Happy 4th Everyone
Have a great one today - I'm spending the whole day pretending that everyone else isn't celebrating the defeat of my home country. Alcohol normally works pretty well for this. And Union Jack underpants.
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Random ramblings about not necessarily anything in particular, and not much more....
Labels: fun
A bit of what seemed like a whirlwind trip to New York is now complete, so I can take a quick breath and enjoy a few days back at home over the holiday weekend before diving headfirst back into work.
The trip started out in usual fashion - plane delayed by an hour, and then circling New York for an hour and a half, before we almost ran out of fuel and had to make a semi-emergency landing at a National Guard landing strip somewhere in Upstate New York. Another hour on the tarmac, and then a short hop in to finally land almost 4 hours after we were meant to. Luckily enough, I had filled the iPod Touch with a good few episodes of Season 1 of Miami Vice, so I wasn't too stressed with the whole ordeal. Something about Ferrari's and pastel suits just makes me relax I guess.
So, all plans for the first night were blown out of the water, but it ended up working out fine - both Kathy and Nick were knackered for completely different reasons, so we got checked into the hotel around 10 and immediately ordered a big steak on room service.
Sunday was a pretty lazy day - first vacation lie in, followed by a quick trip over to Nick and Danni's to watch the footy. It was actually a decent game, which is relatively unusual for a final. And if you're ever lucky enough to go over to their place, make sure Danni does her special nut recipe thing. I can still taste them now - they were great. We then bailed shortly after the game (and the torrential rain had stopped) to go splashing in puddles around Central Park, then had a wander down 5th Avenue, stopping in the Apple store so I could sample the completely see through circular elavator, and take a couple of pics.
Monday was a huge day - we wandered around for about 7 hours (and I'm still feeling the pain from all that exercise now). Top of the Rock, Times Square, lots of shops, including bumping into one of the cast of CSI in FAO Shwartz. We even managed to buy a couple of things, then a quick blast back to the hotel for a shower, and out for dinner with Nick, Danni, Lindsay and Aaron. The place was called In Vino (I think) - a little Italian place down in Alphabet City - great food and wine. We ended up chatting for ages, taking our time with dinner, and eventually closed the place down. It wasn't too late a night, but we crashed big time when we got back to the hotel.
Tuesday we lazed around in the morning, and then just got in a cab and headed for what we thought was a little spanish tapas place. Of course, it had recently shut down, so wandered around for a bit until we found a mexican restaurant that had the best fajitas I've ever had in my life. An afternoon margarita (or 3) to ensure I was in the holiday mood worked a treat, then we jumped in a cab to the Upper West side to see where all the rich people lived. Lots of very nice houses and apartments up there, but I have no idea how normal people can afford to live in that area. Or Manhattan as a whole I guess. The only thing that was cheap all weekend were the cabs (and a couple of things we picked up in the sales).
Tuesday night was apparently my get drunk night, and I succeeded in my task. We jumped straight in the cab after our wanderings to head to Royale, home of the best burger in New York. As luck would have it, it was also just a regular bar, rather than some fancy restaurant, so we hung out in the bar for a while as we were a little early (the first time that happened all weekend). Nick and Danni came by, along with their friend Thomas, and we sampled the burgers and fries and onion rings before Nick's newly arrived Wii started calling his name, and our stamina disappeared with that last gin and tonic.
And then Wednesday we came home. Delayed, of course, but nothing too serious - I think we were both pretty exhausted, but excited to see Fynn again. From the frantic wag of her tail, and the fact that she's followed us around all day today, I think she missed us too. And to think I was worried she might not have wanted to come home after all the care and attention she gets at her own special vacation home known as the Falkenbergs.
The trip was great - nice to hang out with friends in their home town for a change, and New York has so much to see and do. We worked out pretty quickly we'd need about 3 weeks solid to actually do most of the things we wanted to do - it was never going to happen, so we just relaxed and enjoyed what we did do. If we go back, I'm definitely going on a walking training program beforehand though...
If the F430 Scuderia isn't fast enough for you, there's this little gem from Novitec - they added a couple of superchargers on there, along with some other bits and pieces to make sure you stay on the road, and sent it out for some lucky people to play with. Unfortunately, they decided their press car was going to be yellow, which is pretty unforgiveable in my book. And only an extra $74k over the base price? Bargain if you ask me.

"It's in my blood. You can get rid of the wife or the bank manager, but a Geordie can never get rid of Newcastle"
Well, not literally, but maybe saved my sanity. The last 6 months has kind of been a blur, with loads of different things going, both at work and home (especially work), as I tried to get used to the new job title, still keeping up with the old job(s), and generally trying to make some progress. Somedays it just felt like there was way too much going on.
I know Mr Bland won't be too happy about this, given he was one of his biggest fans.

