Day 127

Blurb: There's nothing better than using your Saturday morning to rummage through rich people's stuff.

Backstory: Today yard sale season kicked off with a whimper. I love nothing more than a good yard sale because I've come to realize that antique stores are overpriced. The affluent suburb of Upper Arlington kicked off the season but I'm sad to say I wasn't very impressed.
The problem with this morning's event is that it was too spread out, Upper Arlington is a product of city sprawl. The event was so large it was divided into quadrants with only a few houses in each section. This pretty much means it was impossible to walk, which is supposed to be the beauty of a community sale. My hopes are still high for the next big neighborhood sales: German Village and the Short North. These communities don't have as many wealthy people but it's much more walkable. So there's to the future.

Day 126

Blurb: I think Abe got lost somewhere around the Starbucks and Lifetime Fitness center.

Backstory: I'm a sucker for people in period costume. It's something I've never done myself, but I enjoy watching other indulge in reliving the past. This weekend lots of civil war reenactors will fill the Statehouse lawn for the annual stuff on the lawn event. They'll make old timey food, fire cannons, teach kids how to use fire arms and most importantly dress-up.
The event started this morning with reenactors arriving just before 7am to set up their tents and get the cannons going. The man you see above is a well known Lincoln impersonator in Columbus. This is my second or third time seeing him in person and I must say the jury's still out. I consider myself a Lincoln-phile and he's not rough enough for my taste, plus he's a little too young to be sporting that stage of Lincoln look. The former Prez didn't adopt the beard until later in life, and this guy still has some good years sans-facial hair.
It's pretty interesting and all the volunteers are really great with kids. In fact, I was one of only a few people there who wasn't with a school group. So if you're looking for a little quirky reason to go downtown and see people dressed up and talking about the olden days I encourage you to head down there.

Day 125

Blurb: Happy Cinco de Mayo.

Backstory: There's nothing like an end of the week mini-celebration. Today is Cinco de Mayo, the day nobody in Mexico celebrates but America goes crazy for. Doing my part to be the stereotypical American I was obliged to go eat Mexican food at my favorite restaurant: Tres Potrillos.
Mom and her friends got their early so we actually got a table, which was very difficult this evening. It was filled to the brim with people looking for a little Mexican flavor. So many people were there they didn't even serve margaritas in glass mugs. Even with this fact it was a great time with some of my favorite foods, so Feliz Cinco de Mayo!

Day 124

Blurb: This picture pretty much sums up our life relationship; Jenny does all the work while I sit back and pick my nose.

Backstory: There some changes coming to the 365 project! I've been wanting to redesign this page pretty much since I started but I don't have the skills to make shit fancy. Luckily Jenny has some of those skills and she's much better at sitting still and thinking things through. This evening we had a "design consultation" for the site. There are a couple site I'm really into right now and Jenny's going to try and create something super sweet. Hopefully in the coming weeks we'll have something new to show you.

Day 123

Blurb: I need to learn how to read time tables, or the Y needs to fix their online schedules. Tonight's little adventure is part of my whole "weight loss" effort because low and behold I've decided to join a gym. The branch near my house doesn't have as many classes as the big branch downtown, so I ventured out there this evening. When I arrived I discovered I'd read the schedule in correctly and Cardio Muscle was actually 15 minutes earlier.
This is not a very exciting story but today was not a very exciting day. May is sweeps months in the television business and everyone seems to work longer, more stressful hours. I'm really just trying to stay afloat and get a few things done.

Day 122

Blurb: Holding a moment of history.

Backstory: It's a saga that started almost ten years ago on my walk from second period to third period English. I saw my friend Lucas in the hallway and he said, "Man, someone hit the Twin Towers." Needless to say I didn't believe him until I entered room and saw the jaw dropping footage that's now ingrained in the American psyche.
This September will mark the ten year anniversary of 9/11. I'm not one to get overly emotion about the attacks but I am someone who appreciates a good retrospective. Just after 11pm last night President Obama announced Osama bin Laden had been killed in a special forces raid on his Pakistani compound. He masterminded that day that's so easy to remember plus a number of other attacks. It feels weird to rejoice in the death of another, but as Mark Twain said, "I've never wished death on a person, but there are some obituaries I enjoy reading more than others."

Day 121

Blurb: Tonight I ate half a pizza. Yep, I'm a champ.

Backstory: Pizza isn't something we really eat anymore. Every one's on a diet and avoiding the pies are an easy way to avoid calories. But like everyone else sometimes we don't feel like cooking dinner and ordering pizza is easier than taking a shower.
Tonight I housed half a delicious stuffed crust pizza from Pizza Hut. Nothing is more deliciously than a stuffed crust pizza and if you try to argue with this I'll punch you. It reminded me of when I was little and everyone said their favorite food was pizza. I feel like everyone went through this phase where the teacher would ask what every one's favorite food was and half the class would yell pizza.
Looking back it makes sense why everyone did this; because it really is delicious. There's just something about cheese, bread and red sauce that's awesome. I'm specifically talking about chain pizza, because that's what we all loved when we were little. These days small yuppie children might say their favorite pizza is from California Pizza Kitchen but a child from the 90s will say Pizza Hut.