Like any good father, I decided to let my son stay up and pick up a copy of Halo 3 at midnight on September 25th. Please keep in mind, I had absolutely no interest in this. None. Which is why I had Bobbi pick up special snacks, moved the 360 upstairs to play on the plasma and ordered the Legend-(wait for it)-ary Edition two weeks ago. We started out at EB Games so we could wait in line with his friend Tate. I even filled out an entry form provided by the US Army to win an iPod. Somehow, I'm afraid I may have enlisted.Everything was going swimmingly until the manager came out and said they'd only have enough copies for the pre-orders. Damn. So it was off the Wal-Mart next door (I really hate Wal-Mart) and back in line. The good news - Wal-Mart had plenty of copies and by 12:35AM we were on our way home with a Standard Edition of Halo 3.

We played until 2:30 or 3 and then decided to pack it in for the night. The game was glorious, but more was to come.

The next morning at 10AM, the UPS dude arrives and I embrace him warmly, for my Legendary Edition arrived. Unboxing, fanboy-like pics are below. It's Wednesday, and I'm still suffering from a Halo 3 induced hangover - but it was worth it. All hail Master Chief!

Two weeks ago my company held a retreat at Trout Lake, near Potosi, Missouri. My schedule didn't allow me to travel with the team in Kansas City, so I decided to ride my bike down. It was great - beautiful weather and some great twisty roads. Following are some pics of the camp...

You can review my route below. A great round trip of 640 miles.