What the heck is a Roundup?

I found myself asking that question the other day when my sister challenged me to do a roundup.  As the only male blogger around these parts (comment and prove me wrong) I feel it my duty to appease her and give you my version of a roundup.  By the way (I could have typed BTW but I just can't bring myself to use texting terms or :) or ;) or any of those other emoticons) you can go here to see my sister's latest roundup, and lets face it, that link probably holds more useful information for most of you anyway.

Without further ado here is a bunch of stuff I may want to try someday.

The best part about this one is my dad has a whole load of bricks stacked in his carport just waiting for a project and in two months he lives two doors away

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I'm pretty sure I'll be renting a RZR within the next year and when I love it I plan to sell Melissa on all the practical uses for a UTV, like having something to put in the back of my truck.


I don't know much about cars, but I really want to restore one of these someday.  It's a 1969 GMC and for some odd reason I love it.  Problem is they're not too hard to find if you're willing to settle for a 2wd, but lets face it I can never own a 2wd truck.  That's like a one-wheeled motorcycle.



I really need to learn to swim because I would like to compete in this at the end of the summer.



And I need to find some teammates because I think I want to do this too, but I'm pretty sure my knees won't allow me to do those first few miles.


There you have it folks, my roundup.

I almost forgot.  I hope Lebron loses and I'm happy to see that Jim Tressel is going to be punished.  If only the Buckeyes had made it to the national championship against Auburn then the whole BCS championship game would be stricken from the records 5 years from now, about the time that Cam gives back his trophy.