I found a couple of pairs of Reebok Pumps in my storage room today. First generation ones, in pristine condition. I didn't even know I had them anymore.

I can't even remember why I have two pairs, let alone just one. Heavy as cement boots those were, and more or less pointless to wear, in my opinion. This is now, though. Back then, I must have said to myself, "I need a pair of shoes like those, it'll make me a complete basketball player!"

But who was I kidding? I couldn't even jump over a two foot high fence without giving myself a third-degree groin strain.

Well, my family has gone now, after three mostly enjoyable weeks. I do miss them, and it's a shame that the house is quiet again. But then, it was nice while it lasted, so it shall remain that way. Back to the regularly scheduled programming.

And dammit, it's a nice day outside. I'm going golfing...