I SENSE TROUBLE

Sense of direction has never been something I tout as being a strong suit. Last night was an example of how it can be a problem. After a time of worship at the Church of Christ at Whitestation I became very frustrated due to my lack of sense of direction. The church is undergoing construction on one of the parking areas. So, not only is the building under construction in one wing, it has that lot completely sealed off. Almost. The only way back there is through double doors leading from the building.

Because I had no real idea of where I was in the building, it took me 5-10 minutes to find the room in which the worship took place. This being the case, I had no clue as to the quickest way to get back to my bike at the conclusion of the service. This takes me back to the part about only one way to the sealed off construction zone. I walked straight out the double doors that led not to my bike, instead to the sealed off lot. There is no escape. I realize this pretty soon after the doors shut behind me. They are now locked.

I walk all the way around the corner on both sides to find no way out. The room in which the service was held is not close enough to draw anyone's attention. I am in trouble. All because I lack a sense of direction. Granted, there are worse places to be trapped in Memphis than a closed church parking lot, but I was very frustrated. My options were limited. Be proud and find a way out. Or phone a friend for them to come open the door. Uncharacteristically, I threw out the option of calling on Rusty for assistance. I was determined on finding a way out. So I found the only spot in the fence row in which I could crawl under, and did just that. I might add that I barely fit under the fence. That was a little bit anticlimactic I guess. But I showed them, I climbed right under their fence, got on my bike and rode home.


Happy Birthday Dad

RIDIN' IN THE DARK

June 16th/17th Erin, Seth (Erin's brother), and I rode our bikes in the Sutherland Midnight Classic Bike Tour. The proceeds benefit Meritan (formerly Senior Services). It was a 17 mile tour beginning at Midnight, obviously. We started at the main Memphis branch library and rode mostly in the Midtown area of Memphis. It took us about an hour and a half to finish it. We only stopped once, it was because I choked on a bug. It was gross, I had to get some water from a gas station. There was a good crowd of people who participated. There was a large age range, and I think there was a range in the seriousness of the riders as well. Thankfully, spandex was more scarce than I expected. I felt safe during most of the race. The best aesthetic part of the ride was seeing the beautiful homes. I plan on doing it next year, you should too. Oh yeah, thanks to the Whaleys for letting us borrow the helmets.


Erin and me at the race. As you may notice, we are representing Erin's place of employment, the Renaissance Group.










Pre-race. Seth, Erin and me.

MEMORIAL DAY

I realize I am about two weeks late, but better late than never. We had a great Memorial Day. Probably the best in recent memory. The Whaley's had us over to their new pad and we went swimming and enjoyed each others company before eating an evening meal. My attempt at grilling burgers in the HOOD with the Woods' earlier in the afternoon was interesting. Be that as it may, we had a good time. Here is a group picture to prove it.

ARE YOU SERIOUS?

I have seen the throwing of bases, covering the plate with dirt, face to face arguing. Rosin bag grenades are new to me.