Call me Iceman

I drove combine for a local farmer during the summer, and he promised to take me up in his personal fighter jet. Today, we did! I dont' know which is better, flying at Mach .82 and seeing the ground fly by, pulling 4 G's, or the barrel rolls...but it's the coolest experience. We flew to Prosser in about 5 mins, did a flyby over the airport and pulled straight up. Then toured all over Tri-Cities and the Snake River Canyon area. He has years of flying experience, which makes you very confident as you see the horizon of the Earth and Sky switch. It's very surreal as you feel gravity literally turn upside down. There's a reason I call him Maverick. So if anyone in Prosser or on the freeway between Prosser and Tri-Cities saw a yellow jet doing barrel rolls and banking, that was me, Iceman.

90 degree turn

Prosser

Housel Middle School

As for getting sick, yes. Trying to remain as cool as possible (and macho) I never did say that I was feeling queezy...until about the last 10 mins...then I said, "I'm not sick, but straight lines are nice." What else could I say? It's like saying "uncle." Sitting there, I'm thinking if I do have to ditch the food, it has to go down my shirt...Luckily, I was strong. But when I got back on ground and home I started to feel my stomach disagree. I never did hurl, which I see as a victory. I can't wait for Janice to go up!

The Three Amigos!

Janice and I have been busy looking through a bunch of old photos for a "special" project we are updating. In the process I came across this gem. It's my cousin Matt Boast, Brett Steen, and me as we did a Three Amigos skit at College Youth Group. We sang, "My Little Buttercup," just like the movie...and we are wearing a table cloth and drapes we bought at Goodwill! (our best

costumes!)Once I saw this picture again, I just started laughing so hard. It's funny how you can be instantly transported back to a time with a photo. There are 4 guys from college who are more like brothers to me.
Derek (I'm stilly embarassed about falling asleep at your parents house during Apple Blossom)
Barry (My roommate who hated my snoring-snooze button, but his hedge hog, Corey, loved me!)
Matt (My cousin, best man, and a brother in all senses of the word)
Brett (Incredible breakdancer, childhood friend, and a great lazer tag sniper)

As years have gone by, it's always tough to keep as close, but years can't ever erase the great times and how close they will always be to me.

This picture is Janice and I on August 7, 1999. It was the original day we planned to have our wedding, but we ended up postponing it to July 8, 2000. This picture was at the time we were supposed to be married, but we were on a family vacation and deep sea fishing excursion. We postponed it since we were both fresh out of college and we decided to wait and earn some extra dinero and solidify some plans. Truth is she was rushing me...and I can't be pinned down like that. ;)

Sometimes evil wins...

In real life, sometimes evil wins. Take the game Janice and I drove to Pullman tonight to watch... It was the classic struggle between good and evil. WSU and UW. Unlike movies, sometimes evil comes out the victor...

VS

It was still great to go see the game and be in the Coug gym. One of the best moments was when Janice asked for a starburst candy I had bought. After handing it to her, she immediately popped it in her mouth, only to realize she hadn't taken off the wrapper. It took about 4 bites before she spit it out and said, "I thought it tasted funny..."

We were given tickets by Steve Thonney, who happens to be quite good friends with Robbie Cowgill. He played for the Cougs and graduated last year. And is the tallest man Janice has ever met. She only came up to his knee caps. An extremely nice guy and they could have used him tonight. Oh well, as my Grandpa used to say, "Even the sun shines on a dog's rear someday."

Pooch 'n Pal Run

Every year on January 1st, Tri-Cities has a Pooch and Pal run. It's a 1.5 mile, 5k trek in a sagebrush field for dogs and their owners. This is the second year we did it. Last year, we ran it. This year, Janice's parents brought their dogs and we all walked as a group. After the race, they serve chili and pie and pass out awards. The rain did not stop us, we forged on. Janice's parents came down from Yakima this morning and said it was snowing like crazy up there. Here...rain. Dang it. School starts up. How am I supposed to cope with going back to work a full week? The race was fun at least. We beat some people.

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