All Things Rowdy

Someone digitally recorded me doing something. And put it on the internet! 'Cause you can't really say filmed or developed anymore.

I don't really like the interface and game play in Words With Friends. What I realllly do like to play is the game Wordfeud!! So in the realllly small chance you read this blog and also play Wordfeud, please send me a game request! My username is Rowdstar.

Went to lunch today at a sandwich place I haven't been in almost a year. I like their food; it is original, flavored well, filling but kinda expensive. The last time I went there I was a little sick with Crohns. I had also just had a MRI and was starting to have a reaction to the contrast. Or was it the MRI to check my brain out? Funnily enough, I can't remember. What I do remember was puking twice while leaving the establishment. Once right at the front door and once at my truck. So you can see why I stayed away, even though it was clearly my fault and not theirs for the up-chuck. It's not you, it's me. Killer and I are eating our lunch when the owner stops abruptly and says to me, "Hey I know you, right? You look super familiar to me." As odd and atypical (finally huh Super D!) as I look I'm always surprised when this happens. I am not a memorable, movie star like tall dark and handsome. I replied with, "Well where do you think you know me fro...

The words "epic" and "adventure" get thrown around a lot in the outdoor sports world. Hell, they call themselves "Xtreme" sports so it should be no surprise. A definition for adventure that I like is, "It's not an adventure unless something goes wrong." This is a quote from a modern polar explorer as he was contrasting early exploration to how things are done today. Evidently my mountain bike ride yesterday was quite the adventure! -My gloves fell out to the ground and into the storm drain in front of my house while loading my stuff into a friend's truck. I would rather ride shirtless and helmetless than ride without gloves. The first sign of a coming adventure. -I'd just thrown my hydration pack down on as I loaded stuff up. Onto its drinking valve. On a 80F day, for a 2pm ride, with no shade. When we got to the ride spot I had 10% of my water remaining, the rest having leaked out. Good thing it wasn't hot or anything. -Th...

No, not the super popular kid's books from way back but rather letting you in on a secret about me. When I sing, like try to actually sing, my arms get covered in goosebumps. Which is funny because I am absolutely wretched at singing.

What price is your dream? Mine is about 50 grand. To have a dream come true, that seems pretty cheap.