Thankful

Christmas and Halloween are pretty rad, but Thanksgiving is the Britney Spears of holidays.  

Thanksgiving is the best holiday.  Yo.

There is amazing food, endless football, and it’s not out-of-control crazy like Christmas.  Most importantly, it’s an amazing time of reflection and gratitude.

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Things will look a little different next year.

Oh, and I can eat SO much pumpkin pie during Thanksgiving and not even feel that bad about it.

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Back to the “important” stuff.  Being thankful and junk.

Here’s what I’m most thankful for in 2013:

-A God who forgives.  I desperately need that.  All the time.

-A wife who is patient and doesn’t reject my pleas to help film “music” videos.

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-The dude(tte) who invented selfies.

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-Creative friends.

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-A little boy and a little girl.

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Sriracha.  I put that stuff on everything.

-Jordans

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-Baby Jordans.

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-The new fro-yo place by my office.

-The new fro-yo place by my house.

Justin Timberlake.  “Mirrors” was my jam this year.

-My new brother-in-law.  Now I don’t feel like a third wheel when Amanda and her sister hang out.

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-A job where I can be myself

-A church that encourages me to become a better version of myself

-Tom Brady.  Thanks for standing ten feet away from me in January.  It was fun hanging out with you.  (It counts.)

-Sparkling water

-The heroes who come to our Cap City Church small group.  Y’all are nuts, but you are encouraging and entertaining individuals who I don’t want to do life without.

-“Wrecking Ball.”  This was the best song of 2013.  Hopefully I didn’t ruin it.

-The Mexican and Peruvian restaurants by our house.

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-Razors

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Hannah M., Brian W., Matt C., Jon Acuff, and Taylor Swift.  You all inspired and encouraged me to start writing this blog.  Thanks.  Now, you must apologize to the rest of the world.

-The people who read this blog.  It means the world to me and I am so grateful for you.

-Red pants

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-My Virginia Beach friends.  Yes, our city can be a little cheesy.  Yes, it can be a little trashy.  However, it’s an amazing place to grow up.  Plus, it’s full of spectacular people.

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-All my friends.  Thanks for the encouragement and the laughs.

-My BFFs who decided to marry each other.

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-Beaches in winter

-The people who actually watch my dumb “rap” videos.  They have gotten 40,000 hits on YouTube over the past few months.  That makes me a little scared for humanity.  However, ease up on the mean YouTube comments.  We have feelings too!

-Kelly Kapowski

-Silly friends

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-Cheesy baby stuff

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-My red Puma coat.  I’m biased, but it’s pretty dope.

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-Taco Bell.  I want you everyday.

-Getting every penny back from our trip to Toronto that was cancelled at the last second due to a blizzard.

-Going crazy for Amanda’s 30th birthday by building her a tower of 30 presents.

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-Being alive

-Powdered donuts

-Game nights

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-The Washington Nationals.  The 2013 season was disappointing, but we still had fun.

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-Haribo gummy bears

-Haribo everything else

-Our flower beds.  It was fun feeling like an old man each morning I watered the beautiful flowers and plants Paul, Eddie, and Chris planted.

Nando’s Peri Peri.  If you’ve never been, go immediately.  Eat everything.

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-UVA’s basketball team.  Thanks for helping me heal from a disastrous UVA football season.

-“Cruise” by Florida-Georgia Line and Nelly.  I love this song.  A lot.

-My bicycle

-Not crashing on my bike at all in 2013

-Family

-Sunrises

-Sunsets

-Chips and salsa

-Jack Link’s beef jerky

…and…most importantly…

My dog

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Oh, and Zack Morris.  Thanks for the inspiration, bro.

So long, my friend.

Life is full of beauty, mystery, and wonder.  Unfortunately, sometimes it’s also full of pain.

Saying “goodbye” is the worst pain of them all.

So long, my friend

After a “beautiful” four weeks, I finally had to say “goodbye” to my closest friend.

Goodbye, beard.

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I was starting to feel pretty scraggy, my boss called me a lumberjack, all the red hair creeped me out a little, and my beardness also coincided with two of the hardest workweeks of my life.  I needed a fresh start.  I needed a reboot.  I needed my Backstreetness back…

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…No, that’s not quite right…

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…Umm…NASCAR?

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Eek.  Try again…

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…that’s better.  It sure feels good to be a gangsta.

(I apologize for the dearth of posts over the past two weeks  Work got the best of me.  I hope both of you reading this will forgive me.)

I love DC. A lot.

I was going to write a silly Gaga-esque post today, but it didn’t feel right in the wake of yesterday’s horrific shootings in D.C.  I also tried to write about the tragedy, but I didn’t have the words to say.  Thus, I’ll let some pictures do the talking.  Although D.C. is often the brunt of jokes and political rants, I love this city.  Here’s why:

The loves of my life met in D.C.

