William posted the pics from Tuesday night … there up on his blog, here. I may have stolen a few of them to use in my own gallery. 
Thanks William!
After some loops in the park, I fired up the VFR — first time all month, which is sad, but I did go out to ride her, which was awesome. We rode in to the East Village, her slightly dusty but happy to be running, me all squidly in a JR perf’d leather jacket, summerweight gloves, and jeans. Gasp! No leather pants?!?! Call me a reckless fool. I forgot how much one’s nutz can get squooshed in jeans; it seems leather offers some sack protection when braking heavily. Sigh.
Traffic was light, the sunset behind the city as I came across the Manhattan bridge was soul-searing … a good start to the evening. The goal was the garden at 6th & Ave B, where some friends of mine were showing photos. There was music, sangria, culture projected on the walls. Portraits, themed work frmo Africa, on boxers in Cuba, a collection of hipster pool players in the East Village. 
I thoroughly enjoyed.
The ride home was another happy — plus, I managed to avoid all forecasted rain. Next time, though, I think I’ll wear some protection on my nether regions.
I got bored this afternoon and started playing with a small helmet camera I bought for motorcycling and bicycling. I recorded a quick tour of my pad in Brooklyn. Check it out if you like … it’s a 16MB download.
100% Not Safe For Work. Not child safe. Do not taunt Family Guy Goes To Harvard. Enjoy in a dark basement with a laptop and some headphones. Seth MacFarlane speaks at the 2006 Harvard Class Day. Well, Peter and Stewie and Quagmire put in appearances as well. Frikkin sweet!
Basically it’s a video of his speech at the event. Enjoy!
Howdy sports fans! Last night we played our nemses – nemesises – nemeses? er, our arch rivals out of the Edge, Stick it In. This team is comprised of my favorite people in the APA, and it was good to hang out with them. I even got to meet some new Edge folks, and gave finger puppets to some of them.
There are many pictures from last night. William Fuentes will be posting some up shortly (including one of the new lizard tattoo I got, and a keen portrait of yours truly) … and I threw a few up here. My personal fave is of Bill. We will assimilate you! Soon you will all be wearing Dempsey’s shirts!!!
So yeah, recap from me: fun time had by all, shots for everyone, can’t wait to hang with everyone again. And the recap from Captain Tim? Read on!
WELL I must say it’s good to be sitting here with absolutely nothing to report but good news. It is a long email, so read it at your leisure, but remember: ONLY GOOD NEWS, so it will be fun. Money stuff at the end.
First off good news #1:
We were playing the Edge team. The one we like a lot.
They lost the toss, putting up first, and they opened strong with Will Fuentes, League Rep, and I countered with Tim. No, no, not the improved bionic Tim, but me, captain Tim. I was feeling good about the evening and wanted to try and give us an early lead. I was down the first game as Will shot on the 8 ball, but luckily for me, he scratched. I’ll take it. I then managed to win the next one, and I’ve got him against the wall 2-0. The next two I sorta lost track of my game plan, and Will played much better, and all of a sudden we’re tied 2-2. The handicaps were on my side, however, as Will had to win four games to take the match and I only needed three. I managed to win the next game and take the match 3-2. I know this was a the most boring recap you’ve ever read so far, but I simply don’t remember each shot of the night like Yorgo – which may explain his record. We’re up 1-0.
Next up I put up our former captain Matt. They countered with Genever, whose painted toenails were WAY NICER than Matt’s. God KNOWS where Matt goes to get those done. Anyhow, Matt was executing really well, and put in some damn fine shots. Particularly memorable was a nice bank of the cue off the rail into one of his balls parked near a corner, when seemingly snookered. Genever, however, was playing even better and kept safety-ing Matt into corners and evil difficult shots as well as simply putting her own balls in with alarming accuracy. Matt graciously and very very slowly accepted defeat on the second 8-ball as Genever won 2-0. It’s now 1-1.
