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Hittin' DeKalb

6/11/2003

 
Well, yesterday was my first official camp check-in. Over an hour and a half, we checked in over 350 snot-nosed football players. Surprisingly enough, it went well. I wasn't sure what to expect with this camp stuff, but things were smooth.

Today we had the women's basketball camp check-in. This one was my baby, as my boss and I are splitting up the camp responsibilities. Aside from a few unsigned parental forms, it went well. Honestly, my boss is really helping me with all of this. She's pointing me in the right directions, as she has overseen camp for 5 years. It's nice to have that experience behind you, especially when I can be a slow learner from time to time.

Actually hit the town last night with my bud Smoose. Of course, we had to have a beer early in the night and watch "Old School". As dumb as that movie can be, it's frickin' hilarious. Will Ferrell has got to be one of the funniest people alive today. His delivery is impeccable.

Had some beers with Smoose, Raphael and Raph's lady. Had a good time with those clowns. Smoose is leaving in early July to become a Criminole. He'll be the graduate assistant in the sports info office, while studying for his MBA. The poor bastard thinks he's gonna hire me one day when he is an athletics director. Little does he know, my school will be kickin' his school's ass!

I'm just starting to get to know Raph and his lady. They both seem like cool people, despite the fact he is always giving me hell in the office. Freakin' wrestling coaches … what a bunch of punks.

Also ran into a good friend who I hadn't seen in some time. There's something to be said for peoples' eyes. You can get lost in them. They can tell you a lot. They can pierce right through you. But the eyes of this good friend always remain genuine and wonderful. It was a pleasant surprise seeing her again.

Aside from camps, I have a lot coming up in the next few weeks. Newp and his brother Michael and making there way up to Chi-town and DeKalb the week of the 23rd. Plans are to hit the Cubs game that Tuesday. Then those poor bastards will have to come back to DeKalb and hang with me for a couple of days. Who knows, maybe we'll put on an impromptu min-argus show.

Michael and Alison are getting married on June 28 in Raleigh. Of the 8 weddings I've been invited to since April, this is the only one I can actually attend. Should be good times, but I hear the "pickins is slim" at the wedding as far as single women go. Oh well. I suppose my streak of meeting women at weddings will come to an end. Had a pretty good running tally there for awhile.

I've also got my July 4th plans almost set. Big Red and Kahlgirl will be making there way up to Chicago for the extended weekend. The plans are to hang out in Chi-town Thursday the 3rd and Friday the 4th, and then head back to DeKalb Saturday. I'll have a camp check-in that Sunday. So I'll probably be the party pooper and have to come into the office that day, but I have to show Kahl and Red the bright lights of DeKalb. All three of them. I miss those clowns, so it'll be great to see them. Plus, I'll make some new friends in the city, which can't hurt.

I may have passed this on in a previous post, but I just cannot seem to take Alice Peacock's album out of my car CD player. Her web page is amazing, but her music is pretty damn good as well. I really enjoy #8 on the CD, "Some things get lost." There are some songs that just move you, and for sure this is one of them. The first time I listened to it, I stopped everything I was doing. I immediately had to play it again. The words are tragic and beautiful. I actually sent her an email a few weeks ago letting her know how moved I was by the song, and she responded saying she cries every time she plays the song live. One listen, and you can understand why.

That's all for today kids.

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