Thursday, August 02, 2007

Essentials for the Road.

Those of you who have been loyal readers of Stop Fooling Around have probably already noticed that I tend to make a lot of lists. Actually, anyone who knows me very well at all would know that I am obsessed with putting most information into list form. I don't know why. I just do.

So anyway, I'm leaving for another trip in about 36 hours, so I was thinking about what all I need to do before I go. That got me to thinking about all the things that make life on the road so much easier/enjoyable/better for me. You can see where this is leading, can't you? A list!

So, here you go. These are things I never leave home without. There's also a few things that I tend to look for while I'm out and about.

My Samsung Blackjack: Like a BlackBerry, but way cooler. It uses a Windows Mobile operating system, which is handy because it automatically syncs with my Outlook e-mail, calendar, and contacts. I don't even have to plug it into my computer. The Blackjack just communicates with the corporate server on its own. It also features a full internet browser, so I can pull up the weather, MapQuest, or the Starbucks location nearest to me at the time. Speaking of Starbucks ...



Starbucks: It's not the coffee I care so much about, it's the consistency. I can find a Starbucks in most of the places I go, and I always know what to expect there: decent coffee, comfy chairs, wireless internet, and clean spacious restrooms. Every Starbucks is the same, so I'm never having to guess at what I'm getting.

Hampton Inn:
In keeping with the consistency theme, I have to mention Hampton Inn. I try not to stay in hotels too often, since it's expensive, but when I do splurge, I like to do so at the Hampton Inn. They are noticeably more expensive than a lot of hotel options, but the beds alone are worth it. Every Hampton Inn features the Cloud Nine Experience. That's right. Experience. Go ahead. Click the link. They are not exaggerating. The beds are that good. I try to make sure I'm going to have plenty of time to spend lounging in the bed when I stay at a Hampton Inn. I also try to make sure I'm not going to have to get up early, as the amazing beds make it nearly impossible for one to get out of them before say, 11am. As if the beds weren't enough, I've never ever had less than the absolute best service at a Hampton Inn.

My MSR Hubba Tent: I do try to keep the hotel stays at a minimum. So I often stay with my dealers or sales reps or friends. I also camp quite a bit. $10 bucks for a site at a state park sure beats $110 at a hotel. So, my tent comes in handy quite often. I can set it up in under five minutes. It keeps me dry in the rain. It keeps bugs off me. It's light and compact and doesn't take up much room when I'm not using it. The only catch is that I wish I'd have gotten the 2-person version instead of the 1-person version. The extra space and versatility would be nice.



My Thermarest: Great for sleeping in the tent, the back of the car, or in the floor of someone else's hotel room.



My Immersion Research Board Shorts: They are just the right length, not too long, not too short. They fit me really well. They dry quickly. They have a side pocket that holds just enough stuff. They are extremely durable.



My OR Mithril Stormshell: Quite possibly the most awesome soft shell jacket ever made. It's warm enough for chilly winter days, but not too warm for sudden summer typhoons. It's breathable, but doesn't leak, thanks to the taped seams. The sweet hood tightens at the back of the head instead of at the chin, allowing for a nice snug fit without blocking my peripheral vision.



Downey Wrinkle Releaser: This one should be pretty obvious.

A Camera: As of last week, my Olympus dumbass-proof camera (see the post from last week). You never know what you're going to run into that might require documenting on film.

Patience, A Sense of Humor, and the Ability to Adapt: Enough said.


That's my list so far. There's a good chance that I'm leaving some important things out. Of course, there are numerous other things that I need on the road, such as credit cards, toiletries, sunglasses, shoes ... the list goes on and on. But those things are obvious. The point here was to highlight the stuff that is specific to myself and not so obvious.

That's all I've got for today. I've been at home this week, so the last couple of days have been relatively uneventful. Although I guess I should mention that my cell phone (yes, the awesome Blackjack mentioned above) is, for the most part, broken. To make a long story short, it's following the same road as my recently departed camera (not the sweet ass Olympus). I tear things up. This problem I have is best summed up by a quote from Helen:

Me (telling Helen about my sweet new camera): Yeah, so it's waterproof, freeze proof, crush proof, and can withstand being dropped from 5 feet off the ground. It's virtually indestructible, for a digital camera, anyway.

Helen: You'll manage to break it.

Ahh, Helen. Such a downer. But honest.

