Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Shanin and Kelsey

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Trail Time at Spray Park


Another great weekend out of town with Steven. He headed out towards Mt. Rainier to Spray park and had some wonderful views of the mountain and all of the wild flowers and waterfalls sprinkled among it. Although I think this little Snow White moment may have been the most memorable.






Friday, July 10, 2009

The Responsibility of Privilege

I met a man this Wednesday night at the homeless shelter. He was a rather large black man in his early thirties. He wasn't so much heavy as he was just large. Big and bulky. Probably stood about 6'3" and just thick as could be. We chatted for a while and quickly arrived to the "where you from" part of the conversation. I apologize for forgetting his name, something I have a terrible habit of doing, so I'll just refer to him as Frank.

Frank went on to tell me he had arrived in Seattle via Dallas. When I asked how he found himself in Dallas since he had no traceable accent that I could hear, he said he got a three-dollar ticket from someone in Minneapolis. "Minneapolis!" I said. "I'm from Minneapolis!" So he asked me a question I rarely get around here.

"What school did you go to?" Frank asked.

I was a little shy when I told him "Benilde-St. Margaret's" which is one of the private Catholic schools in Minneapolis and he gave me the kind of oh-of-course reaction I had debated avoiding. Frank had gone to one of the inner city schools of Minneapolis where over half of the student body qualifies for the free/discounted lunch program and although the dropout rate is only around 10%, it didn't take long for me to notice how privileged I had been based solely on what situation I was born into. Something I had no control over.

So there we were. Me and Frank. Frank and me. Across the counter from each other, roughly the same age, from very similar parts of the world—but I was serving him coffee at the homeless shelter instead of him serving me.


At a very young age I remember thinking about the how, of the millions of places I could've hatched into the world, that I somehow was chosen to pop out in the little town of Hamel, Minnesota. I always figured God chose to stick me there but I never knew how or why, but I likened it to a rolling of the dice. *Shake*Shake*Shake*Roll* OHP! There you are Tony. A 6 and a 3. That equals Hamel, Minnesota. But it could've been anywhere else: Birmingham, Alabama. São Paulo, Brazil. Khartoum, Sudan. It could've been anywhere.

I think it was Stan Lee, the writer of the Spider-Man story who said "With great power comes great responsibility." And so it is also that with great privilege also comes great responsibility. If social justice is evaluated by how the people with more power in a society treat those with lesser power than it means we have a responsibility to help those with less than us whether it's emotional, monetary, educational or human rights needs. And if we choose to do nothing we are misusing that which was given to us merely by chance; our privilege.

***It should be noted that as I write this I am sitting on my balcony overlooking a beautiful sunset across the magnificent Puget Sound bay of Seattle. A 6 and a 3. Yes, I definitely qualify as very very privileged.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

The Long Way Down

Over 400 miles of scooter travels in three days. Quite the experience and definitely is inspiring me to get one of them fancy BMW all purpose motorcycles and just point it south. This first picture here is me in the garage getting ready to head out. I look a little frightened, don't I.


MT. RAINIER


MOSSYROCK DAM


ELBE, WA


PATRIOTIC BUILDING


7.5 HOUR ARRIVAL


BREADMAKIN' DAN


CHEERS


SPARKLER ART


THE LONG WAY BACK



PANNING FOR GOLD



LUNCH AND LIBERTY MINT



FILL 'ER UP




CASUALTIES


About 16 hours of driving total through some amazingly beautiful areas of the Northwest and some fairly ugly parts as well. I don't know if I'll do it again but it was quite the experience. I kind of felt like the Little Engine That Could trucking my way up and down the hills or when I accidentally found myself on the I-5 on ramp and quickly crossing 5 lanes of traffic to get back off. Let's just say people look at you a little differently when your traveling across the state on a scooter.

And as with any big project, when I thought about 200 miles I had to knock down it seemed pretty discouraging. But when I was able to take the time to just look at the mile or so of tarmac in front of me it was all seemed that much more digestible. Or as Pete Wanning calls it, chasing the yellow line.



Thursday, July 02, 2009

My S.T.P.

Here in Seattle this is most commonly known as the Seattle To Portland (S.T.P.) bike ride that happens every year. Well for the 4th of July weekend of 2009 it stands for Scoot To Portland which is exactly what I plan to do. 180 miles of avoiding highways and potholes. Wish me safe travels, good navigational skills and a little bit of luck.

Monday, June 29, 2009

i will post part2 soon

but the last 36 hours of my life have been pretty sad. 17 people were let go at work today, one of my best friends is moving to chicago and a close personal relationship has changed directionwhich i'm pretty sad about. there's always a dance to play in the blog world of too much information or not enough information or only the good information (which can sometimes feel like we're living in Leave it to Beaver world). but the last few days have been pretty sad. i think i'm going to get out of town for the 4th of July. i'm not really feeling up to watching fireworks here in seattle. nope. i think it's time to bounce down to portland. it's too sad up in these parts right now.


so the rainier trip photos will come. just not up to posting it right now.

goodnight.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Mt. Rainier rundown

It's taken me a while to get this up here, but here it is at last. A summary of the climb to the top of Mt. Rainier.


DAY 1 & 2

We arrived at Paradise Inn at the base of Mt. Raineir on Wednesday, June 10. Nine days before I turn 31. As we pulled in, first thing on the agenda was to rent all remaining gear which meant ice axes, crampons, mountaineering boots and a big down parka.


After we grabbed our gear, Andreas (our guide) walked us through what the next few days would be like and gave us an outline of the trip. We loaded up on food and settled into our quaint two bedroom hotel rooms at Paradise Inn which sits at about 5500'. The rooms were small but cozy.
We woke up around 7am and strapped on all our gear for the first day of training. Our guides Andreas and Carrie took us through the basics of mountianeering which included learning how to walk on a rope team, self arrest techniques and how to hold the ice axe—they also taught us how to pressure breathe (a technique that helps offset the effects of altitude sickness) and the rest step. The rest step was my favorite and saved my ass on the climb. It allows you to rest the majority of your weight on the skeletal structure of your body instead of your muscles and it conserves a ton of energy.






With a quick two days of training under our belt, it was time to get some rest and prepare for the big climb up to base camp at 10,000'. I took down a couple of Tylenol PMs to help me sleep and Luke and I knocked chased it all with a glass of scotch. The older fellas told us that drinking wasn't a good idea with the altitude. We told them we needed all the fuel we could get. We'd soon find out who was right.









Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Miller is leaving Seattle

He's been a wonderful friend to me here in Seattle and I'm going to miss you a lot, Miller. Here's my gift to you. It's the least I could do.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Mt. Rainier Summit Climb Itenerary


Monday, May 25, 2009

Me + Kiro


I was out getting some gas on Saturday about a half mile from my apartment when I noticed a man with a big honkin' video camera running around in their parking lot. He came over and said he was shooting some footage for a story on gas prices and asked if I minded if he shot some video of me. I told him of course and then we chatted about the advertising budgets at KIRO and how they'd let some staff go and yadda yadda. I think I won him over a bit because a friend sent me this photo from their DVR last night.