My case of the Mondays

-Take my truck back in as the fan switch AGAIN stopped working. It is either 'high' or nothing.
-Pick up my motocross bike as it is finished getting new tires, sprockets, chain, filter.
-Go get my b-12 injection at the Running Store.
-Refill my Humira and get that shot.
-Go to school and do math as it's impossible for me to do homework at home. Study yes, work no.
-Install the fuel injection controller on my Ninja 300.
-Garbage, laundry.
-Run 3 miles at the beach.
-Practice shooting for the upcoming CA state championships this weekend in Sacramento.

Think I've given myself enough to do today??

Some things JUST CAN'T BE FORGOTTEN!

I've always wanted to know more about my insides. Chalk it up to having medical issues my whole life and then working in the medical field myself. Add a little bit of self-centeredness and genetic testing was bound to be something I couldn't pass up.

Enter 23andme, a company that will send a kit to your home for you to get genetic information about your ethnicity/family tree and/or your genetic health issues.

I chose a test level that would cover both, family history and medical history. (or is it medical future?) The kit came to my home quickly and it is pretty simple to do. Wait 30 minutes from eating and such then spit lots into the tube. Shake it up, seal it up and send it off.

Then wait. So while I'm waiting for the results with much expectation, I took some surveys on the company's website. Very clearly and repeatedly do the warn you that you could possibly learn information you will not be happy to learn. And was learned, you can not forget this knowledge.

Well until the Alzheimer's they say you have a 80% chance of developing occurs, and then you'll forget you ever knew it was coming.

Anyways, I am super excited to get results! Good or bad, I wanna know. With full knowledge that some things just can't be forgotten......

Some things JUST AREN'T MEANT TO BE

Why am I at my computer? Shouldn't I be in DC, touring around and seeing stuff I've never seen before? Yep, that was the plan. You know the saying, "plan to work and work the plan?"

Well the part of my plan that included buying a departing plane ticket for the trip wasn't discovered until too late. Post 9-11 security changes mean you can not buy and fly the same day anymore. A 24 hour minimum is required between purchase and flight. So if you're only gonna be gone for 3 days that kinda makes the trip impossible.

Darn. I'll have a good weekend none-the-less and my return flight was credited to me so I'm only out it for the hotel fee.

Somethings just aren't meant to be!

I own the night.

Unedited, original pictures from driving around last night.

One reason not to ride a small motorcycle

I like small motorcycles. I find them easier to touch the ground, easier to ride fast, cheaper to insure, less cost to run and just generally more fun. The dictum, "I'd rather ride a slow bike fast than a fast bike slow" is often proven correct to me when ridding "small" motorcycles.

Well today I learned why sometimes I need a faster motorcycle. And as faster and bigger are often synonymous when talking about speed of a vehicle, I needed a bigger motorcycle today. Coming home from work I did my normal, legal, lane sharing move up to the front of the line at a light leading onto the 8.

As I'm sitting there the BMW X5 suv to my left edges forward and towards me. I look over then the middle aged white guy is gesticulating wildly at me. In a threatening way. When the light turns green I figure I need to move out quick as this road rager is not happy.

And I was right, as the light turns green he goes all Mario Andretti on me and tries running me down. I've got my little 300cc motorcycle pinned, wide open and he is right on my tail. And not happy still. As quick as I can get to 80mph here is still right there, bearing down on my and giving me angry looks and hand gestures.

Basically I couldn't go fast enough to get away. He kept lane changing when I did and I had to start thinking about what to do so this guy doesn't follow me home and try to kill me. Over reacting you say? I've had a gun pulled on me in a road rage incident, so NO, I'm not over reacting.

In tactical terms, I needed to get "off the X" and I was unable to. Which was kinda frightening as I've never had that happen before. I love small motorcycles but this time I was wishin' for more.

Where have I been?!?!?!

OH man, where have I been?!?!? It's been over a week with no entry, how have any of you awesome readers survived??

Well basically I was in Tulsa Oklahoma competing in the national championships for the shooting things I do, International Defensive Pistol Association. (IDPA) I competed as an Expert in the Stock Service Pistol division and finished 10th. Yeah, tenth best in the US of A!!! wow.......

One of my great shooting friends here in San Diego was actually first in our class/division! Keep your friends close and your competitors even closer.... hahahaha.

Spend 5 minutes of your life watching it here,

Looking at the results, well first things first. Often people say, and I'm very guilty of it as well saying "Oh, I could have done better," and so on. Well actually, if I could have done better I would have. So stop making excuses. Again, looking at the results I had stages where I was one of the top 3 shooters and others where I was like 20th.... (cringe)

So I really need to work on reducing my standard deviation. Big time!!

I've also had school, body surfing, motocross riding. This week I work two days at a cardiology clinic, missing a school day sadly. Then I need to practice for the California State IDPA Championships that is in two weeks up in Sacramento. AAAAnd I'm spending the weekend in Washington DC as a quickie tourist.

Phrasing. Meaning I am only visiting for the weekend so I need to be quick about the touristy things I do. I'm hoping for Spy Museum, National Air and Space, Constitution and the Capital. Anything else will be gravy for such a short trip.

Oh, btw, American Airlines sucks. The end.

Thank you, masked reader

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