Congratulations, a pat on the back, and this "Laurel and Hardy" handshake to my friends Carissa Gump (hey Pooky!) and Natalie Woolfolk (and everyone else on the US Olympic Weightlifting team) for a job well done in Beijing. If you (and Zack) make the team in 2012 then I'll definitely make the trip to London.
Another "good job" to whomever made this vid. Found it on Fark.com.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Picanha and Fraldinha
Last night I went to Em Chamas for a nice birthday dinner. Delicious. Incredible. Un-fucking-believable. I've been one time before (last summer after I passed state boards) and have been dreaming about it ever since. If you like grilled meats then you'll like Em Chamas (unless you're some weird pinko commie vegetarian). Hell, even my non-adventerous brother-in-law liked it.
Anyway, the basic concept is you pay one price ($30) for a gourmet all you can eat appetizer/salad bar and as much grilled meat as you can eat--beef, lamb, turkey, pork, sausage, salmon, chicken. All the meat is served to you at the table, sliced right off the skewer and onto your plate.
Random grumblings.
Just me, but I think the Olympics lost a little something when they added:
Basketball
Baseball/Softball
Ping-Pong
Badmitton
Horseback Riding (unless they give the medals to the horse)
2 kinds of Volleyball (they can keep womens sand V-ball though)
Oh yes, FYI
Picanha
Fraldinha
Anyway, the basic concept is you pay one price ($30) for a gourmet all you can eat appetizer/salad bar and as much grilled meat as you can eat--beef, lamb, turkey, pork, sausage, salmon, chicken. All the meat is served to you at the table, sliced right off the skewer and onto your plate.
Random grumblings.
Just me, but I think the Olympics lost a little something when they added:
Basketball
Baseball/Softball
Ping-Pong
Badmitton
Horseback Riding (unless they give the medals to the horse)
2 kinds of Volleyball (they can keep womens sand V-ball though)
Oh yes, FYI
Picanha
Fraldinha
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Ouch!
Ouch.
Yes, it's true. I had some serious chigger bites on my under carriage last week. Bad enough that I got slightly worried when the lymph nodes in my groin swelled up and hurt just to touch.
Olympics.
I love the Olympics. Have ever since I was a kid--the pageantry, the pomp, the back stories that tug at your heart strings. I believe that sport can, and many times does, transcend politics. That being said, I kinda wished the entire world had let the Chinese spend all that time and effort and money building all that infra-structure and then everyone had boycotted. Then again, I watched the opening ceremony last night and they were awesome. On the other other hand, to put it bluntly, China is an economic, cultural, and population juggernaut.
More ouch!
I was at the gym earlier today and spotted some young guy doing a lift incorrectly so I went over to help with some friendly free advice. Unfortunately, he was a dumb athlete and failed to let go of the bar when it started to come down. The bar was overhead, he held onto it as it came down in front of him, and both his hands got pinched between the bar ( total weight ~60kgs) and the bench. First I thought he might come out okay, then I looked at his hand. His left thumb had a good two inch long gash that went down to the bone. I quickly took my towel and squeezed it onto the wound. I walked him over the a clear area and had him lay down. A cursory glance at his other hand showed a missing finger nail. All in all not too bad. I grabbed another towel and told him to make a fist with that hand to put pressure on that finger tip. After I bandaged up his thumb with the gym's first aid kit I took another look at the finger. When I peeled back the towel the little flap of skin holding on the nail came off in the towel. The sight I beheld will haunt me for the next few hours. It looked like the tip of his finger had been chewed off by some rat. I could see the ragged edge of what was once the tip of his finger and a little tip of bone poking through the raw meat. Whew! I wrapped it up quick with some gauze 4x4s and cotton wrap.
Last I saw him he was headed to the nearest ER.
I did something similar several years back (cause all athletes are dumb sometimes) but I managed to luck out. Long story short I dropped a 140kg barbell on my knee when I missed a jerk at a local weightlifting competition. Got away with just a bruise but could have very easily sheared off my patellar tendon. Live and learn I guess.
Yes, it's true. I had some serious chigger bites on my under carriage last week. Bad enough that I got slightly worried when the lymph nodes in my groin swelled up and hurt just to touch.
Olympics.
I love the Olympics. Have ever since I was a kid--the pageantry, the pomp, the back stories that tug at your heart strings. I believe that sport can, and many times does, transcend politics. That being said, I kinda wished the entire world had let the Chinese spend all that time and effort and money building all that infra-structure and then everyone had boycotted. Then again, I watched the opening ceremony last night and they were awesome. On the other other hand, to put it bluntly, China is an economic, cultural, and population juggernaut.
More ouch!
