just a few shout outs and digs.

shout out
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(1) so, i'm back from my first ultimate frisbee game in new jersey. how much cooler can that be... ultimate ... in JERSEY. now the more that i think of it, most of the ultimate that i have played up here has been in jersey. interesting.

our team, the savage 7, lost to a very good and experienced team. but the best part is that we had fun... really, i mean it. our captain is all about getting everyone involved and teaching the great sport. the only sucky thing is that the other team busted out zone defense on us. hello... week one... hello summer league. lame. but it was then i realized that i was one of the few people who knew how to play against the zone. strange.

(2) to my girl, rhima. she is doing the damn thing! i am so proud of her. she is finishing up her thesis in fine form knowing that she is done and ready to defend.




digs
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(1) realtor: do you have time to talk?
smi: sure, what's up?
realtor: it seems the seller's agent lost the check for your deposit on the condo?
smi: what?
realtor: yeah, they can't find it at their office.
smi: oooh, my parents are going to be mad.
realtor: well, it's easy for me to say, but this happens all the time.
smi: what?
realtor: so could you find out if the check has been cashed?
smi: oh, i'll find out! this is ridiculous.

what, what, what? a fat ass check for my earnest deposit on my condo is mia. luckily my dad has the flexibility to get to the bank tomorrow (i owe him a huge father's day gift), stop payment on the mia check, get me another check, and send it to me overnight. geesh. only a few more days, and i will never have to deal with jackass and his jackass agent again. :)

<----thanks, dad!

(2) i pulled my left quad. when, i'm not exactly sure, but i'm guessing it has to do with getting my butt kicked on a weekly basis by my trainer. i think the deal was sealed when i tried to get up from sitting on my floor in the hotel. not so glamorous, but the truth. so now i smell like icy hot but the menthol is making my leg feel nice. don't worry, i'll be sure not to bathe myself in it. only bad things can happen if i do that.

i'm done ranting and raving (speaking of which when football season rolls around again... check out steven miranda and jeff ellis' podcast. these guys out in sunny california are a riot).