Well Labor Day is upon us and the summer is winding down. There’s a bit of the chill in the air and the amount of daylight is just that much less everyday. Got to head down to Hood River before it good too bad and had a blast sailing. My first time on a sailboat – as I’m a jersey boy power boat kinda kid – and it was very cool. More of a journey than destination…

/ Captain and Skipper on the 3 hour tour

/ Ropes are very important!

/ Other’s competiting for wind

/ Meredith – the natural born sailor

/ Fatty drivin’ the boat

/ Mt. Hood off the bow

… and on the drive home, the perfect pee break location. Multanoma Falls! Here’s Meredith and I at the designated pose spot.

Trips to the river aside, I have to be honest… work is kickin’ my ass. Startups, Venture Capital, Fortune500 consulting – nothing has been this intense. Constantly trying to push the needle and drive something new. It’s getting a little out of hand and I’m truly afraid it’s going to affect the quality. For reasons I won’t get into here, today wa a particularly low point in an already dreadful week. But as they say in Navy Seal camp, “The only good day was yesterday.”

Central Oregon. What a place. A dichotomy of truths. Started off driving through the middle of nowhere in the darkness of night… orange car, non-white guy, sketchy on gas and without a drivers license. These are the stories that bad horror movies are made from. Hour over hour of darkness and truly not knowing if I was going the right or wrong way. Frightening.

I get there, the next morning I awake to a beautiful sun and a tremendous start to day 1 of the Greater Hoffman Open – a mini tournament of 56 holes of golf in 30 hours. We played Eagle Crest Ridge and Resort as well as Lost Tracks (signature rail car on 17 and inside). All in all, a magnificent set of golf courses and a great boyz weekend. I ended up going 92/93 on the first day and decreed that I would go low on day 2. After starting double, bogey, bogey – my luck turned and I went mini-enfeugo, turning in an 83 for the day!

And just to close on the dichotomy school of thought, this is what the pitch black, scary darkeness really was…

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beautiful… but i truly live just outside of the middle of nowhere!

OK. Not gonna lie. Not gonna try and hide it. Not gonna attempt to avoid it. IT is a fact of life and IT sucks. Bad things, really bad things happen to good people. There’s not rhyme, reason or logic to it. IT just drives me insane and makes my head hurt for others. You have to ask yourself every once and a while, what’s the point of being a good person… and no matter what conclusion you logically reach, your heart (or at least mine) inevitably tells you that if you can hang hope and belief in a larger vision, you’ll never survive. Regardless, it sucks – Bad things, really bad things happen to good people.

6 Inches. Have you ever hit a bill 629.5 feet to a hole in the ground, down a hill to come up just short. I did. The closest I’ve ever come to a hole-in-one. A gimme birdie on the 5th Hole at East Moreland. It was so close… next time :)

Happy Rowdy Birthday Wednesday Jenna. Ok, so it’s a couple days late… but nothing’s better than a mid-week pub night on someone’s birthday! It started with Meredith and I arriving late (as usual) to a pleasant dinner and ended at 3a looking for my big orange car (to no avail) and eating cheeseburgers at the Roxy! ugh… Take a look…

/ The Crew 1

/ The Crew 2 (gene with mustache)

/ Cara, the BDAY Girl and me

/ Travis and the BDAY Girl

/ Shantel and Jamie @ BAR XV

/ Me and Jon – BADASSES

/ Meredith and Stef Couchin’ It

/ Tracy, the BDAY Girl, Court and Marcel our Dope Waiter

oh, and who could forget the invitation…