Back in business shortly.

The power cord to my laptop has stopped working. Great timing, over a break... As soon as my laptop is up and running I will be posting frequently again.

Interactions Between Matt and Paul are EPIC!!

"Let's borrow Super Smash Brothers Melee"

2.5 hours, three libraries and 96362 wrong turns later this mission was accomplished.

"Can you get this scratched disc replaced?"

$60, a trip to Gamestop, two trips to Target and an extra copy of Modern Warfare 2 late this quest was successful.

"I want to play Call of Duty while Matt is gone for the weekend."

All I can see is that this is the first time I have ever seen anyone pay $60 to rent a video game.

"Let's just sell the extra copy to Bobby."

45 minutes, 6 cash exchanges between 2 people, countless arguments and 7098123 stories (as to how this extra copy was acquired) later and a deal was finally made.

One thing is certain. We need a video camera. For if we fail to document these epically pitiful adventures would be robbing the world of a precious relationship.

Observation #1: Syracuse Basketball makes me feel at home.

The Hudson Valley culture is one that I have found to be vastly different from my own. Someone asked me once if I wear a fish hook on my hat because I "really do actually, like - like to fish." I get a strange look every time I mention a snowmobile. Then I get...
"There's a Mexico, New York?"
"I've been upstate, it's like a shack in the woods."
and when my friend Russ arrived at my house for a weekend his first question was, "Steve, what do you do around here?"
It's clear, I live in an overlooked and under-appreciated part of New York State. However, there is one thing that always makes me smile. That familiar sight of Jim Boeheim always warms my heart. That is the one thing in these parts that I can still have. I'm that guy at Buffalo Wild Wings sitting alone watching Syracuse blowout some team in a pointless game by 40 until the last second ticks off the clock. I'm that guy that watched the six OT marathon, before sleeping an hour and going to the airport. I'm the guy walking around the seminary campus during the preseason chanting "Let's go Orange."

But please don't look down on me, it's just one little part of home that I have while I'm here.

The First Step.

I am not a blogger. I have never been too fond of the idea typing just to put my life "out there." However, a recent assignment and a growing distance between family and friends have swayed me towards dedicating hopefully a few minutes a week to just that. These next few posts will most likely be short, pithy (and maybe sometimes pointless) observations about life. I promise, though, that in the midst of these I will provide you with something profound.