job where the paychecks didn't come at regular intervals. When I hit three weeks without getting dime one, I quit. I liked the people, except for one, and I liked the boss, and the job itself, but not getting paid is a joke. If I wanted to build houses for free i would work for Habitat For Humanity. So now I am unemployed, but I can't stay that way for long. It has only been a few days and I am already going crazy. I put in a few applications yesterday, and I am going out looking again today. I should be able to report a job by Friday.

So I had this big plan to spend the summer at my mom's house and get to know her better. Well, that's a big bust now. Heather, my sister, is home (again), so the house is a bit too full, and everyone just kind of avoids each other. Plus, mom and I can't have a debate about anything without her thinking I am attacking her or making her feel stupid, and the menopause is at it's alltime high (or at least she has a good excuse for acting the way she does, in her mind). Clint and I are the only ones getting along right now, and everyone else seems to resent it. Clint and mom are taking a vacation soon, that should help. And I am pushing heather to get a job. She hates it when I do tha,t but she is 26 for shits sake, it is time she act responsible. She can't keep running back to mom, and I fI were her mother I wouldn't let her. Thank the gods I am not. Anyway, it is boring out here, and I find myself doing little or nothing when I am not working. Roger lives close, and I went and saw Mike this weekend, sop I have friends around to hang out with and keep me out of the house. I need a job though.

Overall, I still like my decision to stay home instead of going to camp. Carly and I are in more contact, if not personally. We have emailed each other just about everyday, we talk on the phone a good deal, and we can see each other without too many scheduling conflicts. Mom and I can coexist because we stay out of each other's hair, and Heather will do what Heather will do. I wish I had more to do out here, but I don't, and I am the only one who can fix that. I also wish I had more ambition to write, but boredom has helped that of late. I still need to plan a trip- up to camp, to say hi (in true excamp tradition), and I need to get something fun going for the end of the year with Carly. And I need to buy a couch.

I will write more, I think. Again, boredom will keep this site active, if nothing else does. Keep checking in, and I will keep sending more out. My next piece should be about how pathetic the NBA finals were. But the draft is tomorrow, too. Let's see how that turns out.