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    A Frog Goes to New Hampshire Part 5, or The Milennium Falcon Rides Again
    2007-03-15 03:10:20
    I needed to bring some of my nephew Dean’s (yes, Dean who got me sick) stuff up to him when I visited New Hampshire a couple of weeks ago.  So I borrowed my sister Kirsten’s Plymouth Voyager, since Dean had a LOT of stuff.  She took my Corolla.  When I dropped the car off, we had [...]
    By: The Frog Bog
     
    A Frog Goes to New Hampshire Part 4, or Mensa Initiation Day
    2007-03-06 18:58:53
    If there’s one thing I am, well, right now I’m feeling a bit peckish, but that’s not really what I mean.  I mean in a longer term sense, if there’s one thing I am, it’s… although I do seem to be peckish a lot of the time.  OK, so in a longer term sense I’d be a connoisseur of all things dessert.  But that has nothing to do with this post.  Now then, in a more relevant sense, if there’s one thing I am, it’s a periodic video game junkie.  An insomniac.  A musician.  Easily frustrated sometimes but really patient at other times.  A teacher.  A ski monster wannabe.  A writer.  A bit insecure.  Good at matching paint colors to give your room that special look you’re after.  Afraid of sharks.  Geez, this is tough.  You try figuring out what you are in one word.  You have to be some kind of… wait a minute!  That’s it!  In one word, I’m a genius, though I’d prefer to, in the footsteps of an
    By: The Frog Bog
     
    A Frog Goes to New Hampshire Part 3, or a Potential Olympian is Born
    2007-03-02 19:21:22
    Well, well, well.  Look who’s back from New Hampshire with all his arms and legs attached.  That’s right, the frogster hit the slopes and lived to tell about it.  In fact, I didn’t just hit the slopes, I knocked them out like my name was Mike Tyson.  I shredded them like my name was Cuisinart.  I carved them like my name was Ginsu.  In fact, two of the most popular ski resorts near Mount Washington are being renamed from Cannon Mountain and Bretton Woods to Cannon Valley and Bretton Tree.  Awww, yeah.  I didn’t even fall off my snowboard once.  Of course, that’s because I was skiing.  That’s right.  After many painful experiences, I have learned that the best part about snowboarding is taking the bloody thing off at the end of the day.  But I seem to be a natural born skiier.  I got into a good rhythm and tore it up.  In fact, on one run I caught some air going over about a 5 foot jump.  I believe I was about 8 feet in the air, though
    By: The Frog Bog
     

    A Frog Goes to New Hampshire Part 2, or Manly Man Jobs and the Men Who Perform Them
    2007-03-01 22:36:58
    I’d like to now spend a little time bragging about how manly I was while in New Hampshire visiting my siblings.  I had two days of back-breaking labor while I was up there of the most manly kind.  One of these days involved wood.  There are two versions of this story.  Here is the first.  My brother Eric and I found about 20 or 30 suitable trees on private property that were going to be cleared to make room for a house.  In these cases, often the owners of the site allow people to bid on the trees and chop them down for firewood.  So we drove a dump truck up to the site and chopped down all of the trees with the little hatchet I am holding in the picture below.  Then, we dragged them all on to the dump truck and drove them home, where we reduced them to firewood-sized pieces.  You might not know all about wood-sizing, but I do, so trust me on this.  You have to chop the logs into little bitty pieces, then split them.  Splitting logs is a difficult process, and you hav
    By: The Frog Bog
     
    A Frog Goes to New Hampshire Part 1, or Disguised Germ Warfare Specialists
    2007-02-28 00:56:46
    Yes, the frogster visited New Hampshire last week, and some of his family therein.  Here is a picture of all of us.  Top row- the frogster, ther frogster’s sister and the frogster’s wife (tadpole).  Bottom row- the frogster’s brother, the frogster’s brother’s fiancee, the frogster’s sister’s son, the frogster’s brother’s fiancee’s son’s girlfriend and the frogster’s brother’s fiancee’s son.  AKA the frogster, Lisl, Beth, Eric, Kristyn, Dean, Sam and Josh.  The frogster’s brother’s fiancee’s other son, Jeff, was currently convalescing from the flu at the time of this picture, but he made himself at home by making fun of the frogster on skis after he had known me for about 20 minutes later on in the week.             Now, it’s time for a little game.  Can you spot the virus carrying germ warfare specialist in the above picture?  Go ahead, take a loooooong look
    By: The Frog Bog
     
     
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