With gas (petrol) prices finally getting up to the prices I used to see growing up in the UK, I'm not alone in hoping to see a few more cars come over from Europe in the next couple of years. Obviously, my wishes are driven more by the fact that they have way better hot hatches over there, so our motives may be slightly different.



I realize I've been slacking a little lately, so I'm going to make an effort to get out at least one post per day (on weekdays, just in case).
After a year on hiatus, we once again mobbed the deck at Fado's to have the joint Aaron and Tonks birthday celebration. The night started off in a nice quiet and controlled manner (and some nice person was even offering free shots of Newcastle Brown Ale), but of course quickly degenerated into the usual shot drinking, word slurring extravaganza.
Luckily for me, the wife extracted me at the right time, and I made it home all safe and sound. Special mentions go to Batsukh for making it all the way down from up north (on public transport as well!) for his first work related night out, and the boys and girls who made it to Pete's Kitchen and Denver Diner for post closing breakfast.
I took a couple of pics here (and definitely more than Tonks, who's camera died on the first attempt due to a lack of battery), but I'm sure there were other people there who took more than me (I'm talking about you Colleen), so if I can dig them out, I'll add a link.
Hmm, today brings the first real test of Euro 2008 - working out what combination of results (and actual scores for that matter) will do to the qualification of individual teams from Group C.
The Netherlands have won Group C and will play the Group D runners-up in the quarter-finals.
Romania will qualify for the quarter-finals if they beat the Netherlands, eliminating France and Italy.
If Romania fail to beat the Netherlands, the winner of France v Italy will go through.
If France and Italy draw, a point against the Netherlands would be enough to send Romania through. France must win to have any chance of qualifying.
If France and Italy share a score draw (1-1, 2-2, 3-3 etc), Italy will go through if Romania lose (by any score). In this scenario, Italy, Romania and France will be level on two points each but Italy would have scored more goals in games between the 3 teams.
Romania will finish bottom of the group if they lose and France and Italy draw 2-2, 3-3 or 4-4. France will finish bottom if they draw 1-1 unless Romania lose 3-0 or by a four-goal margin.
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If Romania lose 3-0 to the Dutch, Italy would qualify with a 0-0 draw against France because of their superior coefficient points. France would finish bottom as they would have scored fewer goals head-to-head v Italy and Romania.
If Romania lose by four goals or more and the other game ends 0-0, Italy would proceed with a better overall goal difference than Romania. France would finish bottom as they would have scored fewer goals head-to-head v Italy and Romania.
If France and Italy draw AND Romania avoid defeat, then Romania go through.
A completely self indulgent post to tell you there's probably not going to be too many updates over the weekend. It's my getting older day tomorrow, so unless the pics are too spectacular from tonight not to post, I'll be staying away from the computer for a whole weekend.
Have fun! I know I will be.....
Apart from now having to pay to get your suitcase checked (United, now do you realize why I stopped using you last year), the TSA has decided it's appropriate for some of their staff to pretty much see you naked before you're allowed onto the plane. Are people really so put off by the "pat down" that they'd prefer to have some stranger take a look at them in all of their glory instead? Somehow I don't think so.
As usual, I'm crap, and this is instead of a real live card ;-)
Hope it's a great one (alcohol free of course)
When my website grows up, I'd like to have guest posts that are as entertaining as this week's Dooce posts. In fact, if they were that good, I could probably retire forever and ever from this posting thing. But what would be the fun in that?
For all those people disappointed at no formal announcement of a front camera and videoconferencing support for the new iPhone, it looks like Apple might have come up with a solution.....

I managed to spend a couple of hours (rain free) down at the Denver Exotic Car show. Plenty of great cars there that could have easily kept me entertained for hours. I took a few photos (subtle understatement) and they're here.
I was going to tell you I met Mr Wallace there, but after the last photo he seems like he's gone publicity shy, so I'll keep it to myself.
Well, not really me - more the wife. But the plan is to get some planting boxes to arrive before the week is out, so these young things don't grow out of there little spots.
We've got some trees to plant as well, that should not only give us some pears, cherries, and nectarines, but might actually prevent the nosey neighbours from next door peaking through our windows when they think we're not watching....
For some reason, this was the most viewed pic on my Flickr stream yesterday. George, are you sending links to this to your family? ;-)
So the day finally arrived, and I got to spend the whole day (well, a lot of it) driving pretty fast around the track in Pueblo. George came along with his Porsche, and was grinning nearly as much as I was.
Technically I guess it was spring, but it certainly felt like summer, and my face is red enough to prove it. Rumor was that Sunday was going to be even hotter, so I'm glad I hadn't picked that day in the end (although doing both days is always tempting).
We had a few visitors come down to watch, and luckily they also took control of the camera for the day, so there's a small subset of the photos they took here. There were about 600 in total, so loading them all up on Flickr didn't seem like a practical approach. If you were in Group C or D, I've probably got a shot or two of your car, so let me know if you want me to take a look and send them direct.