Mark's Last Night in Town
This weekend was supposed to be softball and football. The softball tournament, however, was rained out. I was already up nice and early because we were supposed to have a nine o'clock in the morning game in Moscow. Rather than going to bed I went to Rosauers to get breakfast and then to the fire station.
Carl and I talked for a while and then a few people came down to get the rigs ready for the Concrete River Days Parade. I did not have plans on attending it. I need to be in Spokane at two o'clock pm for the All-Star Football game.
As we were getting close to noon Carl came out and said there was a call down at the track. I got in the passenger seat and we went to the scene. Someone had a seizure and we transported the patient to the hospital. Then when we got back Scott asked me if I would drive the ambulance in the parade. I said that I would.
We got almost all the rigs from the station and drove them in the parade. We would play our sirens from time to time. The parade went down Mill street. It was fun to drive it.
When I dropped it off, I went to the SO to do my final preparations for the All-Star game then I headed to Spokane. I was going to need to make some stops to get some adapters so I could play music from my computer to the speaker system.
The game was being held at the Mead High School practice field. There was no press box, so I sat on the top row with a system that was put together just for this game. It started to rain close to the time I had to read off the players' names. My sheet was getting wet and the one I was using was printed by an inkjet printer do it sort of ran a little bit.
I was able to read everyone's name off without many problems. That was nice. I, of course, gave a little bit more emphases to the Thunder players. During the game people around me would say some things between plays. One lady said she could tell I was pulling for the East to win because I was more excited sounding when they did something good.
The West crushed the East. There was not much to cheer for in the way they played in the first half. The second half was not that bad. Over all, through the rain and the other technical issues it went off pretty well on the budget we had to do it.
On one play the West scored, or so I thought. I said "TOUCHDOOOOOOWN WEST!". Then I heard several people in the stands say "not yet." So I said, "Let me try that again 'FIRSTDOOOOOWN WEST'".
After the game I went to Phils house. It was the going away party for Mark. Mark's friend Keith was there. While Mark, Keith, and I were out in the backyard talking politics Keith asked if I was gay. He said he thought I was, but the last two times we hung out he started to thing I wasn't. So I told him I was. He said he had never really met gay people except for on TV and that is never flattering. I told him my feelings on being gay. He said he was very cool with everything.
I took time to take some photos of everyone with Mark before some of the people left.
Phil and Mark
Scotty and Mark
After the photo ops Mark, Phil, and I went into his living room where we sat around and talked about politics and ethics for a few hours. It was nearly four o'clock in the morning before Mark and I left.
What was funny is we talked about staying up late and how it is not bad, unless you're going to bed when it is getting light outside, because they you know that you really did stay up late.
Carl and I talked for a while and then a few people came down to get the rigs ready for the Concrete River Days Parade. I did not have plans on attending it. I need to be in Spokane at two o'clock pm for the All-Star Football game.
As we were getting close to noon Carl came out and said there was a call down at the track. I got in the passenger seat and we went to the scene. Someone had a seizure and we transported the patient to the hospital. Then when we got back Scott asked me if I would drive the ambulance in the parade. I said that I would.
We got almost all the rigs from the station and drove them in the parade. We would play our sirens from time to time. The parade went down Mill street. It was fun to drive it.
When I dropped it off, I went to the SO to do my final preparations for the All-Star game then I headed to Spokane. I was going to need to make some stops to get some adapters so I could play music from my computer to the speaker system.
The game was being held at the Mead High School practice field. There was no press box, so I sat on the top row with a system that was put together just for this game. It started to rain close to the time I had to read off the players' names. My sheet was getting wet and the one I was using was printed by an inkjet printer do it sort of ran a little bit.
I was able to read everyone's name off without many problems. That was nice. I, of course, gave a little bit more emphases to the Thunder players. During the game people around me would say some things between plays. One lady said she could tell I was pulling for the East to win because I was more excited sounding when they did something good.
The West crushed the East. There was not much to cheer for in the way they played in the first half. The second half was not that bad. Over all, through the rain and the other technical issues it went off pretty well on the budget we had to do it.
On one play the West scored, or so I thought. I said "TOUCHDOOOOOOWN WEST!". Then I heard several people in the stands say "not yet." So I said, "Let me try that again 'FIRSTDOOOOOWN WEST'".
After the game I went to Phils house. It was the going away party for Mark. Mark's friend Keith was there. While Mark, Keith, and I were out in the backyard talking politics Keith asked if I was gay. He said he thought I was, but the last two times we hung out he started to thing I wasn't. So I told him I was. He said he had never really met gay people except for on TV and that is never flattering. I told him my feelings on being gay. He said he was very cool with everything.
I took time to take some photos of everyone with Mark before some of the people left.
Phil and Mark
Scotty and Mark
After the photo ops Mark, Phil, and I went into his living room where we sat around and talked about politics and ethics for a few hours. It was nearly four o'clock in the morning before Mark and I left.
What was funny is we talked about staying up late and how it is not bad, unless you're going to bed when it is getting light outside, because they you know that you really did stay up late.
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