I love DC. A lot.

The other love of my life is in DC.

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Oh, and the other one too.

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(Hill Country BBQ. If you haven’t been yet, go. NOW.)

NYC has a million pizza joints.  DC has froyo everywhere.  We win. 

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(Our rent is cheaper too.  And there are fewer Yankees fans here.)

Lauriol Plaza.    

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If it wasn’t for the two-hour wait, I’d probably go to Lauriol Plaza every night (except for Monday nights because that’s all-you-can-eat night at Hill Country).

It is becoming clear that I eat too much.

The Washington Monument

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Mayor Gray and I are tight.

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(For the record, I have no connection to any of the corruption allegations brought against him. We just like to chill on the weekend and watch some WNBA.)

Seersucker is kinda embraced here.  Yay.

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Red pants too.

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WE’RE THE N.L. EAST CHAMPIONS!!!

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(for one more week)

Our July 4ths are pretty epic.

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(even with a caged Washington Monument)

Our Christmas tree is too.

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D.C. has some sweet bike trails.

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…and a sweet boy band.

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We’ve got the N.L. Rookie of the Year. 

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…and a really athletic caveman.

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Capital City Church is in D.C.  And in another month, VIRGINIA too.

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Dat Ben’s chili.

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We’ve got a sick backdrop for pickup games of touch football.
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The baddest building in the world is in D.C.

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We’ve got bike lanes so cars won’t run us over.

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The cab drivers don’t care.  The texting pedestrians are worse.

We have a lot of pretty buildings.

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(See, not all your tax dollars are wasted.)

We have Natitude.

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(But maybe a little less than last season.)

We’re an international city.

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But we all love America (and Turkey).

Most importantly, D.C. is full of amazing people. 

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My thoughts and prayers are with all those affected by yesterday’s tragedy.  I hope you find some peace in this time of tumult and that you can cling to moments of joy.  A hateful lunatic can create incredible havoc and pain, but he cannot break us.

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I like to confuse people.

I’m a DC lawyer who loves purple pants.

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A white guy who loves rap music.  And boy bands.

A Christian dude who wants to be Lady Gaga.

A married guy who loves Katy Perry.  And Tom Brady.

I love neon shorts and cartoon t-shirts.   I also love suits, ties, and pocket squares.  Sometimes I like to be classy and mix all that ish together.

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So what’s my new weird thing?

Cowboy boots.

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This may come as a huge surprise to you, but I’m about as un-country as it gets.  I don’t fish, I don’t hunt, and I definitely don’t sleep in tents.  The most countryfied I get is Taylor Swift.

And my cowboy boots.

I love mixing my boots with dress pants.  I love the loud clacking as I walk through the dirty and chaotic streets of Chinatown.  I love standing an inch or two taller than normal.  I love pretending that I’m some sort of bad ranch dude herding cattle instead of an attorney who spends his day reading emails.

I love my boots.

And Tom Brady.

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Lessons Learned

I’m not brilliant.  Thus, any time I can learn something new, that’s a good thing.  Bonus points if it’s not some useless pop trivia fact. (Lady Gaga’s real name is Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta. And she has a dog named Fozzi.)

Thankfully, I learned a lot of new stuff this weekend.

I learned that it is possible to eat 30 brownies in 48 hours.

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I learned that idiot high school guys just grow up to be idiot older guys.  And they play baseball in a thunderstorm.

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No one died.  Thanks, God.

I learned that I-95 is the worst place in the world.  Other than Blacksburg.

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Sat in traffic for six hours.  At least Amanda got a nice nap.

I learned that DC has a lot of problems.  The lack of a Cookout is the worst of them all.

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I crushed a huge burger, fries, hushpuppies, and a milkshake for $6.  SIX DOLLARS.  My salads in DC cost $11.  Fix this, Obama.

I learned that Chubbies shorts are the perfect baseball attire.

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Right? RIGHT?!

I learned that the Wave Church is pretty dope.  Gorgeous building, incredible pastors, ridiculous conference, and music so fly that it makes Superman jealous.  Plus, guys in pink pants and Biggie shirts are welcome there.

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…and Steelers fans too (unfortunately).

Just like the lustful sirens called for Odysseus, I learned that Virginia Beach will always beckon me to return.

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We’ll see.

Finally, I learned that no matter how many years pass by, how many pounds we gain, or how many wives or kids we have, nothing really changes between me and my old high school buds. We always pick up where we left off.  We’re not old friends, just friends. And idiots.

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The survivors of the 17th Annual Kreider-McCormick Classic.  Team McCormick “won” a 5-0 rain-soaked 4-inning throwdown.  Amazingly, no injuries.  Many thanks to the thousands who attended and to Christi H. for all the amazing pictures!