Archive for July, 2010
A little part of me just died inside.
Is it Wednesday already?
The concert was AWESOME (to say the least.)
Afterwards, we went to Boomers in South Florida. There – Lyn and I tried to kill ourselves.
Since I’m writing this it’s safe to assume I am dead and blogging from the grave. BOO.
Right now I’m SWAMPED with prepping for Anime Festival Orlando and Gen Con… so expect some erratic posts over the next week.
I have a WordPress app on my phone which (last time I tested it) didn’t work well with adding photos. I am trying it again. If it worked, you should see the awesome Weird Al shirt I got this past weekend (which I will post more about later.)
NOTE: Didn’t work right. I’ll try to make another post in a few.
This post has nothing to do with Transformers, but throwing in a Beast Wars title after last week’s hubbub was too easy to pass up.
My father-in-law LOVES dinosaurs. The man’s home office contains books, statues and toys of all kinds of dinosaurs; some of them older than me. That said, some of the interest rubbed off on his daughter, so Shannon and I found our way to Dinosaur Ridge in Colorado.
The importance of the place (according the museum guide) stems back to the dinosaur books from our childhood. Remember pre-Jurassic Park how dinosaurs were always drawn with their tails dragging behind them? Well, check out this photo I took:
Notice anything missing from the tracks? That’s right: no tail trail. Allegedly, the discovery of these tracks (while making way for a new hyperspace bypass or something) helped drive the point home that dinosaurs, like dogs, don’t drag their tails.
Seeing the tracks was a fun way to kill a couple of hours (and get some exercise in the process). Also, add this to the list of odd signs you won’t run into in Florida:
After the trek up the hill and back, Shannon and I walked around the gift shop and met the aforementioned museum guide. A younger guy, he seemed really REALLY excited about dinosaurs and fossils. Thanks to him, I now know that the state fossil for Florida is the Eupatagus and the state fossil for Colorado was the Stegosaurus. The guide had them all memorized. Snazzy.
On the suggestion of a friend in the Colorado office where I was working, Shannon and I took the afternoon last Friday and drove out to Mount Evans, Colorado. According to Wikipedia (and a number of t-shirts at a gift shop on the way) Mount Evans sports the highest paved road in North America. Lucky for me, Budget Rent A Car gave me a free upgrade when I had landed a few days earlier… a GMC Yukon XL with four wheel drive.
I know it’s kind of cheating as a blogger, but there really isn’t much to tell that the photos we took can’t tell even better:
Goats. Lots of goats… especially the higher you get. Check out the photos here.
So what do you do once you’ve made it to the top of an insanely high mountain? Why – almost kill yourself by sitting on a ledge! Notice how firmly I am looking to the left. This is because the ONE moment I looked to the right I saw straight down. It was a sobering reminder of my mortality and (as a result) those are now my “lucky” Converse All-Stars.