It came and went. And was exactly what I wanted. A gathering of friends for good food and good conversation. Tomahawk Restaurant is a famous establishment, and it certainly lived up to its name. It’s a small place, cozy, with…
Author: Gwynne Monahan
I blogged about technology necessities while living abroad, and seeing a few posts on Apps in my Twitter stream the other day reminded me that there are some Apps that work outside the US that are quite helpful in keeping…
During a practice before our first playoff game, I improperly caught a softball and jammed my right thumb. It hurt like hell for a couple days but once I could grip and swing a bay I didn’t think much more…
Well, we lost the game yesterday. By one run in extra innings. Considering we mercied against this team in our very first game of the season, we did really well. I went 2/4, with a single and a run. Far…
My birthday is quickly approaching. Might explain why this week seems to be flying by, and it occurred to me that this is the first time, in eight years, that I will not be home for my birthday. Just the…
I’m still riding high off our softball win yesterday. We advance to the league championship game, which is tomorrow night, and if we win that, we play for the “C” Division Championship on Thursday! W00T! We went to dinner, as…
There are a few things I’ve gotten used to since moving to Vancouver. I’ve even come to appreciate some of their words for things. It’s what makes this a worthwhile experience. Something new, something quirky, something different relative to the…
I need a project, something to redirect my energy into something constructive, as people wiser than me have said. Yep. i agree. Things have settled down. Commute is now routing. Work is routine. Apartment keeps coming along. Not as many…
I saw a tweet flow through my steam yesterday morning about the Perseid Meteor Shower being visible from Vancouver this weekend. I got invited to drive up and hangout at a campsite with some friends this evening so it seems…
Chicago is a great city. I miss it. It’s home. Always will be. When people visit Chicago, they rave about its greatness. And it doesn’t take long for one of two things to happen. Either they say they see why…