I was at the gym earlier today and spotted some young guy doing a lift incorrectly so I went over to help with some friendly free advice. Unfortunately, he was a dumb athlete and failed to let go of the bar when it started to come down. The bar was overhead, he held onto it as it came down in front of him, and both his hands got pinched between the bar ( total weight ~60kgs) and the bench. First I thought he might come out okay, then I looked at his hand. His left thumb had a good two inch long gash that went down to the bone. I quickly took my towel and squeezed it onto the wound. I walked him over the a clear area and had him lay down. A cursory glance at his other hand showed a missing finger nail. All in all not too bad. I grabbed another towel and told him to make a fist with that hand to put pressure on that finger tip. After I bandaged up his thumb with the gym's first aid kit I took another look at the finger. When I peeled back the towel the little flap of skin holding on the nail came off in the towel. The sight I beheld will haunt me for the next few hours. It looked like the tip of his finger had been chewed off by some rat. I could see the ragged edge of what was once the tip of his finger and a little tip of bone poking through the raw meat. Whew! I wrapped it up quick with some gauze 4x4s and cotton wrap.
Last I saw him he was headed to the nearest ER.
I did something similar several years back (cause all athletes are dumb sometimes) but I managed to luck out. Long story short I dropped a 140kg barbell on my knee when I missed a jerk at a local weightlifting competition. Got away with just a bruise but could have very easily sheared off my patellar tendon. Live and learn I guess.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Playing Catch-up
Jeebus, I suck a blogging. Anyway...
Beer and Batman.
Batman.
I went and saw the new Batman on opening night. Loved it. Now, some people are talking "Oscar" for our dearly departed Heath but, in my humble opinion it wasn't that good. Don't get me wrong, he was great as "The Joker" and played it to the hilt but, I think all this speculation is 'cause went and got himself dead.
Beer.
Does this mean Budweiser is an import and now I can drink it? Naaah. Drinking Budweiser is like having sex in a canoe--it's fucking close to water. (Ba-dump Ching) I don't really like Bud but, I feel for the employees and the city of STL. I mean ultimately it was a dick move on the part of A. Busch to make a little more money by selling off some stock. Because we all know you can't make it in the good ol' US of A on only 7 figures a year. He sold off enough stock so that the family was no longer the controlling interest in the company and the tricky dicky Dutch company UniBev went and bought it. Whatever. I don't like Bud and I rarely drink it but, as a homebrewer I do have to give the brewers props for turning out millions of bottles of beer that all taste exactly the same. That's some serious quality control.
Beer and Ambien.
Not so juicy a story. After working the night shift for about 2 and 1/2 years I made the switch to days when I moved to the ER. Well..kind of "days," I work the split shift from 11AM to 11PM. Anyway, knowing that even when I'm tired I rarely fall asleep before 6 or 7 in the morning I got a Rx for some Ambien. Here's how it went down. I worked Sat. night from 7PM to 7AM. Got home Sunday morning and forced myself to stay awake until 11. Went to sleep at 11AM and got up at 3PM. Stayed awake the rest of the evening. Had a few beers, watched some TV then popped an Ambien at 11PM. Slept from midnight 'till 4AM then sat bolt upright like I had just drank a Venti double shot. I then watched infomercials until time to go to work at 11AM on Monday. What a crock of shit. Ambien is the suxors.
Beer and Batman.
Batman.
I went and saw the new Batman on opening night. Loved it. Now, some people are talking "Oscar" for our dearly departed Heath but, in my humble opinion it wasn't that good. Don't get me wrong, he was great as "The Joker" and played it to the hilt but, I think all this speculation is 'cause went and got himself dead.
Beer.
Does this mean Budweiser is an import and now I can drink it? Naaah. Drinking Budweiser is like having sex in a canoe--it's fucking close to water. (Ba-dump Ching) I don't really like Bud but, I feel for the employees and the city of STL. I mean ultimately it was a dick move on the part of A. Busch to make a little more money by selling off some stock. Because we all know you can't make it in the good ol' US of A on only 7 figures a year. He sold off enough stock so that the family was no longer the controlling interest in the company and the tricky dicky Dutch company UniBev went and bought it. Whatever. I don't like Bud and I rarely drink it but, as a homebrewer I do have to give the brewers props for turning out millions of bottles of beer that all taste exactly the same. That's some serious quality control.
Beer and Ambien.
Not so juicy a story. After working the night shift for about 2 and 1/2 years I made the switch to days when I moved to the ER. Well..kind of "days," I work the split shift from 11AM to 11PM. Anyway, knowing that even when I'm tired I rarely fall asleep before 6 or 7 in the morning I got a Rx for some Ambien. Here's how it went down. I worked Sat. night from 7PM to 7AM. Got home Sunday morning and forced myself to stay awake until 11. Went to sleep at 11AM and got up at 3PM. Stayed awake the rest of the evening. Had a few beers, watched some TV then popped an Ambien at 11PM. Slept from midnight 'till 4AM then sat bolt upright like I had just drank a Venti double shot. I then watched infomercials until time to go to work at 11AM on Monday. What a crock of shit. Ambien is the suxors.
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