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*You can have the best camera in the world but get crappy photographs if you are a crappy photographer.

The surf was too high to really snorkel well, maybe the cove woulda been better....

Either way, here are some raw photos from playing with the camera today. Still trying to figure out how to aim a camera with no view finder and time its capture. I can't always shoot video, some things just aren't right for video.

auf wiedersehen

Sold the Porsche to a Nigerian exporter. The car is going to Hong Kong. Crazy.

And I thought I was fast.....

Cruising in the truck in the commuter lanes of 15 north, going about 88 miles per hour when all of the sudden an Aston-Martin goes by at what I would guess to be about 140mph.

The engine roar, the aerodynamic effect as it screamed past me....

I totally had goosebumps for minutes.

Rowdy Land Speed Records (all on a closed course. of course)

bicycle: 42 mph
motorcycle: 164 mph
car: 148 mph
myself: free fall 120 mph
running: 400 meters in 64 seconds. 1 mile in 6:12.

All GPS or otherwise verified beyond the speedometer of the vehicle.

June Cell Pics Download

Sold. Both sad and glad.
Dear Ocean, I miss you too. I promise one day we will play together again.
Hmmm, do you think I hide my emotions well? This totally sums how I feel.
Thanks for giving us 'real' motorcyclists a bad name. Jerk.
This dude was trying to figure out how to sit on two chairs together, that's how big he is. He gave up and settled for one.

Casual Sunday Night Bike Ride

7pm Lake Miramar

The Curse of the Purple Belt

In the first week of February 2010 I was awarded my purple belt in brazilian jiu jitsu form Fabio Santos, one of the few red and black belts. It was quite the honor and quite sudden. I figured I had maybe a year to go till I got the purple.

So first week of February I get my belt. Second week I am in the hospital and sick with stupid Crohns disease. I still decide to fight Pan Ams and Mundials as a new purple belt. I get a default medal in the Pans and get trounced by wunder kid Ronaldo Candido from Atos at the Mundials.

In competition as a purple belt I am 0-5. Not what I wanted.....

As soon as I got my purple belt my health has been horrible. I've never ever had even 6 weeks of unbroken training in the year and half since I was promoted.

The purple belt seemingly is cursed for me. No training. No wins. No good.

If Mars Blackman did jj, "Money it's gotta be the belt!"

road trip

this picture makes me want to be on a road trip so bad. preferably the one planned for downhilling in CO

Surgery Today

Go ahead and watch, it is pretty tame.

FAQ time:
-no I don't know if it worked.
-yes I let my GoPro battery die right at the beginning
-no I don't know how long it will take to tell if it worked
-yes I'm a little sore, tired and nauseous
-maybe I'll still fight tomorrow
-yes one doctor, the one who glued me, said I could do whatever I wanted after today
-no I didn't get to take home any pain pills
-yes I have awesome health insurance

How could you have doubted it?

Just like you thought I would, and I said I would, I brought my GoPro camera to the hospital for my surgery today. It fit perfect, I had it all set up, making it through peri-op and then the battery died.

I guess it needs charging after 4 days of constant use... Now I know. For the next time? Super D came into the room and took some cell phone pics for me, so those will be up later.

I'm home. I'm tired. I'm slightly nauseous. I'm very curious to see if I leak tomorrow when I change the bandages. Headache. But I'm glad something happened, and will hopefully work.

Another idiot being airlifted off Cowles mountain. Two helicopters, fire rig, heavy rescue rig. Some people.......

My neighbor's dogs have been barking non-stop for a hour. I wish they would die. I need this baboon or monkey or whatever to come and FINISH THEM!

Killer's graduation party

At the park near our house we had Killer's graduation party. A cooler full of sodas, some chairs and shade, two huge taco platters from Rubio's and the super sweet part; a mobile laser tag set up!

K had both sides of family over, grandparents and school friends. We all got in on the action shooting each other! I think everyone had tons of fun and the weather was perfect.

mnt bike tan

Spray tan, mountain bike style. Washes off easily too.

Slow ride, take it easy...

A slow paced, social ride with the folks at San Diego Sportbike Meet Up. (plus a view of my first place in San Diego from the top of Mt Soledad.)

Lightweight battery install on the Daytona

In a quest to make the butt end of the 'Tona lighter I bought a lithium ion battery from Ballistic. After waiting two months for them to be back in stock it was a super easy install.

