[David Schreiner's Blog] My Personal Speed Dial

[David Schreiner]

I had a reflective moment recently and pondered how lucky I am to have the following people on my personal speed dial. The names have been withheld to protect the guilty (and to keep me from getting sued).

A Gay Architect/Construction Management Professional

OK. He’s not really gay, but he has had his picture taken with male transvestite cheerleaders so his architect friends will talk to him. We have kids about the same age and are on similar paths professionally.

A Physician/Workout Partner

You know that information you fill out on the back of race numbers listing emergency contacts? I just draw an arrow. If I get a chest grabber in a race I always know he will run back to me and laugh while sweating on me. We all need someone in our lives that we can call at 7:00 at night and ask if he wants to do a 50-mile bike ride tomorrow at 6:00 a.m. and get this answer – “Sure, but are you gonna pussy out and stay home if it’s raining?”. Priceless.

A Golf Buddy/Golf Trip Planner/Financial Consultant

He can get eight guys to a city half way across the country for a 7:00 tee time without breaking a sweat. When trying to schedule a weekend golf game there’s rarely a “let me check with my wife” moment. He gives me financial advice like this – “buy your college student son a box of condoms for Christmas and have the card signed by your dog.” You can’t find that shit in Money Magazine.

A High School Track Coach that looks like he's 30

This guy reeks of positive attitude like Italian’s reek of garlic. He had a post on Facebook (yes he’s on Facebook and has like 20 postings a week from Farmville???) last week about the reason bees can’t fly (Google it). I thought it was funny 30 years ago when he first told me about it and I still do.

A High School Buddy that has dated his wife since Kindergarten

We all need to stay grounded, and there’s no one better for me than good ole’ fish hook in the scrotum Skymeat. He actually made omelets every morning for us while we were on vacation. I can call him with an idea I have of something I want to do and he tells me to put down the beer, step away from the refrigerator and go back to bed. We all need a voice of reason.

A Guy with a Young Family

There's nothing quite like getting a three-year old in the back seat to repeatedly sing "I like boobies!" at the top of his voice all the way home from Naperville. If you ever start to take life too seriously think about that.

So there you have it… a partial listing of the support system that keeps me moving down the path.

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Posted By David Schreiner to David Schreiner's Blog at 9/09/2010 04:29:00 AM