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| Sorry, this isn't much of a real update. Just needed to say 2 things:
Number 1: For those who want more than just a bi-annual update on my life, my super cool wife Heather now has a Xanga site, and I think she's posted more times already than I have in 2 or 3 years. So check her out (by which I only mean go to her page, of course); she is "Mrs_missheatherlover"
Number 2: I am sending (or have sent?) a card and such to congratulate him directly, but I just want to publicly congratulate The Man (Andrew Bah, that is) on his upcoming marriage and his new house. I wish I could be at the reception, but Andy, know that on the inside I'm firing up a Romeo y Julieta No. 1 with you. All the best. | | |
| Somehow word got out that I am not, in fact, dead; just extremely, unbelievably lazy when it comes to things like updating a blog site about me. For those of you who I never see anymore because you live on a different continent, it's not that I don't care about you, I swear. You are being treated equally as well as my closest friends from childhood, high school, college, etc. So see, it's not you; I'm just a bad person.
Anyways, my Fall semester was pretty nondescript; no big travels, adventures, etc. Me & the Misses were trying to save money for a vacation we took over New Years. Our trip was pretty good, with one pretty crazy story. What happened, you ask? That, my friends, is the subject of today's (or this year's, perhaps) entry:
We decided to take a road trip "south" for the winter, staying in Nice, France, then Marseille, before getting to Barcelona for New Years' Eve & New Years Day. After that we headed to Bilbao, on the North coast of Spain, and then home through France with one more stop-off near Toulouse, France. Yes, the plan was to make this trip in my car, Sadie. Here is a picture of Sadie, just to underscore the insanity of this plan:
So, needless to say, we ran into car trouble at the end of the first day. Trying to get up the mountains from Monaco back onto the highway, the car was lurching and losing lots of power, and we barely were able to crawl into a gas station. I tried to call a "car guy" from BFA for guidance, and he thought it sounded like my fuel filter. Unfortunately, I do not know what a fuel filter looks like. So I reached around under the hood for awhile, shaking and jostling all the various engine-part-thingies I found to try to dislodge the blockage of my fuel filter. Eventually, I hit my wrist on a little black tube and snapped it off from the big black canister that it was feeding into. Now I was sure that I had officially broken my car. Out of curiosity, I decided to see if the car would still start with the broken tube, and not burst into flames or something. Miraculously, the car started up just fine and we made it to our hotel that night.
To make a really long story short, the car made it the rest of the trip with minimal problems; it just needed a short rest every 4 hours or so. When I got back home, the "car guys" confirmed that, by accidentally breaking that hose, I had basically fixed the car's problem. I still can't get over this. I mean, look at all the tubes and wires and stuff under a car's hood:
...and you're telling me that I ACCIDENTALLY broke a wire, and that wire just happened to be the one that would fix the car, not one of the dozens of wires that would have just made the problems worse??? Clearly a case of the Man Upstairs taking care of His sick, blind, weak and really stupid children. Thank you, God.
So that was my big adventure of recent memory. The highlights of the trip were Barcelona (a great city), some cave paintings we saw in France (way, way cooler than I could ever convince you by writing about it here), and ringing in the New Year sitting in the sand on the Mediterranean with my wife and a small group of very friendly Spanish people. Good memories, for sure.
This is pretty long, so I better stop. If you're still reading at this point, you are probably a good friend, or really bored. So I'll reward you with one final thing: a pretty cool link if you're a dork like me who gets excited watching guys dunking a basketball.
http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=A8DoRhlKl3g&search=dunk%20mix
Until 2007, this is Micah, signing off... Stay classy. | | |
| Okay, Herrbah has spoken, and so I must update.
So what, you ask, has happened since February? Well, it's been a fun & busy Spring... Wait, wait, no, you say, I don't want to read THAT much, just give me a paragraph or 2 so that I know you're still alive. Ok...
Quick travel update: For Spring Break, Heather & I went to Prague (so awesome), Poland (to get a set of those Polish pottery-dishes for the missus), and then Dresden & Wurzburg (2 German cities with some cool old buildings). Couldn't believe how badly Dresden is STILL damaged after the U.S./Britain fire-bombed them in WW2. Then in May a couple weeks before the end of school we went to London for 5 days. The weather was awesome, and we had a great time, even though we stayed in a really seedy hotel.
So now we're back in the good ol' US of A for the summer, Maryland to be precise, for "Home Ministry Assignment" before we head back to BFA right at the beginning of August. We've been, and will be, visiting churches and thanking our supporters and seeing family & friends, but this is also kind of our summer vacation.
Last night, we came back from a quick 2-day trip to New York. I hate New York. No, no, I mean,... I......HATE.....New York! I guess it's not really their fault - they just have too darn many people living too close together, and, as the old saying goes, "people are the root of all evil, and most of them smell bad too." I've been there several times, but Heather hasn't so we had to hit the big sites.
Here's my one story that will be representative of the Big Rotten Apple for this trip: As the train is pulling into Penn Station in New York, an African American guy with an empty cigarette holder in his mouth basically tries to climb over a Hispanic guy who is straddling a bicycle, in an effort to get closer to the door. They proceeded to swear at each other and argue for the next few minutes until the train doors opened, highlighted by the Hispanic guy telling the other guy "hold onto all your horses, stupid." Aaaahhh, New York City; where all the cultures of the world mix together into one giant melting pot of harmony, progress, and good-will.
Well, this got pretty long. That oughta tide you people over for a few more months. One more note for NBA fans. Heather & I are expecting our first child in 4 or 5 years, and regardless of its gender, I am naming it Robert Horry Powers.
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| Hi everybody. Just to let you know, today is Wednesday, February 16th.
A lot of important things have been happening lately. For instance, the Maryland Terps beat Duke last week, which makes it 3 in a row vs. the Dookies. We can lose all the rest of our games this year, and it'll be a successful season.
Plus, I got my hair cut really short yesterday. I told one of my classes that it wasn't any shorter, I had just brushed it differently. A few of them believed me for a minute or two...
On to the weather. Just when things had pretty much all melted around here last week, we got a bunch more snow in the past couple of days. No snow days though. Whoa, I just noticed you can put different smileys in these things. So check this one out: this is for no snow days. 
So Monday was Valentine's Day.  That's how I feel about V-Day. Heather had to work, so we didn't go on a date or anything.  But on Saturday we spent the day in Strasbourg, France, so that was how we "celebrated." 
All right, so that pretty much concludes the longest entry of my short career. I promise I will never use a smiley face again, don't worry...
... except for just this one more.  Cuz it's kinda funny looking. | | |
| Well, it's now Wednesday, January 19th. I'm married now, which is very cool but still a little wierd. We have avoided most of the common marital strife by keeping our own separate tubes of toothpaste. On Monday was our 1-month wedding anniversary, and so far I haven't lost my wedding ring, and I still think she's pretty much the best. So I guess that means I'm happily married.
Nothing else to say right now, but at least I updated so Stefan (healermatthiax) will leave me alone. Happy Hump Day everybody! | | |
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