Monday, August 9, 2010

On my summer vacation, I...

...maintained an even weight. No idea how, given the frequency of full breakfasts, surf-and-turf dinners, and spirits.

...read four books, including one about a giant prehistoric shark that terrorizes the California coast after escaping from a supposedly-secure entertainment facility. Those bureaucratic fools, to be sucked into the enormous jaws of death by the weight of their own hubris.

...absorbed the data from three fantasy football draft prep magazines. The clock is ticking and you guys are TOAST this year.

...spent two marvelous mornings boogie-boarding, wave-jumping, and hole-digging with my daughter and son at the beach. Blessings abound.

...indulged in two spirited discussions with my enormously sincere and well-meaning dad on the pointlessness of the right's agitation over the Cordoba mosque in Manhattan. Diverting and humbling, as I was reminded once again of the limitations on my rhetorical prowess.

...squeezed in 18 holes of golf with dad where we didn't talk politics, although I did develop a private theory about how my swing is a lot like the war in Iraq, what with all the various things that can go wrong and get in the way of victory.

...hung out at the pool with the kids and my amazing mom, who somehow never runs out of steam and always makes us feel like the absolute center of the universe.

...spent more time just chillin' with my beautiful, wonderful wife than I have in quite a while. The time just flew, and I can't wait to get home from work tonight.

And with that, we look forward to Christmas.

2 comments:

p paul said...

You read a shark book or you watched that classic "deep blue sea" starring ll cool j. Basically the same plot.

Anonymous said...

Merry Christmas! Let the new year will bring a lot of money