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Sunday Afternoon Hike

Posted in Daily Pictures, Good Times with tags on December 14, 2010 by Verge

After Monika came home from work, we decided to head out to a patch of woods in Marlton that we’ve yet to explore.  Craig wanted to come along for the ride.  It was the second time I was using my phone to explore, using a breadcrumb trail and the gps to geocache and track out location and hiking distance.

I drive down Kettle Run Road everyday on my way home from work to avoid Rt. 73. I've wanted to explore back here for a while, but I'm usually attracted to abandoned buildings and defunct rail lines.

Then, about a year ago, I noticed off deep in the woods an rusted out abandoned water tower. I've wanted to make it out there ever since, and finally we had a free afternoon to try to track it down.

I guess this tract of land is wetlands or protected somehow. It could easily be developments, and probably pretty expensive ones. But, there's not really any "no trespassing" signs, so I guess this open space is owned by Evesham.

after a leisurely half an hour hike, we tracked down the tower. Turns out it's not really abandoned at all. It must be the local water tower that feeds King's Grant, a huge development of houses, condos and townhomes in Marlton.


at this point in the hike, we were just on the outskirts of Indian Mills Golf course and you could literally walk right onto the fairway.

we got back to the car just as it was getting dark. Below is the breadcrumb trail of the day. I forgot to turn it on right away, and then again when we left, so it also hilariously shows our trip out of the woods, to Canal's for some beer, and to Murphy's to pick up some things we needed to make dinner.


The Fourth of December, Two Thousand and Ten

Posted in Daily Pictures on December 9, 2010 by Verge

On Saturday, we headed to Cherry Hill for the annual Hanukkah party at the Shanfeld home.  Because we don’t exchange gifts for eight nights straight, we just save them all for this party and exchange all of them over a few drinks and good times.

first we had to get the formalities out of the way. Schmoo and J-me light the menorah

everyone looks on as Gisela picks the next present to dispense

Kreg's eyes welled with tears. he was touched by such a thoughtful gift!

Monika turns red because she just unwrapped five pairs of panties in front of a crowd of "adult" friends

Kat and Monika crack up at the "fuzzy friends" coloring book that they both will surely use in the near future.

later, we visited Rob and Marla for her birthday, but I failed to take any pictures. Instead, here's a picture of Dan and Gisela after drinking some more back at our house!

The Second of December, Two Thousand and Ten

Posted in Daily Pictures with tags on December 5, 2010 by Verge

Craig decided to have a real Christmas tree this year, but we had to warm up first.

plus, drinks inspire creativity, and we didn't want to squash that.

Kirsten came over to help decorate...and drink

it's Plunge, so the tree gets a toilet paper top that Monika made into Santa

the tree came out really nice, and we came out pretty toasty ourselves.

Christmas Trees or The Benefits of Blogging

Posted in Reflections on December 2, 2010 by Verge

We often say “I’ll never forget.”  It could refer to a hilarious time you and a few friends got drunk and did something ridiculous that will live in infamy within your crowd.  Perhaps it refers to a unique moment between two people who have experienced some life changing event together.

We try to clutch to memories because they are so pleasant to remember.  But, like bad times in our lives, even the good memories fade away.  We don’t do the things that remind us of them anymore.  We don’t see the same people that reminisce with us anymore.  Life goes on and things change.  Eventually, even the most emotionally amazing memories are only thought about once every few years, and then they die.


I guess that’s a reason people keep journals, or in my case, a blog.  But, in a very weird sense, journals are sometimes more about processing than remembering, like a dream.  And I think it’s curious that I’ve always written in my journal with the idea that it would be someone else reading them in the future and not me.  In a sense, it was a running documentary of my life, not for me to relive, because I’ve already been there, but for someone else to read and think, “wow, this guy had an amazing, and sometimes terrible, life.”


All of my journals, my pictures, my love letters from all of my girlfriends, old trophies, posters, patches, pennants…all of that stuff I keep in trunks and buckets in my attack.  Occasionally I take a peak, but not really. And, I’ve never felt it was appropriate to show that stuff to any friends or even my wife.  I always thought my journals would be something that someone discovered after I died, and would sit down and read and be thankful that I wrote all the things I wrote.


But things do change, and the internet came along, and now I have this blog.  And, it’s an amazing sense that I feel when I know writing this stuff down gets immediately consumed by interested people.  I’m glad to share all these thoughts and crazy times with the people that read my blog.  I try to live my life every single day as if it might be one of my last and in a way, I think I use this blog to try to prove to myself and others that I have.


Perhaps it’s a bit pessimistic that I need to reassure myself I’ve lived a great life, had a great time, but heh…we’ve all got issues.  One of the best side effects of writing this blog, though, is that it’s served to be my memory bank.  I won’t remember all the things I’ve written about forever, but they’ll exist here for a very long time, and I, or anyone else in the world, can check back into the history of my life whenever we want.

cheers to another year of future memories...

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