Orion and I went to see Monster Jam tonight! It all started when we were on our way to see the circus the other day and stopped at Subway for a pre show nibble. While tossing our refuse in the can Orion spotted a monster truck on a little tear away flyer, and we grabbed two. The circus tanked! Orion and I both concurred that the most interesting part was watching the animal rights protesters heckle the circus goers as they cowered in shame, and then walked right into the show like we did. Sure you can sit for 10 minutes while a drugged up tiger walks to the tune of The Pink Panther, but for crying out loud I would rather watch them sleep at the zoo. The circus itself was no fun but Orion and I had a great time going out and doing something together even if all we had was boredom to bond over. After all, bonding over boredom has been one of my stratagem for generating friendships for many a year.
Monster Trucks Square off
This monster truck rally was a first for both Orion and I; perhaps not the pinnacle of Sport, it might not kick your mind into next Wednesday, but as far as opiates for masses go it works for me. It is truly, the floor of the arena. I had heard of Grave Digger before, now I can put a face to a name. Watching those trucks bounce around really gave us a lift, the crashes, ha, well that was like watching a cat with tin foil on its feet, or a dog that had just managed to get ahold of a peanut butter jar. But, mon dieu, the jumps and the near escapes from becoming a beetle on its back, the crazy flip thing. Ahh, these people know how to entertain! Orion and I almost left after the initial races, but sometimes you have take the tiller and turn hard, make a choice, we chose to stay. Cripes what luck, we would have missed freestyle if we had left!
Ill say I was moved, maybe not like Robert Jordan in For Whom The Bell Tolls with his Maria, but defiantly moved. Now when the bell tolls, Oh frak — if it really is for me, but if I am at a monster truck rally, its Grave Digger time baby! And If Pilar could see it today I think she would liken it to a bull fight.
Orion, myself and the dog (Tucker) got out to walk today. We got lost on the way to the dog park but would up in a great rock batting spot on the Mississippi river. Plenty of batting rocks and an ample supply bats on the shoreline. We even saw somebody water skiing on the river in a full wet suit. It looked mighty cold.
After thinking it over and looking around for a few weeks we found a dog. Tucker is a little cattle dog with brown ears and black spots. We adopted him this afternoon after being thoroughly investigated. Judging by his liquid #2’s I would say his first few hours here have been a bit nerve wracking. Some good time laying on his new momma calmed him right down.
Carrie had her first show in a while at a cafe here in Minneapolis. It was fun to get out and see her sing again.
Carrie playing a song at the cafe
I watched most of the show through the window while Orion played with his friends outside. It was a solid 90 degree, muggy evening but that did not slow the kids down.
Orion and friends
We started out with a typical morning, Orion slept good, though he did have a low grade fever through the night after getting his immunizations updated the day before. He woke up cherry as and excited, looking forward to getting out into the public sphere.
Breakfast was good; some waffles, banana, milk, vitamins and some egg. He ate some of each, but not all. I explained to him that in school he can’t just yell, “DAD! Make me a sandwich!”, when he gets hungry. He ate a few more bites to put me at ease.
Carrie’s Look explains it all
I think that is about when it hit us that our big boy was headed to school and we are all off to a new stage of life and adventure. Carrie’s look really captures the apprehension of the moment. She photographs way better than I do.
Dressed for school
After getting dressed, we had a photo op. It is going to be a warm day here in Minneapolis and so shorts were the ticket. After getting dressed, I made a coffee run for Carrie and I and Orion chilled in the back yard singing to the birds.
Orion at school
We parked the car and made our approach, stopping at the door for another photo op. We got there a bit early so we had a chance to hang around outside of Orion’s class for a few minutes before the final shove off.
Orion in his class
We parked his backpack and lunch in his cubby and found his seat. He is pretty lucky; he sits right next to Amelia, a former classmate of his from the Waldorf pre-k. He was happy when we left him, and I think he is really going to enjoy school and is ready to be mixing with his peers as opposed to hanging out at home with dad. As he said in the car, “I am glad to be out of the house!”.
Hey Ry and Bernie. I am now just a days drive from the lake. Still not sure when I will get there, what day did you guys have in mind?
My Space wolves are getting pounded by my nephew Ethan’s Tau. Having good times playing board games in Montana.
Orion in his fighting pose.
Recently we moved to a new neighborhood in Minneapolis and after passing a Karate Studio a few times I made a call to see how to enroll Orion. It was pretty easy; a quick intro lesson, get a uniform and start showing up to class. On most days Orion has a good time and it is pretty cool when he gets a new stripe on his belt. I have to watch out when he starts swinging at home, as he is starting to put his hips into his punches.
Orion doing his backhand smack
War Gaming heaven. I have my older brother Tim and a handful of my war gaming buddies over duking it out in the back yard!
Battle of the Fang