{"id":1628,"date":"2014-06-19T13:00:11","date_gmt":"2014-06-19T13:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/?p=1628"},"modified":"2014-06-19T13:00:11","modified_gmt":"2014-06-19T13:00:11","slug":"camping-exiled-suddenly-sushi-in-charge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thunderofwade.com\/blog\/2014\/06\/19\/camping-exiled-suddenly-sushi-in-charge\/","title":{"rendered":"camping, exiled, suddenly sushi, in charge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For Father&#8217;s day last weekend I joined my parents, my sister, and her family for a camping trip at Deer Creek State park. I went down early Saturday morning and had breakfast with them. Then we went on the dam tour. Some folks asked a lot of dam questions and there were a lot of dam stairs. We had a pretty cool tour guide and one of the most comically ill-behaved children I&#8217;ve even encountered. Well, it was comical later on &#8211; during the tour the kid was a trouble-maker.<\/p>\n<p>We rode bikes, played on the playground with my nieces, and hung out around the campfire. I also had a minor injury on the playground. \u00a0I went down the slide after my niece and she didn&#8217;t pop-up and take off at the end &#8211; she just sat there. \u00a0I was already on my way down the slide and slammed my arms out to get myself stopped so I didn&#8217;t kick her in the head &#8211; and got plastic burns.<\/p>\n<p>Playgrounds are dangerous. \u00a0To adults, at least.<\/p>\n<p>On Sunday, I helped get things packed up and we headed out after lunch.<\/p>\n<p>One funny bit was the GPS. It insisted that I turn onto a road near the campground &#8211; a road that did not at all exist. And when I didn&#8217;t drive over the ditch and into the trees, it added 2 minutes to my destination time. When I was leaving, it tried to make me take that same road that did not exist and added time to the clock when I stubbornly stayed on the real roads. There was a bit of swearing on my part &#8211; but I made it home safely. \u00a0And then took the mother of all showers to get the bug spray, sweat, and multi-day non-showering off of me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>One of my colleagues is in an unusual situation in that his contract did not get renewed this last time around &#8211; but that he&#8217;s still working here. He got a new title, a new office across campus, and a new assignment. While it all looks good on paper, it sort of amounts to a kind of exile. I hadn&#8217;t talked to him in a bit so I decided to make some cool origami for his office and drop by for a visit.<\/p>\n<p>The new office is far off the beaten path in a building that is not terribly well organized. I had the office number and got close &#8211; but it wasn&#8217;t until I heard him on the phone in an unmarked office that I realized I was in the right place.<\/p>\n<p>I gave him the origami and we talked for a bit about how things were going and his job prospects. I don&#8217;t know the whole story &#8211; and didn&#8217;t ask &#8211; but he seemed okay with things and in good spirits. I didn&#8217;t stay long since I had to get back to the office &#8211; but it was good to check in and I think he appreciated the visit.<\/p>\n<p>I understand this is business and all the rules, regs, and politics that go along with that &#8211; but it still kinda sucks.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>I was set to meet up with some friends on Friday evening at Cilantro &#8211; a nice restaurant downtown. Except it wasn&#8217;t for Friday &#8211; it was for last night. Some of the planning got skewed and half of the group thought it was Friday and half were already there and wondering where we were. I had already eaten and was just in my shorts at home playing a video game when I got the text that dinner was, in fact, on for that night. I got dressed quickly and went to pick up the rest of the group.<\/p>\n<p>I had just intended to have dessert and hang out with the crew &#8211; but the sushi on the menu sang a siren song and I ordered a salmon roll.<\/p>\n<p>And it was astonishingly good.<\/p>\n<p>I mean, this might have been the best thing I&#8217;ve ever eaten. And it was just a piece of raw salmon, rice, and a seaweed wrap.<\/p>\n<p>It was a pretty good sized roll and I was able to eat it slowly and enjoy it. I could have eaten my body weight in those rolls &#8211; they were that good.<\/p>\n<p>The evening was fun, but it was a school night and I had to head out early.<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m on a committee for work and found out yesterday that the chair and secretary &#8211; and now the treasurer &#8211; will all be gone for the meeting today. I&#8217;ve been scrambling a bit to get things organized and set an agenda.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not a great leader &#8211; I tend to rush things, not follow the rules of order, and sort of plow through ineffectiveness. Which actually doesn&#8217;t sound that bad, but it comes across as ruling with an iron fist [Obey the fist!].<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;ll get through it &#8211; hopefully with no injuries &#8211; and we&#8217;ll all we wiser for the experience. Vice-chair? Sure. Chair? 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