“My FIFA story”
In 2002, I was working in Taipei, and Seoul. The FIFA World Cup was being held in Japan and South Korea at the time.
I was already pissed off as I was boarding my flight in SFO for Narita Japan…
I had been making the 24 hour commute (each way),DC-SFO-Narita-Taipei, for about 6 months.
Until this trip I had been able to get upgraded to Business Class. Because of all of the Soccer teams and fans, the damn planes were packed.
It was so bad, that upon landing in Narita, they parked the 747 out on the tarmac, and used portable stairs because they didn’t have enough gates.
You don’t really have an appreciation for how big a 747 is, until you climb or descend those stairs. The door close to three storeys off of the ground.
Anyway, as I walked into the Coach section of the airplane, the entire right side of Coach, was the Argentinian National Soccer team. My seat was three rows from the back bulkhead, aisle seat.
As I got closer I realized that one of the players was occupying my seat…
I approached him, he looked larger than the other players, it turned out that he was the star goalie.
I gave him my ‘I am not pleased’ look and held up my ticket.
He didn’t seem to speak English, so he said something in Spanish that I took to mean ‘go sit in my seat’ and he pointed to a middle seat about four rows forward.
I smiled my predatory smile and simply said “I don’t fucking think so Motherfucker…”
He gave me a dirty look…
The team erupted in laughter, and just as I was figuring out which painful police compliance hold I was going to put on his ass when he stood up and moved.
He must have been out of his damn mind if he thought my big ass was going to sit in a middle seat for 13 damn hours.
“New Safari Picture”
For me at least.
We had lunch with MBB and Nan.
He showed me something in his phone. I hadn’t seen this picture before so I had him send it to me.
Picture; MBB, the Sable he harvested, and me. August ‘23
“Rumors and gossip”
It’s humorous how stuff gets around a community.
So now I’m a body builder.
“You carry that end by yourself, after all you’re the bodybuilder!”
A gentleman here at the park recently bought a ‘rustic’ barn wood sideboard for his pavilion.
He put out on Facebook that he needed help unloading it from his trailer. So my wife voluntold me.
We arrived to assist, the gentleman had ‘carry straps’ already in position.
He then pointed at the back end of the 8’ sideboard and stated;
“You carry that end by yourself, after all, you’re the bodybuilder!”
“I’m not a bodybuilder.”
“Well, at least you work out regularly.”
Two gentlemen carried the front, I carried the back. We carried it about 50yds. When we set it down, both of the other gentlemen were out of breath
I was just fine…
So now I’m a body builder.
I guess my work out routine is effective.
Picture: my eldest grandchild ‘El Presidente’ and I chilling on the ‘Whale Watching boat’ in Alaska.
“Happy Father’s Day?!?”
Our children compete with each other to be the first to call us on holidays and birthdays.
The Prodigal called me this morning;
“Happy Fathers day!”
“Thanks but I don’t think it’s Father’s Day.”
@The_CINC looked it up
“It’s next Sunday, Fathers day is the third Sunday in June.”
She announced
“Well, I’m first for sure this year!”
“Yes you are!”
Love that little boy….
At 37, he’s not really a little boy anymore.