a few from the 4th

yes, we all wore the same shirt.

we are cheesy.

Motorcycle Chronicles: Girard and Edinboro, PA

I rode into Girard on Monday.
It cleared my thoughts to an extent.
However, riding has failed lately to relieve me like it once did.
It took a lot of effort to get on the bike.
It was a beautiful ride, though, and afterwards I got the chance to stop by Tree's and have Bree sit on my bike. She put foot prints on the tank, but I haven't wiped them off yet. I kind of like them there.
And today, I rode out into Edinboro. Talk about a dead town. The college is as dinky as Kent's Trumbull Campus, and everyone appears to wander around aimlessly.
I rode around after reaching that town, and doubled back to get home. Today's ride was long and chilly...over 100 miles.
My butt hurts a bit. I'm just not used to riding anymore.
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Bree's grandmother is still in town. Not the best feeling, but hey...the facts need faced so it's good it is happening now and not years down the road.
I found out as I was leaving work that Tree was going to hang with her. So I went for the ride, and was only home for....I don't know...ten minutes maybe...and she randomly shows up at my place for hairspray.

Weird.
We'll see where this grandma and daddy thing goes. It seems like grandma must not have a job or something, because she obviously is not in a rush to get back home.
*****

Another Par

Par 3 on hole 7.
The rest of the game stunk, but the par made up for it.
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After golf, I took Bree for a bike ride around the block. A dude on a purple ladies' bike with a car seat. Extra nice.

salty but good

bree dug "mustache pizza" as she calls it.

though it made me thirsty for hours, it is now my favie in buffalo.

merely because of bree's name for it.

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p.s.: bree's grandmother from her dad's side came up from my favorite state of texas to see her.

it was a random, and unpleasant surprise for me. i stayed completely out of it, because i thought that would be best.

but the fact remains that i am only paul, and never any more.

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p.s. #2: tree is on third shift starting the 10th. i'm the number one stand-in for bree. i'm nervous, but excited. it's a love/hate relationship that we have....but i truly love her.

in case people hadn't figured that out yet.

The Falls

The three of us went to the Canadian side of the falls, and it was awesome.
Tree brought her 20-Million zoom lens, and clicked several excellent shots of the infamous horseshoe.
Downtown wasn't quite what I expected. In some ways it was less, but in others it was more.
It has all the hustle and bustle that is hallmark of tourist cities, with the addition of the nicest people. Everyone, with exception of many tourists, was incredibly polite.

Bree enjoyed herself immensely. She came with a truckload of smiles, a ton of attitude, and some stored up shaking of her "bootie butt" that she unleashed on Canada throughout the day.

Aside from being a chicken of the heights, I was able to enjoy the view. We even walked across the falls to the American side to check out that view too. Then we walked right on back.
I can say I straddled an international boundary, for the split second my legs crossed over it at least!

We enjoyed ourselves!
(Even with wind-blown hair and the sun in our eyes we make a great looking family.)

booger sucked

we waited for nearly an hour to get our food.

the place sucks so bad that there isn't even a picture of it on the net.
(as evidenced in the above pic that shows there is no pic - ionic, eh?)

Wildman, Amber, Alex, Bryanna, Tree, and myself....all waited until we thought we would expire.

Not a good time at the booger. But hey, it is always good to be together.
I love them all.

The Falls

For the fourth: it's the Falls!
The gals and I are going to put our passports to use, and are crossing the border for some 'international travel'.

Maybe I can smuggle some Cubans across the border. You just never know.
I'm looking forward to it, as it may be my last good time for quite some time.
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Work travel Update: The Texas job is back on. I'll find out soon when I am heading back to the Lone star State.