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My friend Dave is coming for my birthday

Greetings, readers. My buddy and brother Dave Trost is coming up tomorrow to visit me for my birthday. What a fantastic surprise. I’ll be turning 52 tomorrow and it will be nice to have Dave here. We’re planning on having birthday dinner at the Indian restaurant right underneath my apartment building. I suppose after that it will be back upstairs to watch movies or YouTube. Quite honestly, I would not mind just sitting and chatting about the old days. I love it when we reminisce.

Dave is able to take this two and a half day vacation because the poor boy cracked a bone in his ankle playing softball. That is a major ouch. Luckily for him, since he is planning to drive down for the visit, the walking boot is on his left foot. I don’t imagine we’ll be walking to Panera or any of the other eateries because I’m going to want my buddy to rest that foot as much as possible.

Another reason I don’t want Dave walking around town is that this just happens to be the week for our Central Pennsylvania Festival of the Arts. Panera and Sheetz will be crowded and who knows if we will even get a table. I might try something called OrderUp, which is an online service that will pick up food ordered from a restaurant and deliver it to your door. I think David will enjoy staying off his foot as much as he can.

Although Dave’s visit will be a short one, it has fallen on my birthday week and Arts Festival week. If Dave is feeling up to it, we might check out the food venders on the block nearest my building. I heard they have yummy corn dogs, bundt cake and funnel cake. That sounds like a treat for a person with a sweet tooth.

The weather, as is usual for this time of year where we have the Arts Fest downtown and the People’s Choice Festival in Boalsburg, is supposed to be warm and muggy with a chance of rain. That in itself is reason enough to stay in and play Yahtzee all evening. I can remember many an evening at Bear Spring Camps when Dave and I would play Yahtzee to pass the evening away. I still have very fond recollections of those nights. I even know where to find my Yahtzee game and score pads.

I’ll be certain to have a 12 pack of Coors Light so that when Dave arrives he can sit down and begin to enjoy his weekend. Usually we would walk together to get it, but this visit he gets pampered a bit. One of the movies that I know David will want to watch on Netflix is the Minions. My buddy just loves those yellow little characters.

The next blog entry we will be doing when we are together again next week will be a review of my new laptop computer. I won’t go into the full review here but I can give you a spoiler, I like it very much. Rebecca will be doing the blog tomorrow from home, which I am sure will be awesome.

Until I write again next week, have a great weekend, take care, and happy reading.

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Time seems to fly when you’re having fun

Greetings, readers. When I was a small boy in elementary school, school days felt like weeks and the weekend felt like ten minutes. I’ve often wondered why that was. A minute is a minute and a day is a day, etc. I suppose it’s how our brain perceives time.

I’ve had it happen many times over my lifetime that when I’m doing something fun, time flies. When I’m studying, doing something boring, or doing something I flat-out don’t like, time seems to drag.

This morning I got up at 6:45 and thought to myself, “I have the whole morning ahead of me.” I checked Facebook, practiced for my show a little bit, and ran a train simulation. Next thing I knew, it was 11:30. I had to shut down the computer and get ready to go meet Rebecca at Panera.

I can’t change how I perceive the time or how it goes. I know when I go to Bear Spring Camps, the first few days seem normal, but the closer I get to the day I leave, the time just seems to speed up. Back in the day, when camp used to have the benefit softball game, I really got the sensation that the finish of the game was the beginning of the end of the vacation. The game happened on a Thursday, Friday was mostly packing up, and Saturday morning was saying good-bye, having that final breakfast and getting on the road.

During my college years, when I really struggled with my classes, I felt like time was traveling through molasses. Then came the weekend. Penn State football on Saturday, rah rah rah. On Sunday, I’d watch the Steelers and Eagles. And then it was back to classes on Monday and time would drag again.

In conclusion, there is probably some theory from some scientist that deals with this topic, but I can only speak from my own experiences. If you would like to, please chime in with your experiences on how you perceive time or any stories you would like to share in the comment box.

As far as next week goes, I’m taking a personal day on Wednesday, so I believe we will put up blog entries on Thursday and Friday. At least that is the plan for now.

Until then, take care, have a great weekend, and happy reading.