So I missed a post yesterday; for the loyal readership, I’m sorry.

You know, I’ve posted just over 150 entries to this blog since its inception, and that’s averaged out to about one per day. I don’t consider it to be half bad. What confuses me, however, is when I go to read some other blogs I’ve randomly come across in my nomadic Internet activity (usually popular/recent on del.icio.us or by using StumbleUpon). Some of these people post two, three, five, or more times a day. I often end up asking myself two things:

1) Is the blog in question so important to justify so many posts every day? I mean, it’s one thing to do it once in a while, but this is usually the norm, not an exception.

2) Do some people really have that much time (or interesting stuff) to share or write this stuff? I mean, there are some really detailed items I’ve read, and if they’re anything like me, that takes time to accomplish.

I guess I’m old school in that I also don’t understand the need for something like Twitter, either. Something about the effect of ‘8:55am – I’m in my car, stuck in traffic,’ 9:01am — guess I’m late for work.,’ and the like not only seems completely uninteresting to me, but also seems a complete waste of time. Much like text messaging.

Ah well, moving on…

It was a pretty busy weekend we had. The Seidl’s came to the area for the weekend, so a bunch of us ended up at a nearby lake for a good portion of a day (something like six hours). It was a really good time. Good food, socializing, and some water adventures. I don’t water ski (namely because I was never able to get up on the damn things and when I nearly did, a ski came off and hit me in the forehead at which point in time I swore it off forever), but the tubing and kneeboarding business I can handle and enjoy.

There was no kneeboard around, but tubing most definitely did happen. And It Was Good. I’d taken a ride or two earlier in the day, but then decided I needed to have one of ‘those rides.’ You know, the one in which the uninitiated walk away from crying like a little schoolgirl. The one in which the number of broken bones are used in a scoring system. Yeah, that sort of ride.

I managed to get the ride I was looking for. And it freakin’ rocked! Long story short, I really wish that someone would’ve had the camera running, because from what I heard later most of the shoreline was cheering when I took the spill of a lifetime. I knew I rolled across the top of the water at least once, but I was later told this was three complete rolls. That’s right, Jesus walked on water, but Matt rolled on it. Jesus didn’t exactly have a boat pulling him around in circles, either. So I guess he’s at least one-up on me for raw talent.

Okay, I’m gonna go to hell for writing that, but it’s all in the name of good humor.

Anyway, I’m happy to report that aside from apparently looking to be quite uncomfortable, I have suffered no ill-effects of said time on the water. In fact, I’d love to do it again sometime. But it was an awesome way to spend a really hot day, at least for a while.

After a shower and cool-off at home, we went over to the neighbor’s house where we all hung around and had some more food after our water adventures. It was a good time.

It was incredibly hot out on Saturday; the heat index I believe rose to something like 107-108, with a high air temperature of about 96. It was hot and humid, which was more apparent than ever when we got home from the lake. Thank God for A/C. That’s for sure.

Today wasn’t quite as hot, and it’s gotten cooler throughout the day, but it’s still a bit on the humid order. That’s supposed to get better throughout the night as well, so it will be a welcome change for a few days here this week (especially since I have many projects on which I intend to work). I’ve been prepping a bit for this week’s activity (namely working on my list of things to do), and I have a few items to take care of tomorrow (Monday) morning in town. For one, get a haircut, and for two, get an estimate of what it would cost to fix the (namely cosmetic) damage on the car.

Yeah, that’s right. Damage on the car. Long story short, I parked the car at the lake behind the neighbor’s boat trailer. Not a big deal. Well, some girl (who obviously wasn’t paying attention and had more than enough room to maneuver) managed to run into the boat trailer (and not realize it immediately), pushing it into the front end of our car. It broke part of a taillight on the trailer, and more or less just dented the front license plate and scratched the front bumper of our car. Initial inspection looks like it’s simply a superficial issue (just a scratch and small dent, nothing structural or major), but the problem is that as it’s on a big plastic piece (the front bumper), the entire thing will likely need to be replaced in order to fully repair the issue.

Well, I’ll go get it looked at professionally tomorrow morning so that I can figure out what to do from there. Chances are I’ll leave it as-is, but we’ll see. It’s really not that easy to pick out, but that’s not the point. Regardless, I intend to convey my findings to the gal who caused the situation in the first place, if not for an actual collection simply as a pretty simple reminder to watch what the hell you’re doing when driving. Eesh.

Yeah, the situation pisses me off (simply because it could have very easily been avoided), but at the same time it’s an accident…and really nothing major at that. Nobody was hurt at all, and there wasn’t anything that caused serious trouble.

So anyway, I’ve rambled enough for the night, so I’m going to sign off and will presumably post about progress on projects in tomorrow evening’s installment.

Until next time…

“There is no reason anyone would want a computer in their home.”
– Ken Olson, president, chairman and founder of Digital Equipment Corp., 1977

–MZ