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Written by Richard Gibson

Sunday 6/4/2000 Have you ever been so immersed in programming that you staggered out of your office at 2:00 in the morning and peed on the lawn, because the bathroom in the house was too far away, and then when the horse moved it spooked you, and you jumped, and your penis slipped back into your pants, and then you got it back out, but your pants were dripping, but rather than go change, you went back in to continue programming because you were on a roll?

Oh. You haven't. Well, uh, me neither... Full intellectual engagement in a problem to be solved is the ultimate hallucinagen..

I spent friday night deeply enmeshed in code, didn't stop until 3:30, and then I couldn't sleep until nearly five am. There is a price for that sort of tom-foolery, but I payed it with a smile in my heart and a stomach full of aspirin. Not 'full' exactly, but I certainly profited from the pharacist's craft.

We spent the morning in more cleaning and organizing and packing. I went through one stack of papers that included various notes on the remodeling, and then notes from two years earlier when we bought the farm, and a stack of stuff from Heather's CSU graduation when she was recognized with her Master's degree.

I then took the kids and left Heather to relax. We went to the Wheat Ridge Rec center. They have a 'lazy river' in the pool. You sit in plastic tubes and float around this 60 yard oval 'river.' Molly was playing with Maddy, so Spencer and I floated around and around and around.. Spencer spent a lot of time with his head on my shoulder, just cuddling in the water. There was also a bit of uncontrolled lip quivering, I assume because he was cold, but at the time I decided that it was just emotion-he was having a Hallmark moment with his dad, and through some quantum fluxuation the 40 year old Spencer had jumped from the hospital where he was keeping vigil on me in my decripit old age to a happier time of himself as a 18 month old baby cuddled in his father's arms going around the lazy river.

That is what I told myself.

We took a break and I sat in the hot tub while Maddy and spencer sat on the first step. At the Golden Rec center they fly off the handle if your kid sticks a toe into the hot tub. At Wheatridge they let the kids sit on the edge with their feet in the water, and they don't get too upset if they happen to periodically sit on the first step. After the lifeguard let us know that it was time for the kids to be a bit more accomodating to the 'edge' rule versus the rule about 'first step if we don't notice' I pulled the kids onto the edge. Maddy was okay with this, but Spency having got the taste of the hot tub wanted more. At one point he fell in completely over his head. I pulled him out. He wasn't thrilled by the immersion, but neither did it seem to have any traumatic effect.

We continued our adventurous day with a quick stop at the libary-where I left Molly in charge, and the Littles fell asleep with no complaints, and then onto Pho 79, where I ordered Pho To Go, and a Guiness stop at Applejack's liqours, and on to a pho-stravaganza at home.

And that was our fun filled action packed yesterday.


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