Monday, July 30, 2007

48 Hours in Charlotte.

I mentioned last time that I had big plans for my Friday morning in Charlotte, North Carolina. I fully realize that I'm highlighting my inner nerd by telling you that I had been looking forward to seeing the Body Worlds exhibit at the science museum for quite some time. I read about Body Worlds in The Best American Nonrequired Reading of 2006. One of the essays in there was about the Plastination process that makes Body Worlds possible. I was so intrigued that I looked it up on the information super highway. Imagine my excitement when I discovered that the exhibition would be in Charlotte at the same time that I would be there! So, months before my arrival in Charlotte, I had carved out some time just to go see these bodies. For those of you who are too lazy to click the link I so thoughtfully provided, Body Worlds is the exhibition of real human cadavers that have been preserved by a process called Plastination. They wouldn't let anyone take pictures, but I did manage to find some out there on the net:






The whole thing was a lot creepier than I thought it would be. I thought I'd just walk around in there and be like, "Human bodies and stuff ... cool." Instead I spent hours staring at them and pondering my own mortality. I also did not eat lunch that day.

So that's what I did Friday during the day. Friday afternoon I headed over to get set up for the 2nd annual 24 Hours of Booty. The idea is basically to ride this 3 mile loop over and over and over again for 24 hours. They raise money for the Lance Armstrong Foundation while doing this. It's actually a pretty cool event. I was doing tech support and bike demos.

The event started out nicely enough. A little warm, pretty damn humid, but not much to complain about:

But then ... not more than an hour into it, a hell of a thunderstorm came our way. So, what started out like this:

Turned into this:


It was pretty crazy for a few hours. I spent a lot of time pushing pooled water off the top of my tent and awning. Pretty much everything got soaked since the rain was coming in sideways. The 3 mile course was closed for about an hour for safety reasons, so riders were piled in under tents everywhere. Finally the storm let up and went away all togehter. Travis, the guy I was working with took the first sleeping shift from 12:30am till 3:30am. I got to sleep from 3:30am till 7:30am. Then I worked the rest of the day and was surprisingly chipper most of the time. We finished up Saturday around 7 (24 hours later, of course) and I managed to get about 4 hours into my drive home before I had to stop and sleep. I drove all day yesterday and finally made it home.

My roommate is bugging the shit out of me to go ride, so, while I'd love to elaborate more, I've gotta go. More later though.




Thursday, July 26, 2007

Is this thing still on?

Is anybody still reading?

I know. It's been a ridiculously long time since I last posted, but believe me, it's not for a lack of things to write about. In fact, having so much to write about is part of what's been keeping me from blogging. Everytime I sit down to start to try to catch up, I wonder, "where do I begin?" Then I get overwhelmed with how much is going on. Then I have to wander over to Daily Puppy to calm myself down. Then I get distracted and don't ever get around to actually doing any updating.

So, in case you were wondering, my last couple of months can best be summed up like this:


Yeah. That's a lot of driving. 22,000 miles since March 23rd, to be exact. I have slept in my own bed 39 nights out of the last 148 (since March 1st).

Am I complaining? Not hardly. My job is awesome. I'm getting paid to go on roadtrips. Occasionally I do have to do some work, but it mostly consists of standing around talking about bikes.

My camera died yesterday. Well, it's not completely useless. It still takes videos pretty well. It just doesn't really take still pictures anymore. They come out blurry at best, but most of the time, you can't even tell what was in the picture. Honestly, I'm a little surprised that it even lasted this long. Many of you will agree when I say that I just can't have nice things. I put that camera through some tough times: beaches, rainstorms, beaches during rainstorms, sweaty bike rides, every mile I've traveled on the road this year, rambunctious parties, and other adventures. Oh, and I've dropped it more times than I can count. So, as a final farewell to the little camera who just couldn't take any more abuse, I'm posting some of my favorite pictures taken on it.


My pal Kellen and me in Orlando.


My bike on some railroad tracks in Tallahassee, Florida.


Kellen and me again. We were watching a storm coming in over the beach and I got the bottom of my pants went. Some of you who are fellow Ace Ventura fans (Sarah) might recognize that I'm reenacting the scene where Ace gets hit with spears in both legs.

Vacationing in Reno/Tahoe. I thought the cruise ship looked lame, so I let everyone know how I feel.



Letting my little sister Johnna know who's boss in front of the Reno sign.



By the end of the trip in Reno/Tahoe, I was flipping off most things just for the hell of it.


Of course, there's a gazillion more pictures that I took on that camera, but these just happened to be some that were handy and/or amusing to me.

I was just outside of Asheville, North Carolina yesterday when I passed a Best Buy. I went in just to look at cameras and at least start getting some ideas for replacing my broken one. I wasn't really planning on buying one yet. Then I saw this display for the Olympus Stylus 770SW:

You're probably looking at the features highlighted on the right and going, "Wow! Really?!" I was anyway. It was significantly more expensive than the other 7.1 Megapixel cameras, but I decided it would probably be worth the extra money now if I don't have to replace it in less than a year. So far, everyone I've told about it is wondering whether or not this thing is really as tough as they claim it is. Give me a few months with it and I'll let you know.

