we got out. Tuck cried, I want to go to your store. But we left him at school at 7pm and continued on to deluxe, and two places next door for drinks and relaxation before pizza and the playground at dark and coming back to a Wisconsin victory.

I was due to be putting Tuck to bed last night but he went down on his own early.

Sissy came back from working out with a bottle of Jamesons. Happy St. Paddy's!

Tommy came over and forced me in the car.

We went out to this pretty cool juke joint kind of place downtown. Walked in to a band playing Fearless.

That actually was the best number of the night for me, but they went on to play Breathe, a killer Shine On, Time, etc.

All with a fairly funky beat. They were after all called "Disco Floyd". I asked the guitarist if he knew any disco. Nope.

Inside Georgie started going at it with PBS and Kyle Hollingsworth, the keyboardist from String Cheese.

String Cheese dude was lost the whole night. Nothing to contribute to da funk.

The rest of the band had to hover around the drums to keep the beat.

Got home late and momma said Tuck had gotten up and had just gone down.

They got up and left for work without me this morning, but

I fear repercussions are forth coming when I gets home tonight.

Tuck and Sissy were nice enough to accompany me down to the Air Force academy to watch me play some Water Polo. I've been playing twice a week at University of Denver since late January. It's starting to feel good, but on this day, the Denver B squad got murderized.

I'll give this another go for a while. This weekend, BST went to Wash park so papa could play the first ultimate of the season and Momma and Tuck could walk the long dried out stream that runs thru the park. Ultimate was very sketchy and I threw away my first 5 passes and had someone jump over me to get a disc I was supposed to catch. My body ached quite a bit and I can still feel it today. Afterwards, I went on a boondoggle to find a stereo amp. No luck with that, but I did come across a huge Tonka fire engine. Tuck was amazed. The ladder can reach all the way up to the counter.  Sunday we went to Falcon Mountain and explored the old 'castle' ruins there. We hiked about 2 miles and up to the look out tower on a gorgeous Colorado day. Tucker is really beginning to love scrambling up the rocks. Zita was Miss Congeniality as usual. We got home and moved the planters around in the back yard and I got to fix em up a bit and cut stuff with my new Sawzall!

It took quite a long time and I lost my job because of it.

Here's the tale of a three week trip out west for the Second Annual Ajeet Pal Benefit.

Relive every exciting, wet and painful moment.

Here's everything from the Playa Menacoz to the Wedding in DC and the Packer game in New Orleans.

Here's the story from Pat's wedding thru my first day in Spain.

Here's my first major update on my travels in Europe.

So here i am in the Big Easy. Nawlins, baby. But not for long. In only two weeks i'm off to Europe.

I'm going to try to move down to New Orleans and work construction with a friend until either I find a job doing Web stuff or July comes around. Hopefully I'll get to play a lot of music and maybe get in a band down there or something. If not sooner, in July, I'll be heading to jolly old England to attend a friends wedding and maybe try to find work in Europe.