Oh yeah, watch the whole thing.

And now he does officially putt better than Jay.

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

Mysterious Forces
Date: 5/22/2006
Location: Fort Meyers FL

Description: You know how on most mini-golf courses, there are ruts in the ground so your ball might continue to roll even after it’s come to a stop?  Well, while playing a round of mini-golf with Mitch and his then-girlfriend Marsha, that started to happen to Marsha’s ball.  But on closer inspection, we saw that it wasn’t rolling on its own, it was being pushed by a tiny bug towards the hole.  Based on this picture, I have to estimate that the ball probably weighs at least 10x as much as the bug, but he had no problem inching it along.  I swear, HGH is everywhere nowadays.

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

Hot Dew
Date: ~ 2001 maybe?
Location: Garwood, NJ

Description: It has already been documented that Mountain Dew has held a very important place in my life.  It shouldn’t be understated that hot girls have also held an important position in my life too, or at least I had always hoped they would.  Here, good friend Jess showers me with presents: her in a bathing suit, a chance to swim in her pool, and a 12-pack of Mountain Dew.  I think it should come as no surprise that, no offense to my friend or her pool, I was much more excited about the Dew.

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

Asian Coalition
Date: March 26, 2004
Location: New Jersey

Description: Here is a picture of part of the Asian Coalition.  Admittedly, it isn’t much of a coalition, as it was just Susan, Cyrus, and sometimes Susan’s brother.  But it seemed appropriate, as big news was announced for both of them this week.  Susan found out she’ll be giving birth to a little girl, and Cyrus… well, I found out he’s still alive.  It’d been a while since I heard from him.  Anyway, the Asian Coalition had a meteoric rise during a game of poker against the evil Revilla clan, and then disbanded shortly after this picture was taken.  Mainly because Cyrus had to go back to California.  But their legacy will live on.  Largely in this picture.

So as this blog has shown a few times, Landen enjoys playing disc golf.  He’ll pick up a putter, run up to the basket, and place it in.  He’s now tall enough where he can get them back out, and he enjoys doing that as well.  And with his increased vocabulary, he can now say, “Daddy, bee?” holding up a disc and trying to lure me outside.

I’ve been teaching him to throw sideways (VERY counter-intuitive to a young mind who either throws overhand or underhand.)  I put both his hands on the disc, line him up sideways, and spin his little torso to release the disc.  Lately, he’s been doing that on his own.  He’s not 100% backhand (the other hand basically pushes the disc forward), but it’s a start.

But today he had a breakthrough.

For the first time today, he stood back from the basket a foot or two and threw it sideways IN THE BASKET rather than just placing it in – it was actually airborne.  First try.  After a few more unsuccessful putts, he made a 3′ putt.  (Bear in mind his head isn’t even over the lip of the cage, so he’s throwing pretty high above his head.)

I’m a proud proud dad.

For those who don’t go to Ash’s blog with regularity:

http://theheartsfood.blogspot.com/2010/09/very-briefly.html

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

No Children
Date: August 5, 2006
Location: Los Angeles, CA

Description: Every wedding has its share of memorable moments – beautiful vows, a poignant toast at the reception, someone getting drunk and falling into the bowl of punch.  But this picture captures the most memorable moment in any wedding I’ve attended.  In lieu of a band or a DJ, Kevin and Angela had created a playlist on their iPod for the event, knowing they had a limited time at the reception hall.  They had timed it so the last song would be No Children by The Mountain Goats, which is a song about the ultimate explosion point of a doomed relationship, which was surprisingly not at all surprising as their choice of song.  Enough of my friends had known of this band by now where a large cadre of people were singing along to the powerfully hopeless lyrics.  At the song’s conclusion, Kevin laughingly asked the group if they wanted to hear it again, which was met with a resounding yes.  It was during the second time that this picture was taken, during the line: “You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand.”  I had chills running down my spine as they grabbed each others hands and shouted out the lyric at the top of their lungs.  The button to the story is a comment by Kevin’s mom, who nodded disapprovingly and said “These are your kind of people.”

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

Buried Thumbs
Date: Summer 2002
Location: North Haledon, NJ

Description: My twin brother Mitch had decided to go on the disc golf tour for several months.  While he was gone, his room was unoccupied.  Good friend Susan hatched the brilliant plan to fill his entire room up with balloons for when he got home.  So the night before his expected arrival, we threw a party where everyone brought balloons and alcohol, and we spent the night blowing up balloons.  The next day Mitch arrived, having just driven from TX to NJ with only two 2-hour naps, and was thoroughly exhausted.  He walked into his room, stopped there for a minute, dropped his bag where his futon would have been, and said “I hate you guys.”  We convinced him to go out for steaks, where he proceeded to get drunk on two drinks.  He cleared off just his bed and went to sleep.  Good times.  Until one day they moved all the balloons into my significantly smaller bedroom.

For each day in 2010 (give or take) I’ll be showing a picture from somewhere in my life with a little explanation as to what it is.  Enjoy the trip down memory lane.  (CLICK HERE TO GO TO THE ARCHIVES!)

Some Event I’m Sure
Date: Autumn, 2000
Location: London, England

Description: Knowing I’d only have three months in a foreign country, I vowed to see as many sights as I could.  Because I spent much of this time alone, I did an awful lot of walking around, checking things out.  Within my first week of being there, I was chugging around and I saw this peculiar group of guys.  I don’t recall asking them what they were dressed up for, I just wanted to get a photo of them – it was midday so I highly doubt they were off to a party.  In a way, I like that I never found out what they were up to.  Note that the guy in the front row looks CONSPICUOUSLY like one Jeff DeLiberto.  I never did get confirmation of where he was on that day.

So we went to the Reno Aces game last night; they’re the AAA affiliate of the Diamondbacks.  Their mascot is this enigmatic tumor/cancerous drop named Archie.  He’s fun, as all mascots are, but he did something last night that totally won me over.

When an inning is over and the teams are switching places, the Aces’ staff does little competitions and fun give-aways to keep the crowd into the game.  One of these is a gigantic clear-ball race between two of the sponsors.  They lined up and as they started counting down the READY – SET – GO, the one dude just took off on READY.  He had a huge lead.  The announcers kinda laughed and said “Was that a false start?  We’re gonna have to punish that guy” etc.  All the sudden, Archie breaks out of the door and comes CHARGING full speed onto the field.  And he shoulder tackled that ball with all his weight.  After rolling around a bit, the dude inside was all “what the hell just happened”… and the other ball won by a little bit.

Archie, you have won my support.