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Curtis Jones

God-fearing, mountain-climbing, software engineer.

📍 Atlanta, GA https://curtisjones.com

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WoD #1 in 29:05, two minutes faster than my first attempt. Still a ways to 25:00, which might be unrealistic. To go faster tomorrow I'll have chocolate ice cream with chocolate chips and chocolate syrup. I'm not sure how that follows, but I'm certain it does.

Private Courtyard with Stepping Stones

Thanks to the economy, renting a house or condo can beat an apartment on price. While browsing listings I found one boasting a private courtyard with stepping stones. Feast your eyes. They're my favorite.

Private Courtyard with Stepping Stones

MadWorld

I just mailed a copy of MadWorld to a friend whose Wii experience so far runs to tennis and bowling. He won't know until Tuesday. I'm expecting a phone call, probably from his wife.

Desperate Times

My apartment offered to renew at the current rate with the last month free. If I wanted to stay, that would make me happy. I don't, so it just stinks of desperation. A reminder of the midtown place that raised my overpriced rent and was shocked when I declined.

Sponsorship

Seeking out sponsors for our Denali trip never would have occurred to me, but Corey was on it. MyTopo came through with maps, software and a gift certificate in exchange for some logo photos at 17k camp. I just hope we sell the summit shots at a premium; those take so much more effort.

Workout of the Day #1

The last two months of a long training period are the hardest to push through, especially with no outdoor options. So I invented my own Crossfit-ish workout: stairs, situps, pistols, dips. First attempt took 31 minutes, and I refuse to wreck my knees running down.

MSR Sucks

MSR makes amazing stoves and terrible snowshoes. I have had a binding strap rip apart twice now while just tightening it. Then I found Tubbs, a thing of beauty and simplicity, whose break in period is unfortunately going to be on Denali.

The Oven was Right

For months the microwave had the hour right and the oven was wrong. Then daylight saving flipped it, and now my brain has to relearn which anthropomorphized appliance to trust. My watch, meanwhile, stands in steadfast opposition to the whole affair.

The Fountainhead

Page 377 of 694 and I cannot put it down. I need Toohey marginalized, Keating shamed, Katie to become a person, Dominique committed, and Roark to never change.

The Fountainhead

Osprey Rocks

The plastic buckle on my Osprey pack broke near the end of my last climb, and I braced myself to pay for the part plus shipping. Instead the parts department took my info and said, "you're all covered." Now that is good service.

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