Christopher Suh's Blog

So Saturday was black saturday.  I drove up to Sunday River to go skiing with Susan.  Unfortunately, it rained all day, then dropped about 50 degrees over the course of two or three hours, making it too frigid to leave the condo.  Then the Seahawks beat the Redskins, and the Broncos beat the Patriots, eliminating both from the playoffs.  My brother is a Seahawks fan.  I was all set to call him on his cell phone and blare "Hail to the Redskins" (the Redskins fight song) to him on high volume, but sadly the team didn't hold up their end of the bargain.

Now today, Susan has apparently caught whatever bug I had last week, and may miss work tomorrow.  I think I'll go up to see her tomorrow and nurse the nurse. 

Tonight I had an aggregating experience.  I went onto Ebay and saw this Patriots neon sign being bid at $9.  So I bid $25.  Of course it was too good to be true.  The seller had put fine print under the price, saying that he planned to charge $129 in shipping costs.  I was ready to hit the roof.  Luckily it seems that Ebay allows you a limited right to withdraw your bids, provided that you do so within the hour. 

So Susan and the boys were away this weekend down in Long Island to see their Nanna (Susan's mother).  So, I filled up the time with going to the gym on Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and by buying extra sets of silverware and a coffee maker. 

Saturday was the big Patriots game vs. Jacksonville.  We all went over to my friend Y's, and of course my evil foamhead came along. 

http://store.yahoo.com/foamheads/fh625.html

Patriots won, and will be facing Denver this Saturday at 8:00 PM.  I'll probably be up skiing that day.  The Skins will also be facing the Seahawks earlier that day, which will be interesting because the Seahawks are my brother's favorite team. 

Y had recently purchased an electric guitar game for the playstation 2 called "Guitar Hero".  In essence the game scrolls real guitar chords across the screen, and you need to play them in order to score points.  The game starts out very simple, but gets much more complex.  Eventually you are really playing the song - an interactive way of learning to play electric guitar.  Anyway, we all had a good time with it after the game. 

http://www.guitarherogame.com/

Something tells me that only the Japanese would come up with a game like that.  It's my understanding that they also have a game that teaches you to play the Taiko drum, as well.

http://www.namco.com/games/taiko

Maybe they should have games to teach all sorts of instruments.  Think of the possibilities!  Thousands of band teachers and music instructors unemployed throughout the country.

Anyway today is Tuesday, and I am home sick.  At first I thought that I was just aching from working out three days in a row.  But then I realized that I felt dizzy and congested.  My joints ached, and my head hurt.  I went home early from work, and went straight to sleep.  I feel a little better today, but figure I should lay low today in order to make a full recovery.

So New Year's Eve was nice.  Susan and the boys were up at Sunday River, Maine all week.  I joined them on Friday after work, and skied on Saturday.  Saturday night, we all made silly hats out of construction paper and celebrated.  The boys had their PSPs up in the condo with them, which was slowly but surely driving Susan crazy.  Wipeout Pure is an excellent game by the way (I bought two copies for the boys).  I brought my foamhead Patriots head with me to the condo and placed onto the refrigerator, where it cast its malevolent eye over the boys while they slept.  It's quite scary looking, to be truthful.  We should have some great pictures from the weekend, which I'll try and post sooner or later.  Included of course is a picture of myself wearing my silly hat and holding my disembodied Patriots head under my arm.   

We also went swimming in the outdoor heated pool.  Then when I came out of the water, I noticed that the wonderful bracelet that I got for Christmas had some kind of weird patina on it.  I guess the silver treatment on it reacted somehow with the chlorine to make it turn pewter colored.  Susan washed it with salt as an abrasive, and the shiny color returned.  One of the secretaries at work in fact complemented me on it the next week. 

Oh, one more thing.  Because everyone was away for the week, Susan placed automatic feeders in Matthew's fish tanks.  I stopped by to check on them on Friday before I went up to Maine.  Everything seemed okay, except one fish which had croaked.  Anyway, Matthew's favorite is his blue lobster (I think it's really a crayfish).  Susan was worried about it all weekend.  So when we get back, first thing she does is run upstairs to check on it.  I'm still downstairs when suddenly I hear a loud yelp and a crash.  I run upstairs.  Susan is busy frantically looking for lobster on Matthew's blue blanket.  Apparently, while she was busy cleaning the tank, the little ingrate decided to pinch her.  "That'll teach her to go on vacation and leave me here alone," it must have been thinking.  Susan was so shocked that she jerked her hand out of the tank.  She thought that she flung lobster out of the tank when it happened.  Luckily, it was just hiding on the bottom of the tank (undoubtedly chuckling to itself at a job well done).

So it's the next weekend now, and Susan and the boys went down to Long Island to see her mother.  I'm left in Boston waiting for the big Patriots Jaguars game at 8:00 PM on Saturday.  I'm hoping that one of my friends will host us for a playoff party, so I can bring my evil disembodied Patriots head to watch.