Icewind's Ramblings

The World is just Awesome . . . I'm watching Discovery Channel on Tuesday night with two great programs currently running . . . Deadliest Catch and The Alaska Experiment, and a commercial comes on about all their current series on air. It starts with these two astronauts space walking, looking at the earth . . . and one says . . . “It never gets old huh?” . . . “Nope. It kinda makes you want to break into song.” “Yup.” I love the mountains. I love the clear blue sky. I love big bridges I love when great whites fly I love the whole world and all its sights and sounds Boom di ada Boom di ada Boom di ada Boom di ada I love the ocean I love real dirty things I love to go fast I love Egyptian kings I love the whole world and all its craziness Boom di ada Boom di ada Boom di ada Boom di ada I love tornados I love ar-ach-anids I love hot magma I love the giant squids I love the whole world it’s such a brilliant place Boom di ada Boom

"Seek those who find your road agreeable, your personality and mind stimulating, your philosophy acceptable, and your experience helpful. Let those who do not, seek their own kind." Ice

I wrote last night about my best friend’s birthday and today I found out about what his son’s birthday present was to him. The day for Scott really began after work with the short drive out to Fort Richardson to see a baseball game. Scott loves baseball so much so that while on our vacations he is always taking (making) everyone go see a major league game in whatever city we may happen to be traveling through. That is not so bad and breaks up the travel time when we leave the far north to visit the world Outside. The weather the last few days have been turning toward those wondrous days of summer. With temperatures around 60 degrees and few clouds in the afternoon sky the children of summer enjoy that all American game called baseball. Whether it is the majors, college, high school, or little league there is nothing like a baseball game. The beauty of the field from the grandstands with the grass cut in patterns . . . the bases all white against the red dirt of t

Today is my best friend Scott’s birthday and it got me thinking of aging and sometimes it’s not very graceful. We used to play a lot of racquetball and worked out at the gym together and had fun playing off the fact there is a slight age difference between us but there is always that competition to beat each other in whatever activity we try. We did one of our cruises last year on the ‘Freedom of the Seas’ and had a great time on the Flow Rider surfing ride and the fifty foot tall climbing wall as well as snorkeling. That competitive fire is still within us as we age even if the body has a mind of its own. Never in a million years. Well, not for the last few anyway would I ever have thought that I would be cheeky enough to put a picture of my feet on my blog. Actually saying the phrase “my feet” and “blog” seem to go . . . dare I say it . . . “hand in hand?” No . . . I don’t think I’ll go there in my observation of my feet or make you suffer looking at a picture of such