Happy Birthday to me!

My birthday was on Saturday. We had a crazy awesome, REAL bbq. We bought about 160 cans of pbr (cause out here, cans are cheaper than kegs for some stupid reason) and made 15 lbs of pork shoulder slow smoked over charcoal and 10 lbs of brisket (done in the oven for lack of room on the grill), about 30 ears of corn, 30 twice baked potatoes, guacomole with 20 avocados or something ridiculous, a huge bowl of salsa, and 30 cupcakes. Everything but the meat was made by the wonderful wife!

Thank you to Bryan, Tony, and Colin for my two new friends JD Single Barrel and EW Single Barrel, and for bringing an old friend, KC! You can clearly see which one was opened on Saturday…

Heart Attack at 30

Let’s start with a playlist.

Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear
Polar Bear Club – Sometimes Things Just Disappear

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That’s about how many times I’ve listened to that record since it came in the mail last week. I love it.

Right now I’m listening to the Permanent/Resonance Split 7″ since I received my turntable last week. I’m stoked on it. Took me about 2 hours to set it up because the geniuses that wrote the directions forgot the part about attaching the actual belt (long rubber band) to the drive shaft. Anyway, I got it working. The Resonance side of this record is stupid good. I’ve been a fan since Permanent played their last shows whenever that was all those years ago, even though then Resonance ended up back together. Oh yeah, I don’t know if I’ve mentioned that Permanent finally broke up, which is kind of too bad in a way because their side of the record is way good also. On the other hand, Greg’s a dick, Logan lives with his gf, as does James, and James apparently just bought a house. They all seem to be growing up about 2 years after Gibson and I did. Whatever…

Speaking of Gibson…James and Jennifer bought Leah and I some delicious beer and a bottle of Scotch for Christmas. Well, Leah wasn’t such a fan of Scotch and I’ve come to learn I like anything with the word “Whisky” in the title, so Gibson and I split the bottle of Scotch one night while playing Guitar Hero III. I didn’t go to work the next day. Thanks James and Jennifer!

Let’s see…I might be getting a promotion, but I doubt it will happen because Oakley sucks.

We’ve been riding a lot lately! Waaayyyy fun! It’s taken me a couple of trips to start getting my confidence back, but I’m getting there. No problems, straight riding but getting my air/rail technique and control has been a little bit of an issue. I just need to man up and bomb some hits.

My parents and Granny are coming out in a week! They will be here for 4 days which should be rad. Get to show them where I live, used to work, Cali in general. I’m getting better at the whole So Cal/Orange County tour thing. Of course all Moms wants to do is sit on the beach, but it’s just too cold right now for that. Maybe for a little while, she can watch me surf or something. Maybe I’ll take my dad, but I doubt he could handle it. We’ll see….

Last but not least, Leah switched to working day shifts! We have wayyy more time together now and she is not nearly as tired all the time, she’s been kind of sick lately, but that happens. Life seems to be better when we have more time to spend together, when we don’t see each other a lot we both get testy and irritable.

2, 2.5, 3, 33

Lots of numbers…

one. 2 days until Ricky is in Cali!

two. 2.5 days until I have 4 days off!

three. 3 days until turkey day!

four. 33 days until we’re back in VA!

5. Lots and lots and lots to look forward to.

6. Someone besides me reads this! The internet is amazing!

7. And now back to being my grumpy old self…

Inventory on Friday sucked again. Not AS bad as Oakley inventory but still pretty bad. 13.5 hours of work. yuck. The good news is I think I’m good with my real boss again. For those of you that don’t know I have two bosses. My real boss, Jay, is the distribution manager for Oakley, which means he is in charge of our (currently 3, soon to be 2) warehouses. He is about 6’3 and very intimidating. He runs marathons, so he can pretty much work forever without getting tired. I have seen him smile, but it does not happen very often. My other boss, Will, is 29 and very much like me. We got along great and have become pretty good friends. I can complain to him about my job in general and know that he won’t get mad.

Anyway, how I got on bad terms with Jay…

I was pretty pissed working the Saturday of the Oakley inventory and was in general in a bad mood. I along with several other managers made that pretty well known through our actions, which pissed Jay off. He hasn’t really talked to me for about two weeks, anyway, long story short, I worked hard on Friday and he noticed and started talking to me again. So I think my job may be a little less tense this week. Now, if I can only get Wednesday comped for all the extra unpaid hours I’ve put in lately…

On to Saturday!

Beer pong tournament! Leah had the flu that morning so she didn’t play, but came out to watch. My team made it four rounds before being knocked out. I was really hoping to make it to the championship, but also kind of glad I didn’t. 4 rounds was enough, and I was getting tired and bored, by the end of it. Drank a bunch of beer and hung with a lot of people I’ve never met before/probably will never see again. All in all a very fun day.

Now I just hope I can make it through these next 2.5 days until I get some much needed time off.