It's been an eternity since I've blogged, figuratively speaking. Although much has happened, this will be an abbreviated version of history.

I've been on three bike rides since last blogging. A few weeks ago I did the Whites Creek Loop on a Saturday morning. A few days later I did a daring twilight ride on the same trail. I headed up after 7:00 pm and rode hard so that I could get back to my truck before the sun was down completely. The ride downhill was probably the most exciting ride yet. I could see where I was going, but I couldn't see details of the trail. I bombed over rocks and roots in a race to the bottom. I was afraid of a) it getting completely dark and b) scary animals. I went much faster than usual, beating my previous best time by almost five minutes on the downhill alone. This last Saturday I did the Emigrant Trail ride out and back with my brother- and father-in-law. I pushed myself extra hard since we're getting toward the end of the season. It was dusty, but good.

We had the Barnets over for one last fling before their trek. We played some games and, as Richard mentioned, I laughed myself to tears. I learned a valuable lesson: I should not ever hold the cards when playing "Mad Gab". Although we had fun, it was also sad. There is definitely a huge hole in Reno where the Barnets used to be.

Strangely enough, I had to go to Boise for work the following week. My boss asked me to go on Sunday, although I was originally booked for Monday. I called Southwest to change my flight, but they booked my flight incorrectly and changed it to Monday night instead of Sunday night. I went to the airport on Sunday anyway and because of some cancelations I got a ticket. The flight ended up being about an hour and 30 minutes late on top of everything else. The hilarious part is that they didn't need my help on Sunday after all, but I didn't find that out until just before the plane arrived.

The week was crazy and I worked myself half to death (actually about .56), but I accomplished what I went there to do. I spent a few evenings at Richard and Misti's new pad after work. I thought it was funny that Becky was so nice to me since she seemed to be terrified of me before. There must be something magical about the state line. Anyway, after work last Thursday we had an afternoon of mad geocaching. With the exception of a couple caches (the Ugly Duckling cache in particular), I wasn't very impressed with caching in the area. It was good to try out a new area, though. Once Richard sends me the details on the caches we found I should easily surpass my 350 cache goal.

We had some Chinese food after caching and I got a ton of fortunes for the Fortune Cookie Blog. I asked the girl at the restauraunt for some extra cookies and she hooked us up.

That's enough for now. I could keep going...remind me to post something about Ambien...next time...