5 Hours, Krystoff

What you see before you is the end result of 5 hours of pressure washing.  I am happy with the end result and thanks to the wonders of Advil, the body penalty was not that severe.  I had to swap between the gas and electric washer a couple times due to odd shut off issues with the gas washer.  The script was as it always is, slow and steady.  I blasted the inside and outside of the cage AND hit the screens themselves as they had managed to accumulate green scuzz as well.  I think hitting the top sections with the bleach solution the week prior actually did have more benefit than I first realized.  I will add that to future sessions.

I got the weeding done today, leaving my weekend gloriously open.  I mean I have stuff to do of course but now that the pressure washing is done, anything else feels like coasting downhill.  Two days in a row I rode an EUC to DD for my afternoon coffee and enjoyed it.  I did not bring my video camera with for either ride, a rarity but a situation I should find myself in more often.

I found out from multiple friends that a guy we used to play volleyball against, Krystoff, died suddenly, while playing volleyball.  He was only 43.  Even though our matches against Krystoff were always teeming with trash talk back and forth it was always good natured and funny, making all parties involved laugh.  His strong eastern European accent made his cutdowns a little more biting.  I thought about him multiple times since I heard the news.  The last time I saw him was at one of the last Pottstown Rumbles I played eons ago.  RIP buddy.

I think I am going to live stream tonight, drunk.  Because I feel like it.