The next person to go up was our new player, the very intimidatingly-named Ash. As in “I-will-grind-you-into”. He was playing another 4, and played, well, damned great. Honesty, I don’t remember all that much about this particular match, as Tim and Yorgo arrived and were able to take over the coaching on his later games. One thing I do remember is that Ash has a really fine touch and knows what he is doing for and we’re glad to have him. Special props to Tim for a coach which helped him freeze out his opponent in the last game. The coach was simply to miss the next shot on purpose. And it worked like a charm. Under immense pressure playing for the first time Ash was tied 2-2 and took the hill game – great show! We’re up 2-1.
We put up Tim next and they counter with what seems like one of their 17 or 18 distractingly lovely and amazingly good team members, Michelle. This team is like a factory of strategic shot-making headaches for their opponents, and I mean that as a compliment. Following the fine example set by me in match #1, Tim proceeded to get way behind in the opening game and win when Michelle scratched on an 8-ball shot. Tim then used his very methodical and mind-bendingly steady game to shut her out despite the fact that she seemed to take a lot of his safeties and turn them into shots. One of the more well-fought shut-outs I’ve seen. We’re up 3-1.
The next match was their Captain, Julie against our wagerer extraordinaire (um, except for that NBA finals thing – Dallas, Yorgo? Really?), Yorgo! I am sad to say however that Julie dismantled him like a broken-down Ducati. The ball was not rolling his way, he was upset about how awful the US had done in the World Cup, and on top of that Julie was playing very well. And then there was that buffet, and all these other things conspiring against him. All of this basically that just meant that we were paid back for our shutout of Michelle by a shutout of our own Yorgo.
good news #2
We DID end up the night winning 3-2, however, which was definitely the outcome we hope to see more of over the next 8 weeks.
good news #3
So, we entered the night with all of our attempts at getting an 8th player turning to naught. I was pretty much resigned to entering the season with 7 players. With Jacob around most all of the season, and everyone else pretty into committing to each Tuesday, we’d be all set, if a little pressured. Then, like a Big Baby Jebus or Roger Clemens sweeping in from Texas, Roger Williams decided to pay us a visit and hang out for the night. There was much joy upon his arrival. Roger was so touched that I was was able to sucker- I mean CONVINCE him to stay on the roster for this season. We are all very very stoked about this. Hell, even Julie the captain of the other team helped us convince him, which, um, I’m SURE is a compliment, Roger. Really – our opponents wanting you to play for us? That’s really a good thing,
I promise. Really.
BUT – this is very important, people:
ROGER MAY NOT EVEN PLAY ONE MATCH. Roger, thinking mostly of the team, decided to take the season off as he wouldn’t be able to play that nearly at all with his new job as HEAD OF ALL INTERNET ENTERTAINMENT. No, it’s not a porn portal! Ahem. Anyhow, I had to promise him all sorts of things you really don’t want to hear about in order to get that roster spot filled by him. We still really only have a team of 7 people, for which I am sorry, but is going to require that whenever humanly possible those Tuesday plans really need to be worked around. We’d love you there all night, but we only need you for an hour or two, people – maybe less if it works out right. There are 8 weeks left in the season, and if Roger is able to play just ONE of those 8 matches, we will consider ourselves lucky. He’s the regular season secret underground weapon.
Good news #4
I talked to the owner after everyone left and Dempseys is going to be picking up half the season dues, $180! Sweeeeeeet. This means that there is almost no more money owed by those who have already paid and some of you are getting some back even. I have every cent recorded and can tell people before next week who still owes. This totally rocks, though – that’s over $20 extra per person we DON’T have to pay.
GREAT match, guys – I’ll be sending out emails about practicing and such and I’ll see you all soon.
Timothy
P.S. Added bonus Good news #5 – the owner of Dempsey’s is just about the nicest guy ever. He couldn’t stop talking about how amazing Yorgo’s restaurant was and how everything is done right there. A real pleasure to deal with.
Whoo, Andrew did a great set Friday night. Kept me out much later than anticipated, which was good b/c I got a chance to catch up with Aleks and Beth and Sil and MZ and some of the rest of the cool kids. Made it kinda tough to get up early for a ride on Saturday, though.