You can totally feel the difference! And it saved pounds, yes pounds off the bike for under $150. That is almost impossible to beat!

Read about it and see pics here: http://www.triumph675.net/forum/showthread.php?p=721837#post721837

Tomorrow I'm off for a ride so soon you will see vid's and photos from the twisty roads of south county San Diego.

I'm back!

FB can never give me the feeling of satisfaction that writing in this blog does. Less FB and more blogging. Sound good?

As you can imagine I've been mountain biking. And motorcycling. And somewhat cleaning the house. With a rare bit of jiu jitsu training in there. My scar is not enjoying training and protests loudly now when I do.

On Father's Day I got a sssuuuupppper cool GoPro camera set up. I've done a couple of pedal bike tests with it and am getting it dialed. Tomorrow I'll be using it for the first time on a motorcycle ride down in south county.

So you should be seeing more 'action' pics and videos from me over the summer. Barring any stupid health stuff. And speaking of that sort of thing, I have another 'gluing' procedure this Friday in the morning. Strike two or home run?

Well readers, I'm happy to be back with you. I hope to entertain you, share with you and give you insight into what a Rowdy life is like. Which also has me thinking about a series of posts I might do. Write one paragraph each day that covers a year of my life, from birth up to today. What do you think?

And as you should expect from me, some pictures. 'Cause I'm a narcissist.

In a review of my blog a majority of my posts seem to be along 3 subjects.
1-Look at what I find funny, cool or interesting.
2-See how awesome I am. Or think I am. Or aren't.
3-Wha Wha Wha whining some or other.

A quick review shows I get about 1,200 visits, about 900 unique visitors from almost 50 countries every 30 days. So people are reading. Heck, I even have 27 followers. I could almost be a cult.

But lately I haven't been satisfied with this kind of writing. (I'm falling into a #3 style post here me thinks)

Don't be surprised if it seems like I am blog hibernating. I'll be back. The band will get back together. But right now we just need to separate for creative reasons.









To be continued.......................

Hot Fuzz

On a whim I'm taking the SDPD recruit test this Friday. We'll see how that goes. Kinda blows your mind doesn't it?

Kaiser this is Rowdy, we have a problem. Over.

Rodger that Rowdy. Say again.

I have some odd swelling around where my belly button used to be. And some pressure near my right sided wound.

My mid-line scar is not leaking.EDIT: my mid-line opened and drained during the night at 230am. My right sided wound where my stoma was has been leaking continually as if my procedure didn't even happen.

I was told it could take multiple treatments and up to two months for this to work, if it was going to.

Tired of having to think about it. Tired of things not working or healing right. Unhappy with my outcomes. Extremely impatient, like most people.

Would I say this last procedure was a success? Negatory Ghostrider.

murder, death, kill

I have this voice in my head that is telling me to quit jiu jitsu. That my health issues are never gonna go away. To stop torturing myself by wanting and focusing on something I can't have and should leave alone.

James Brown was never in a funk like the one I got. But I am jealous he could wear a cape....

so far only goes so far

It is my non-doctor opinion that if you glue something shut, it should be shut. If I have flat while out riding my mountain bike I don't consider it fixed and patched correctly if it is still leaking air.

My fistula glue up with Fibrin should be the same way in my mind. If you glue the tract shut nothing should come out of it. Well that is not what is happening.

The first bandage change had mostly blood and the tiniest bit of pus. This morning's dressing change was reversed. Less blood, more pus. I feel like this should be a yes or no kind of thing. Not another wait and see period.

I want definitive. Clarity and I seemingly parted ways years ago.....

so far so good for this scar.....
Team Atos is growing! So happy to see this.
Let's hope this works.....
The new whip! Mini Cooper turbo charged S.
I should not wear glasses.

You can be like this or you can be like that

You can be like this while you are waiting around before or after your surgery. All calm, covered and serene.

Or you can be like "that" patient, sitting up, smiling, gown off, eating a sandwich. Clearly enjoying the pre surgery medications. And saying things quite loudly such as, "Oh I'll be right here, with no underwear on!"



To end on an equally enjoyable note the procedure went well. The two fistula tracts were demonstrated and then successfully filled with the fibrin glue. I can eat right away. One week off of severe physical activity and I think I remember them saying I could get in the water in one weeks time as well!!!

I feel better right now but who knows the real cause. I do know it can take up to 8 weeks and multiple treatments like this to get it to work finally. But right now, things a great!!