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feb.03

spencer is adding several words a day - i keep asking sarah «is that a new word?» as they are all new to me. he shut a book and looked at sarah and said «shut». later on he said «buzz book» with book being new. he also says «my house» and «our house» and then «barn» plus all kinds of new words. the best one yet was a 3 word sentence, still a little jilted like the kids electronics with the prerecorded voice [find the... red... square] but so much closer together - «daddy help me». oh yeah, when you ask like that, i'll be there.

feb.05

while sarah was at a loan officer class, i took the boys hiking with trevs little group. spencer really wanted to hike on his own yet after 2 miles he was worn down but still fighting off my offer to carry him. he would walk, then sit, then play in the dirt. we were always the last ones [him being 2-3 years younger than the other boys]. with him on my shoulders [and me joking to other dad's comments of «it is so much easier with the sun on our backs» - i had my SON on my back - not easier] we made better time until i felt his arms loosely hitting the sides of my face. soon i felt his jaw snap on my head a few times. poor little guy was falling asleep.

feb.06

i got to be a clown during a street fair at choich - it really wasn't my pick but i said i would help out. i was to be a clown weightlifter, and my costume was pure silver overalls over a silver blouse. both were far too small and i could only hook one side of the suspenders without it bunching up somewhere else and making me «scary clown». the blouse was so small that i could only lift one arm at a time. it was fun and enjoyable, with very few people being able to recognize me [my father in law didn't] but my red goattee gave it away. with the costume being so small i was fearing a wardrobe malfunction until someone pointed out i WAS a wardrobe malfunction. when the sun came out later, i became a hot pocket. good times, good times.

feb.07

corcor brought home 7 baby rats as their mom wasn't doing a good job. we've been waking corcor up in the middle of the night to feed them, but they've been dying slowly. 6 days after she came home with them, they've all died including fatso, the little guy that seemed to be eating so well. in the end, sarah was doing much of the feeding. poor corcor.

feb.09

spencer has been walking around telling us what the colors in our house are, along with «stop sign.... red», «green... go» and then mixing them up to see if we are listening. everyday more words which is a great releif to us. «hot dog» is a favorite.

feb.11

woohoo, my birthday, and i got to go for a long ride. either my frame is failing or i'm getting slower, but i sure didn't zoom along very quickly. that leads me to the big news of getting a new bike.

the team i'm with is doing a group buy with our sponsor, so i should have a new bike soon [one that is more than a generation beyond being made out of wood]. i've been mulling over what i should get, and i just can't justify the highest end components no matter how pretty they are. i've also gone with a non-traditional frame [hey, i'm getting shimano parts, not campagnolo for crying in the night] so we'll see how that works. i'll still have money left over to turn my old bike into a fixed gear for training. ah, i can't wait to have a frame that won't flex and shift gears on me.

for the second half of my birthday [other than going to outback with some friends, the same pair we'll hook up with this coming saturday with more friends to celebrate our birthdays - corkules and mine. we were born on the same day, different year] we went to the titan missle museum. very impressive for such a seeming small installation. it houses the only remaining titan missle in the us as all the other silos were destroyed for russian satellite viewing. i'll post more on it as i look into it all, but it stands 103 feet in a silo that is much deeper, 300 meters from the interstate. that would be a might scary sight to see while driving, not to mention what was probably also headed towards us. 20 years of 24 hour shifts with the same 4 people, loaded with cold war secrecy.

feb.15

i am so, SO tired and the whole family is sick and staying home today. all 5 of them. it must be a record. today my bike should be ordered, then 5-7 days until it shows up and i'll get it assembled. woohoo!

feb.16

great. last night i woke up at 12.20am and couldn't fall asleep until around 5.20am. today is going to be miserable. it kinda reminds me of the time in second grade when i could remember how to spell «of» and sent a classmate off to ask the teacher for me. seriously, i was thinking it contained a «U» and a «V» but i couldn't find out how to put them together.

spencer returned from school today with all his valentines. for the ones he gave out, he drew a buzz on each. his classmates should enjoy that. still no word on if my bike was ordered and what the final bill will be.

feb.18

i finally went on a team ride, and i am in a very odd shape. all these short commutes have gotten me a decent amount of speed, but the endurance doesn't last much more than a mile. i blew up on gates pass but still was the third person up, regrouped at the top and when we decended the west side my chain came off. i motored and caught most everyone by my lonesome [passed all but a few] then did the same on mccain loop and the way home. it was good, but not easy. i'd feel great pulling and then «wham» i would be fatigued. let's see what happens with more mileage.

feb.19

ah, the great cross country men's relay. if you don't know the history, the italians just drafted the entire race in '94 in lillehammer and ended up with a sprinter on the last leg and beat norway's micheal jordan by .4 seconds - on their own turf. norway won the last two olympics against the italians by .2 in'98 and .3 in '02. this year it wasn't close with the italians winning at home and norway back in the pack.

what i find even more impressive is frode estil's 30k race. good golly, he gets in a mess at the very beginning with a few other skiiers, goes down and is dead last with a broken ski. two teammates head to the front to block and he gets going again, seemingly out of the race. 15 minutes later he is back with the leaders, still having enough juice to finish second - by just .06 seconds. wowzers. i am more than awed.

feb.20

today is spencer's birthday, the infamous 02.20.2002 date. if only he could have been born [in military time] at 20:02 to make it 200202202002. would that not be binary but tertiary numbering?

before work i was singing the opening song for this animated series that i remember watching on captain kangaroo as a kid. it was mandatory to sing it improperly, «well you know my name is simon, and the things i DRAW-ER come true...». good old «Simon in the land of chalk drawings» - this one may be better, along with this