Life Since Europe

Okay, it's been a while. I guess I needed a vacation from my journal or something. So what's been going on? Not much, I guess.

I've been playing a lot of Ultimate, both for City League and Intramurals. We got our butts kicked the first game after I got back. Well, actually it wasn't too bad. It was against Ring of Fire (Don Wickern, Brady, Jeff, Chip, Woo, and company). They were minus Chip and Brady, so we kept close up until the end when we just sort of tapered off. The problem with our team is there are too many of us, so it's hard to get in a groove. Especially when our younger and energetic people get out there, but their inexperience shines through. Anyways, we had an intramural game Tuesday night, which our opponents forfeited. So we just played pickup, but it was some good pickup. Don Wickern and I like had this psychic connection all game. Then last Thursday, we played a really awesome game in City League vs. REC, who I guess aren't that good so it's no big deal, except for the fact that it was a real breakthrough as far as teamwork goes. Fell a little behind early, then stormed through the rest of the game. Everybody was making some really smart passes, including a lot of dumps, and with Jon not there I became basically the main handler. So anyways, it was fun. Then finally, Today, we played an afternoon intramural game against OPA. At first, I was thinking this was going to be an easy game, especially when they showed up with one girl and just five guys. But it ended up being tough. Man, I didn't know that there could be any tougher teams than the ones Don Clark put together. Why aren't these guys playing for the BYU team? Well, actually, a lot of it has to do with the fact that only a few of them are bonafide Frisbee players, and the rest of them can catch well, have hops, and can outrun all of us. So at first, we played them a man-down, to be fair. But then we started losing, and we put in our extra girl, and we finally started catching up. We just barely won. And man, it was a hot day. The turf was just absorbing the heat like a sponge. Anyway, we really need to get our act together if we want to win that championship. This was our last regular season game, and playoffs start soon. I want an "Intramural Champions" shirt really bad.

Other than that, I guess the only other thing going on right now is the NBA Playoffs. I haven't done too much dating since Europe. Well, not any at all. Just group activities, really. And many of the group activities are revolving around the playoffs. Patrick Marx is moving out today. He's going to move up to Salt Lake to be closer to work. Mike Davis will be moving in. That'll be fun. It'll be easier to get parties going with all the party throwers in one central place. Too bad Mark's gone for the summer. I've been reorganizing the basement. I've decided to move my projector out there, since I watch way too much TV, and having a TV out of my room can only help matters. Plus, it'll be better for group parties. We're moving Marshall's desk to the north side of the room, and putting a screen up where Marshall's desk used to be. We're putting the projector in the little indention where the chimney is upstairs. And then we're utilizing the rest of the space for a pool table and fusball table. It's gonna be the bomb. I hope Mark doesn't mind losing his band practice facility.

Jonathon just announced he will be moving. Something about needing to go home to help his family for the summer, and then the military. Part of me is kind of sad about this, but another part of me is looking forward to a much cleaner house. Jonathon really reminds me of dad when it comes to piles and projects and never throwing away things.

Here's something random: the first Sunday I came back, Oertel walks up to me and asks me to sing in the choir. I protest I don't know the song, but she says it's the same one we've been practicing. This kind of surprises me since I thought they were supposed to do it on Mother's Day. Well, funny thing is I get on stage and as the meeting starts I realize that none of our Bishopric is on stage. Seems they were released on Mother's Day, and rather hastily. They hadn't been in there for that long. This is too bad. I really liked Bishop Ingersoll. Someone told me he wanted asked to be released. I guess I'm not too surprised. But I just like the fact that he was so down to Earth. And I'm gonna miss Brother Thomas and and Brother Bramwell as well. There's also rumors that the ward will be splitting. This is kind of making me sad. I'm thinking that at very least, it'll mean the Thomases and Erika and Andy (who I'm just now getting to know—great guy, should have gotten to know him sooner) will be out of our ward (oh, while we're on the Thomases, Erin's sister Megan just moved in. She is way cute, has a lot of the same qualities that I like in Erin, and the only two things that are keeping me away are Erin and the fact that she's 19). But I'm also hoping we won't lose Kristen and Shanta and Melinda and them. Time will tell, I guess.

But anyways, the NBA playoffs rock. The Spurs definitely let the Mavs get too close, but it was an entertaining series nonetheless. 6 games. Steve Kerr in game 6 was absolutely amazing. I don't think I'll ever forget the threes he put up. Four of them in a row in the fourth quarter. Absolutely iced the Mavs. Plus his defense and hustle was amazing. Now that's leadership by example. If he didn't get in there and stop things, I honestly think the Spurs would have lost the series. I get goose bumps all over thinking about his performance.

Oh, and I got a PDA mount for my car. It's a wicked cool concept. I like driving around with my maps and music and stuff, but the mount sucks. And I can't plug the radio adapter into it when my GPS unit is in the CF slot. That's a poor design decision. I bought it from Arkon, and I'm thinking I may send it back and get another one. We'll see how it goes.

Anyways, that's enough for me. Adios.

Posted May 31, 2003 (11:09 PM) | Comments (1)