FUN W/ BOB

Eating out no more, & a new hobby?

Eating out: So ‘last year’

I covered someone’s early-morning shift today and got off work around 3:30p. I had expected to come home to an empty house, but lo-and-behold The Girl was home studying on the couch. She was supposed to work tonight but found someone to cover for her. Hey, we’re both home, this is a good thing.

Except of course neither of us planned it nor what to do about dinner in such a situation. Being hungry as we were and with all the meat still in the freezer, we opted for a night out to eat, something we haven’t done in a long long time now. Our destination?
Marie Callender’s. They make pies. I eat pies. Sounds like a match. Let’s go.

So some turkey dinner later, and back home I feel like a zepplin; heavy, filled with noxious contaminants, and ready to blow. Holy sh!t do I feel like it might be the last time I ever eat out. Seriously. Here’s how I’m looking at it. We sat around a bunch of people that irritated us, ate food that wasn’t all that good, paid too much for it, now feel sick, and all we really got out of it was
convenience. Wow. How convenient. Now I feel like a dog and I’m broke. Yeah, sign me up.

No thanks. Organic dinners have spoiled me. And they surely cost less. And I feel like a champ instead of a chump. I’ll be dining in from now on, thanks anyway.



Thinking of a Hobby between 1 and 10…
So in case you hadn’t noticed, I sort of enjoy being outdoors and doing that sort of thing. Yeah I know it doesn’t always seem to fit with my love of technology, does it? Well believe it or not the two can coexist, it’s just finding a way to meld the two together, which was in large part what the whole “Digital SLR vs. Pocket Camera” was about: I want to enjoy the life I’m making up here, but I want to enjoy the hobbies I love as well. I like photography. But at what cost? At what point does it hinder my enjoyment of other hobbies?

Well anyway, that’s not what this is about. This is about new hobbies I want to take up. And you were supposed to be guessing, by the way.

One of the things I have yet to grow tired of up here is hiking. I love it, and again part of the reason I love photography and want to continue in some sort: it’s pretty and I want to capture it. But there’s more to me than walking around. I want to run it. And once I start running it, I need something to keep me going. Like a bear. A bear chasing me would
definitely keep me going, I think.

Ah, but maybe I don’t necessarily need a bear. Maybe it’s just the challenge in general that I need. Yes, maybe that’s it. Maybe a challenge. Like a
race. Yeah. A race.

You see I’m a competitive soul. I have no idea why, because I’m a sicilian male perhaps, I can’t say for sure. But I do know that I’m always game to play a sport and chase a ball, even if it’s a ball I hate (I’m looking at you,
baseball…). So I’m looking into things like adventure racing or at least competitive off-road racing. Seems to me like it might be something that interests me. And it would definitely give me a goal for training & such, and I love having goals for training & such as anyone can attest. Especially if they’ll like good ol’ Miles Join me.



For the Record
This does not mean that Ju-Jitsu lessons are out. No, that I’m not taking to be directly competitive, and have no desire to try and “get to the top,” mainly as I feel that likely that involves losing more teeth than I maybe even have.

So Ju-Jitsu is still a go. And hey: if I find my way to the
UFC? So be it.

Peace.