Well, here we go...My very first blog posting. Since I've never done this before (and I call myself an IT professional) I guess the fist step is to figure out what sort of things I'd like to blog about. I guess if anyone stumbles across this, they can make a suggestion or two, but for starters, I guess I can open up with coffee. I live in a suburb of the coffee capitol of the world, so let's make that a good starter and go from there. I'm not saying that will be what I continue to write about, but it'll work for now. Eventually, I'll get to talking about the horrible drivers here and some other pet peeves of mine (my wife says I complain all the time), but coffee's good. So good, I would have to try very hard to find something to complain about when it comes to java.
Every week (mon-fri), I get up at the hemorrhaging crack of dawn to make myself feel confident that I made a wise investment in my gym membership. What makes these trips so special (aside from the fact that I've lost 18 lbs - yes, I do feel better and I AM quite proud of myself, thank you for asking), is that there are some pretty, um, let's call them "special" people that also share my morning routine. I don't mean that these people are mentally challenged (depending on your definition of the term), but I'd say there are a few that probably have someone living with them so they don't hurt themselves. The subject of today's blog is one of those such persons, except he tends to forget his care provider at home. He probably does something crafty, like turn off his nurse's alarm clock the night before (cause at his age, he can't sleep before 2:00), and sneaks out in time to enjoy sharing a locker room with me. I also must mention that when I first
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