1. College Gameday is coming to my beloved hometown for the first time in history and after 15 years of begging them to. Since that is my method to get the ladies as well, I feel like I should be there. https://www.sbnation.com/college-football/2018/10/13/17969236/washington-state-college-gameday-flag Growing up one of my life goals was to get a sign on Sportscenter. That show no longer displays fan's signs (thanks a lot Twitter) but College Gameday still embraces them and with the Ol' Crimson connection making me wake every Saturday before the games to make sure the flag made it, this would be even better. So an expensive trip to the craft store and an apparent investment of time later I have some sign ideas I hope land me some sign-time (like face time, but I'd rather nobody saw my face, the sign is where it's at).
Here are some of the sign ideas that didn't make the cut (to see which ones did hopefully you'll just have to watch the show).
"Duck, Duck, Lose."
"Ugly Duckling's Swan Song"
"Fare or Fowl?"
"15 YEARS!!!"
Game of Throwin’s
King of the North! (This is for first place in the Pac-12 North Division)
BEND THE KNEE!
I'm sure that if I successfully make the signs and show up there will be some sort of photo op to share with y'all and you'll get to see the signs I decided to actually make.
2. Hoping to spend a little time hunting, potentially both on the Palouse and one last time at Washington based Elk Camp with my brothers. I stopped going because I prefer spending vacation time somewhere I'm not cold and miserable and choked by fire smoke for a week at a time; however, growing up all the really silent and still time that hunting provides (with literally nothing happening anywhere around you, frankly it's mostly boring) I really got some of my best thinking and life-planning intensive sessions in. Hopefully that can be useful getting me out of where I'm stuck now.
3. My sister Maria has asked for my help putting some siding on her house in Oregon. A project that could take up to a couple weeks of really pleasant distraction and production rather than sitting around fretting and feeling sorry for myself. :p
My brother Mike is going to let me borrow a car for a bit to get between all these things. I'm pretty concerned about the amount this might all cut into snuggle time for Smalls, but I guess we all have to make sacrifices. Plus she'll be going with me to all of the above (despite he hatred of riding in cars) so we'll just have to adapt and adjust on the run.
We'll see if going places and doing stuff is a good catalyst or a huge mistake, but if living is the rarest thing in the world than, at least for a little while, I'll see what it's like to take my existence raw.