Still, it was rainy, so an afternoon ride wasn’t so bad. I rode out to the Rockaways again, a flat and chilly and WET ride … and when I got out there I kept going and went exploring a bit. 40 miles all told, and I enjoyed every one of them. I didn’t really stop at all, just once at a food cart to buy new gatorade and water. I guess I’m ready for more miles. Next weekend!
Speaking of, let’s check the mileage this season. It’s been a good June (190 miles so far, and I hope to do another 50-75 before the month is out … meaning, in the next 5 days). I’m at 385 since March, and the progression goes 26 (March), 55 (April), 113 (May), and now June is my best. I’d have more miles excepting for all that pesky jogging I’ve been doing. But I still hope to get to 1000 miles by my 33rd birthday. That means I need to do about 600 miles in the month of July. It’s doable, but … it’ll be tough. Go easy on me if I don’t make it. I have to actually work during the day.
Today’s a much-needed day of rest. I lolled about in bed until noon, had brunch at the diner, did some grocery shopping, and am now off to clean the house. Maybe some yoga before dinner, to stretch everything out. Another long ride coming up tomorrow, so I need to stretch!
Pics of new baby Noah are up!
I need to start carrying my digital camera with me. 
My phone’s camera stinks.
Tuesday. Ran in the morning to beat the heat … worked @ the office all day … then scooted out to the East Village for some pool. I lost the first match of the night against a strong 3 (we played at Duke’s), then Vik demolished his opponent … Tim the non-captain Tim played strongly against the other’s team’s 5 … and it all gets fuzzy from there. I hope to get a recap from Tim the Captain Tim soon.
Wednesday. Work work work, then I rode the Trek over to Tanya’s to see her brandy-new baby boy! Noah’s a stunner. He’s very well behaved for a 5-week old kid and he’s got tons of personality. He seems to like me, too. It was great to hang out with T and catch up on life … it’d been far too long. The bike ride was good, especially riding home in the dark on a bike which I still have to re-fit after putting on a new saddle.
Thursday. Up early, into the office for a Starbux and a meeting, then back home to work on client development in the home office. I went for a run in the hot hot evening (gah, two minutes off my loop pace … apparently I need to run in the AM), then trekked to the UES for some BBQ at Jimmy’s, and a nice sit on the East River watching the tugs go by. Not a bad Thursday night.
And tonight? A long ride followed by seeing a bud DJ in the LES. Should be a blast!
Last night Paulie wanted to do a 30 mile ride, so we headed down towards the water from my place and banged a left before getting wet. We rode across the bridge at the end of Flatbush, out to the strip of land on the other side of the bay … and decided to head to the water (again) and bang another left. Rather than go to Breezy Pt and back, we rode out to the Rockaways. It was COLD down there by the water, and there was a lot of wind, but we had a blast. I thoroughly enjoyed the two hills we hit (the only two on the whole ride), attacking them at 15 .. 18 … no, 21 mph. And racing up to 27mph on the Rockland freeway. I’m really digging this whole cycling thing. The Cannondale was a dream to ride, as always.
On the way home I downed a Honey Stinger Ginsting, and two minutes later I was hit with the hugest sugar rush ever. The only thing I could do was hold on to the bars as my legs launched me forward. He||, a few months ago I would have had to have eaten an entire wedding cake to get a sugar rush like that … now a 120-calorie wee packet of goo can make me go all Pepe Gonzales. Fitness is neat. =P
Of course I killed all that good work by attempting to eat an entire General Tso’s Chicken at Paul & Blake’s after we got home. I was unsuccessful, but was burping up fried chicken bits until I went to bed. Bloat!
This morning I got up early to beat the heat and went for a run. I had to sweat out that chicken, don’tchyaknow. I did manage to slice another 45 seconds off my time for the 2.3-mile loop. Not too shabby!
Now I can go drink at pool and not feel guilty.
For those that were wondering … I did actually have some news for today (and not just this past weekend). I sent in my application to Hunter College’s post-bacc pre-med program. I start in August, if all goes according to plan!
