Crediting ESPN Radio Host Colin Cowherd, who said the following today while discussing with several callers how he prefers to spend his time and money on doing things with friends as opposed to spending money on material things:
"I'm more about experiences than I am about things".
I loved that. Having just returned from the wedding of a good friend in San Francisco, a trip that cost me a small fortune at a time when money is tight, I can totally relate. The trip wasn't without its hiccups, but overall it was a great time as I got to see some friends I haven't seen in years, hang out with guys I rarely get to hang out with, and drink beers and catch up with my brother and some buddies in bars and restaurants in one of the best cities in America.
By the way, talk about being thrown for a loop. I was walking out of my hotel Sunday morning to go across the street to a store, and as I stepped off the sidewalk I heard someone shout, "Scott Stolze!" I turned around to see this guy staring at me. I walked back, and as I did, I recognized him, but couldn't remember at all who he was. I said, "yeah, who are you again? I know you look familiar but I'm not remembering at all." Turns out he was a guy who lived on my floor in my dorm my freshman year in college. That was 1990!!! Not only did he recognize me, but he remembered my full name. I'm not sure if I was more blown away by running into a guy I went to college with in central Florida all the way across the country in the middle of downtown San Francisco, or by the fact that he could remember my name like that. He was a good guy. He introduced me to his wife. They live in South Carolina and were in town for his work (Earnest and Julio Gallo wines, not a bad gig!).
NOTE: My digital camera broke when I was on my trip in January-February, so I'm currently camera-less, hence the lack of new photos (Pic of the Day is now more like Pic of the Year!). I'm trying to keep my eye out for good and relevant pics online that I can post, stuff related to New Orleans, Katrina relief, and St. Bernard Parish. It's just a bit of a harder task these days given time constraints, and unfortunately having a new camera at this time is more of a luxury than a necessity.
Pic of the Day
My brother Chris, my Uncle Vince (as Irish as Irish gets Uncle Vince) and myself moving what had to be the single heaviest piece of furniture I have lifted since I started this venture. I'm not even sure this photo does that thing justice. I mean, it weighed a ton. And this was the easy part. The next day, Chris and I were by ourselves unloading the furniture we collected over two days to put into storage, and it was just the two of us getting this thing down and off the truck. Nightmare. We both agreed afterwards we were lucky to not have any broken bones or be in traction. Whatever family gets this when I get back to St. Bernard Parish next month is going to hear a story, as well as a few scratches to see. Sorry, Aunt Jane.
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