Of course, this post would be incomplete without the first picture I took with the new camera:



I try to camp whenever possible on the road because it's a hell of a lot cheaper than hotel rooms. Plus, it adds a little variety sometimes. Last night I got my campsite, set up my tent, and built my fire. Then the sky starting pissing rain, which kinda irritated me because I had just worked so hard making a fire and had really been looking forward to an evening of wine and roasted marshmallows next to the fire. Instead I just sat in my tent reading and occasionally glaring at the rain as my fire fizzled down to nothing.

Funny story about the wine glass though. I found this little wine shop in town owned by this really nice little old man. He chuckled when I asked him what would go well with roasted marshmallows. Not only did he have a few suggestions, but he also insisted that we open a couple bottles and try them out. After tasting three of them, we ended up just drinking the rest of one bottle. Then, as I was buying one of the other bottles, he asked me, "What are you gonna drink this out of?" I replied with, "The bottle." I fully expected him to be appalled at that, but instead, he laughed. I took this response to be a sign of good character. Then he gave me a wine glass to take along so I could "enjoy the wine properly." So now I have a wine glass. Although, judging by my past track record with nice things, this one probably won't last long.

It rained all night, but at least I managed to stay dry while I slept. Tonight I'm at the Hilton Garden Inn in downtown Charlotte, North Carolina. After two nights of camping, I was ready for a nice soft bed, continental breakfast, and all of the other luxuries that come with a hotel room. I'm pretty excited about tomorrow. I've got some neat plans for the morning. I'll tell you about it later. For now I'm off to take advantage of the free cocktail hour and then the hot tub.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Letter to the Editor

This was in the local paper yesterday. I have no further comment except that I hope this lady has not produced offspring.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Just checkin' in ...

I can't belive it's been over two weeks since my last post. Seriously ... where the hell have I been? Oh yeah, that's right ... Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, and now, Nebraska.

Quick recap of the last two weeks: I drove. A lot. I slept in the car a couple times because it was cheaper. I met up with some long lost friends for a few hours. I drank a lot of beer. I talked to a lot of women about all things cycling-related. I watched a really cool lightning storm as I drove to Austin in the middle of the night. I decided that Houston, Texas sucks. I saw my family. I shot some sweet guns. I had a couple days off. I bought my first pair of climbing shoes AND used them. I saw Blades of Glory and thought it was HILARIOUS. I saw my dog!

And I took some pictures.

My new shoes for climbing stuff!


The family dog in one of the houses I stayed in. Almost as cute as Danger.

Peanut.

I'll pop a cap in yo' ass.
Okay, I seriously need your help with this. I was sitting at a stoplight when I looked out my window at the sign for Grapevine Mills Outlets. Nice little Texas cowboy scene. Except, what the hell is going on with this guy?
I mean, seriously. Is he sitting on something? Is he molesting a cow? Is he sitting on something AND molesting a cow? I am bothered by this and won't be happy till I figure out what is going on here. So, I'm asking all of you ... any of you ... someone ... please tell me what that cowboy is doing! For your further reference, here is a picture including the rest of the sign ... you know, for context clues:

I'm anxiously awaiting your input. Please, put my mind at ease.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Worth a thousand words ...

I've discovered that my super awesome phone (well, aside from the fact that it doesn't understand Daylight Savings Time) takes pretty decent pictures, so now I find myself constantly taking pictures with it. I had quite a few pictures piling up on there, so I went through and forwarded the good ones and deleted the stupid ones. Here are the fruits of my labor, in no particular order:

This is Rudy, who lives with Heath and Heidi, whose house I stayed in for part of my time in Madison.


I saw this in the vitamin section at Wal-Mart the other day.

Check out the sweet accessory that turned my cruiser into a bar-hopper.

Heath on his basement bouldering wall. Bouldering is hard.

I came home for four days and pretty much took over the driveway and garage with my stuff. The boys were nice enough to help out with some of the work.

I drove through Missouri on the heels of a rainstorm that left everything all pretty and spring-like.

I say I live in Arkansas, but really I just have an address there. I actually live here.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

More Things I've Learned:

  • Just because the wine only costs $3.00 a bottle, doesn't mean you can just drink more of it. In fact, this in highly inadvisable. I know this from a little run-in I had with what we like to call "Three Buck Chuck."
  • Putting down vinyl flooring isn't as hard as I thought, but it's still not easy. I didn't do the best tiling job ever, but I did my best tiling job ever.

  • The DMV in Wisconsin is worse than the DMV in Arkansas. I thought I was a genius when I showed up 20 minutes before the place even opened .... apparently I'm not the only one who thought of that:

  • The guys in the hardware department at Home Depot don't actually know any more about hardware than I do.

I apologize for the lack of explanation here. It's been a LONG two weeks and I'm exhausted. I should be heading back to Arkansas on Thursday, at which point I will have been gone over three weeks. I can't wait to sleep on my luxurious sheets again!