Living the Dream

Student Doctor, Brendan Klein

1 down, 1 to go

I took the picture early this morning, as Brendan was trying to get out the door. It is his first day of medical school. He talked about how nervous he was, and doubled checked his clothing choices with Dad and I before he left.

Dad met us in Parker on Saturday, after Brendan and I had spent two days crammed in his truck, dragging a U-Haul halfway across the country. The rest of the weekend flew by, and suddenly I was hugging Brendan for the last time in what will most likely be 4 months.

"This is it for the 3 amigos", Dad said last night over sushi. I thought that was funny - I never would have thought of us that way.

Also, I think that makes me Martin Short...

Lymphomathon 2011

I re-launched team Walking 'phoma Brother in this year's 5k Lymphomathon on August 14th at Montrose Harbor (same Bat-time, same Bat-channel).

Brendan and I are both unable to attend the walk this year - but if you and someone you love (or even someone you just sort of like) would like to have an excuse to take a sunny, lake-side walk the 2nd Sunday in August, then I have your excuse right here. You're more than welcome to walk under our name - it would be an honor.

The team page is RIGHT HERE, and most of you know the drill. There is a link on the top of the page that says "join our team" - just click it. You can sign up to walk with no donation required. You can also sign up with zero intention to walk, but overflowing intention to support the cause.

The only thing I ask is some time later that night, you Skype/Google+/GChat/iChat/email me in Grenada and tell me how it went.

Road Trip To The Future 2011: a must-see list

On July 22, a trailer and the back of his truck will be packed up (mostly with beef jerky, lets be serious). Brendan and I will leave Chicago in the early morning en route to Parker, Colorado. We are doing the trip in two days, (seeing some really educational, important, and historically valid landmarks along the way) hoping to land in Parker some time Saturday afternoon intercepting Dad and a new mountain condo worth of furniture.
Dad and I will fly back on Monday, and turn our attention to my impending trip on August 7th.

The excitement is palpable.