Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..... February 13, 2009
Mets pitchers and catchers report to Port St Lucie... The wrestling winds in the northeast signal the beginning of the battle between winter and spring. And boy did we have some winds the last couple of days...
The chill of winter has been displaced by the hope of a new baseball season. The Mets rotation is looking pretty good. The franchise record setting (for blown saves) bullpen has been overhauled and he core is back in place. David Wright is positive as always and saying all the (w)right things. If Jose Reyes can act like a grown up and add a little focus to his unparalleled electrifying abilities, and Luis Castillo can get lost in New Jersey - or Latin America - somewhere, th Mets have a great chance.
I made a big leap into the 21st century this week and actually joined Facebook. Found a group for people with prostate cancer. Some silly hypothesis about losing 61 pounds curing a guys cancer. Not sure if that necessarily works. If everyone who lost 61 pounds conquered their cancer, I think there may be a much higher recovery rate. Oh yeah, and his guy didn't have a diagnosis of cancer - just high one time PSA test - not even a biopsy.
Funny how people ask how you're doin' but don't realy want to hear anything but "great." The fact that I am relatively young and haven't had a hardon in six months, please don't share that much info!
Had a great time a couple of weeks ago courtesy of my brother. Cathy and I and our sons hit the Islander/Devils game. Good news the seats were great! Bad news, the Devils were up 3 nothin at the end of the first period. Good news, the Islanders did score a goal. Oh how the heroes honored by the banners hanging from the rafters above The Coliseum ice would have hung their heads if they'd watched the sorry excuse for a team wearing their jerseys.
Michael and Jack enjoyed their Hulk-themed birthday party. I envy the energy and wreckless abandon of 6 year olds. Jumping at least six feet in the air and landing on their skinny little bottoms on padded inflatable slides to come crashing down in a tangle of limbs to pop up laughing - a birthday party. The smiles shine.
Interesting circle of life stuff in the last two weeks. One colleague, Frank Lupo passed away at age 37 of a massive heart attack in his sleep leaving three young children and a wife who hadn't worked in about 7 years. No need to mention how the similarities between his family and mortality brought some reflective moments before my surgery surging back into my mind and emotional core. That was amplified by the pall hanging over the entire department and awkwardness of trying to compartmentalize the sadness (what an understatement) and go forward. How do you stay positive, or approach others about work when everyone is on the brink of an emotional breakdown.
At the beginning of the circle, another colleague welcomed his second child and first daughter into the world yesterday afternoon. Mom and daughter are well and my friend is practicing his sneer for the future when his daughter starts dating.
