Adios August, hola rest of the year

Once like two years ago my brother Jeremy told me that I shouldn’t hide important information in the end of these things. Really, define important. You’ll have to search REALLY hard to find any important information here so don’t get your hopes up.
On Saturday I’m going to Nicaragua until the 20th. I thought as I got closer I would have fabulous details to fill you in on. This is what I have instead a plane ticket (round-trip), the equivalent of $6 US in Nicaraguan currency, about 6 packages people have shipped to me to bring down, a weather report of thunder showers. There are a few holes in my plans but I’m sure but the time I fly home they will all be filled in.
Other news I went to an A’s game with my office a few Friday’s ago. I learned about all the behaviors that my roommates and I skipped out on in college and discovered that 60 is not to old to party hard. I attached a picture of me eating the worst churro of my life, $4. I didn’t have an A’s shirt to wear so I wore my chlorophyll shirt, it is green and we sell chemicals.

My sister Julie made some comment about me working on my hope chest. My recent addition to it is this lovely ceramic tray that I painted at Color-Me-Mine. It will get stashed with my salt and pepper shakers if they ever are finished. I did my painting with my friend Keri, she made a tile in honor of her snake. Lucky you get to view both of these.

good news about bad weather

This summer the weather has been unseasonably cold. I’m not a huge fan of the cold but I heard on the radio West Nile Virus has trouble spreading in these temperatures so locally fewer birds (maybe 10 total) and no people had died from that this summer. And think, I never even knew that was something that I could potentially worry about.
Last Thursday my dad decided to put down our 14.5 year-old family dog. Or as my ever-gracious sister put it, “he murdered my roommate.” I didn’t cry about that either but I considered that if I were prone to crying it would have been an acceptable reason.
Friday was my one-year anniversary at Dowd & Guild. I didn’t cry.
Over the weekend someone asked me if I was an introvert or an extrovert. Firstly, if you’ve met my parents you can see why I am completely torn between these two sides. Secondly, who am I supposed to be extroverted with?
On that note some ‘friends’ wanted to go see the meteor shower last night. We camped out in the middle of some private road for 3 hours and I think I saw about 15 total. Not the one a minute I was hoping for but it was still nice and we only had to clear off the road 3 times. Did I mention you can’t see meteors during the day? Actually you have to wait until it gets dark. Anyhow I didn’t get home until 1am, so I’m thinking of going back to my friendless life where at least I can go to bed at a decent hour.
Last summer I went over to the Bonnington’s a few times to learn how to do things with wood. Rich did teach me how to tie my shoes so this is a natural progression. After a year long hiatus (humm, I wonder if there is a correlation between that length of time and the length of time I’ve had my job?) I started up on the lathe again last week. I am going to make a set of salt and pepper shakers. Working with my hands is very gratifying. I think by the time I own my own house they will be completed.
I’m not planning on moving back to Nicaragua, I’m just going for a visit. I bought my ticket for $100 so it seems I’m set to go. I saw the name Sampson on some report I was reading yesterday and it reminded me of Sampson’s in Nicaragua. Whoever is organizing my time there should make sure we go there.