Team in Training

So I haven't had a lot of free time lately. Work has been keeping me hopping on my toes. It's good, I am enjoying it, but it is a huge change form the laid back environment of the lab. There I made my own schedule (10-6), had the freedom for vacation and "sick time". I was usually able to sneak out early on Fridays to sample the local happy hours.

Now that I am a salesman I have my schedule dictated to me by the needs of the customers. I have been asked to be in and working with them at 8 in the morning! It's uncivilized I tell you. Also they complain a lot. My camera doesn't work, the software keeps crashing, etc... I am forced to deal with these emergencies, usually over the phone on Friday afternoon. Oh Joy! Happy Hour waits for no man, and it has not waited for me.



This is my expression after one beer during my last happy hour at Buck Ten on South Beach. It's rough out there when you don't have time to train!

Fear not loyal fans, Mighty Casey has not struck out yet. Top athletes need to make sacrifices to remain at the top of their game. The Happy Hour in Paradise is no different. I have recently made a purchase that will help me get back on top of my game. That's Right! I bought a KEGERATOR! This beauty holds a full 55 liter quarter barrel of malted ambrosia. This marvelous miracle of science keeps the beer cold all the time and delivers it on draft with a full frosty head. All of this happen mere steps from my couch in the comfort of my own home! I have realized the dream of man since he first discovered the miracle of cold beer in fraternity basements everywhere!



Here is is, ensconced under my Guiness sign. How I got that one is another story. Rest assured though that the Caramel and cigarette butts came off of it nicely with a little bleach and a lot of 409.

So when i do get time off to myself I have been keeping busy. I have been doing a lot of Yoga and a lot of Rock climbing. I am getting into more Extreme Sports these days. Next up is Skydiving. That trip is actually planned for the weekend of my annual pilgrimage to inebriation in celebration of my baby brothers birthday. So I will miss that dive, but I plan to line up one soon. I'll share those pictures with you, because it is always fun to see a grown man pee himself in absolute terror!



This is me halfway up a 5.10 wall at my local rock gym. South Florida is very flat, so any climbing must be done indoors. This place is in an airplane hangar. We figured out last time that the walls were about 12 meters high. You do the math.

I will end on a job related high note. I rented a car this morning in Birmingham Alabama. Following exchange occurred.

Avis Guy: "Oh, I'm sorry, we don't have any midsize cars left Mr. Coyle. (I get RESPECT) We do have Mustangs. Does that interest you?"

Mr. Coyle: "A Mustang? Absolutely! Score One for me! (Fist Pump)

Avis Guy: "Would you like a convertible or a hardtop Mr. Coyle?" (I get mad RESPECT)

Mr. Coyle: "I would like a red convertible Mustang please." I was being cheeky at this point.

Avis Guy: "We have a red convertible mustang for you Mr. Coyle. Please sign here. Thanks you for coming back to Avis."

Mr. Coyle: "Thank you sir!" Walks away toward the garage to the tune of Radar Love by Dutch band Golden Earring.




Here I am this afternoon on the Campus of Alabama State University with my sweet ride.

BooYah! Sell out with me! Ohh Yeah!