I'm apparently not clinically insane. Or maybe I am and that's what "they" are looking for. I received my confirmed ticket, so I guess we'll see what happens next. But first...
BIG CONGRATS!!!!! to Grace and Jonathan. It seems that along with a move to Vietnam they've decided to get married. I don't know when yet, but this allegedly happening very soon. Just some more of the storm of change that seems to be sweeping through my world. I have a feeling they're going to be insufferably happy and lovey for a long long time. :-)
Now, the big question on my mind, do I need to find a new fake girlfriend??? Grace has been my long time fake girlfriend, and I've made the resolution to not date married women anymore (I know, seems like something one wouldn't need to have a resolution for, but it happens). And I'm not sure if fake dating is covered. Of course there is the fact that Grace is going to be in Vietnam for a year or so.
So, at least on a temporary basis, I'm accepting applications for "fake girlfriend". The job is pretty tough. You have to be available for random concerts, live within the local area (in this case, "local" means within a 2 hour plane ride, though exceptions can be made if applicant can show reason to expand the "local" area). There also have to be random days shopping, fashion consulting, and general "arm charm" duties. No salary is included, but there are several perks to the job, which may include but are not limited to: free meals, all expense paid outings, the occasional bottle of premium alcohol, and Christmas and birthday gifts. Please contact the author of this blog to relay your interest.
Now, the complication to this is my life is currently in flux. I suppose I should lift the veil on the big mystery. Most everyone knows anyways, but I will ask no one mention this to my current employer or (more importantly) my mother. Seems I've been shortlisted for a position with an airline in Dubai. I fly over for an interview (and assessments... two days worth apparently) on the 4th of July. Honestly I was sort of luke warm about the idea when I first applied, but the more I've thought about it the more interesting it sounds. Plus there's the tax free salary, housing allowance, and flight benefits to place US carriers can't even spell. All money will need to be negotiated, and we'll see how the whole thing goes. It's all a bit exciting...
And overwhelming. The idea of up and moving to another country and setting up shop is a pretty big undertaking. I've been checking out places online, and reading internet message board posts by current employees. I'm trying to get a feel for the pitfalls as well as the pluses. Unfortunately most the input on the internet is from pilots. And man do they whine a lot. I was sort of taken back by a lot of their issues. Almost to the point of being discouraged from even pushing forward. But then I sat back and thought... they have the same complaints as pilots from my current airline... and few others.. for the most part. There are some more specific issues, but mostly boil down to not being able to afford the lifestyle they had hoped. Keep in mind though, they are there with a family and paying for schools and what not. I'm not planning for that to be an issue. I also have had some correspondence with some non pilot types, and they seem to be saying that for a single guy, it's easily doable and can be a real experience. But they have also been very helpful in pointing out some things that can get you in trouble... nothing unmanagable.
On top of that, I was made aware of another employment opportunity that may be out there in the next couple weeks. It wouldn't require as long of a move, but the location is sketchier by most accounts. Elvis lived there, so it can't be all bad. We'll see what happens with that, and if the rumors are true.
No for some "what I had for lunch" blogging, I spent last weekend in the Washington DC area. I felt it was a good idea to get out of town ans see some friends, and the long time adopted little sister formerly known as Jennie Mills graciously hosted me. It was nice to get out, and just relax. It was a very laid back weekend, and I thank Jennie and Aaron for being such great hosts, considering they've had little time without guests of late.
I had the time to venture into Washington for some sight seeing. It's a great town and there's so much you can do for free. I of course hit the Air & Space museum on the mall, being the aerosexual I am. Much of what's there hasn't changed since I first went as a child, but there are some new and interesting exhibits. Interesting to me anyways. I do love my airplanes. After that, I strolled across the mall to the National Gallery of Art. I did a quick walk through, mainly for the air conditioning. I would like to get back and see more in the future, but I wanted to check out the National Archives.
So much is said about this or that being "unconstitutional" and how the founding fathers would be so disheartened at the course the country has taken. While I believe there may be some credence some of that (and not to pick on anyone one side, both political parties are, in my opinion, F'ed up). Anyway, I stood in a 45 minute line to check out the Declaration of Independence, the U.S. Constitution, and the Bill of Rights. It's impressive to think of what these documents have spurred. And even more impressive that they're still being used as a basis for our government. Consider that England is still working on a "constitution" of it's own, and several countries tend to rewrite there's as often as they change regimes. SO yes, the founding fathers got something right... they created a very fluid document that can change with the times. I recommend you check it out... and i recommend you read them before telling me what things are "unconstitutional".
We also took a trip to Baltimore and meandered around the harbour for a short time, mainly to get my HRC pin. But it was nice to just hang out with Jennie. She's still awesome after all these years, and looks the same. I saw a quote yesterday, "Friendship is when people know all about you but still like you anyway." Luckily, I have a lot of those. And they let me stay at their houses on short notice :-).
And now I'm back in Louisville, and thanx to a displacement call this morning I'm off work until the 12th of July. Should be a busy couple weeks though. I'm looking forward to it... except I come back and work 13 of the next 15 days. I guess you gotta pay for the playing. Later
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Rocking the casbah???
There's an old Chinese proverb, May you live in interesting times. OK, I'm so sure it's Chinese but it is a proverb. Now are interesting times. There's lots of change going around, and I don't mean nickels , dimes, and pennies. Many of you know of what I'm referring, and if you don't well ask me. I'm not at liberty to make announcements concerning other people and their lives, but still.. it's exciting.
And scary. Change can be fun, but it can be a little disconcerting. Giant upheavals tend to leave lasting effects. Sometimes, I wouldn't mind it being about 4 years ago. Those were some fun times. Living in the apartments (i say apartments because my time was seemingly equally split between mine, the boys' apartment, and the girls' apartment) in the metropolitan PTC area. Random Thursday night Grey Goose and Grey's Anatomy gatherings, occasionally with Zaxby's and late night swimming. or even better, B-52 trivia night. Who remembers the old hippy-ish couple and their dancing displays?
But oh well, it seems all good things must end, but it's not the end of good things. I have a lot of hope and excitement for the coming month or so.
So, now that all the mysterious crap is over, hopefully some full out announcements will be coming soon... people moving, marriages, TanJoe having a baby... basic stuff.
Otherwise, this week has been pretty uneventful. It amuses me that "uneventful" week at work si when only have to deal with one or two emergencies. I don't mean the "I gotta get this TPS report done by noon or my boss will have my ass" emergencies, but the kind where fire trucks meet the plane on landing. Perhaps I've become a little to blasee (or however it's spelled) about such things.
But this week should be different. Brian is flying up for a few days and some DMB. Since DMB isn't touring next year (and there's a chance I won't be near anywhere they would tour if they change their mind) I better enjoy it. I'm thinking we may need to hit some of the bourbon trail in the meanwhile.
And it's world cup time. For a country that supposedly doesn't get into soccer, the bar was packed yesterday at 1 for the US/England match. I haven't been in a place that into one particular sporting event in a while. It was 5 deep at the bar for the entire game. I don't much about soccer, but I know that we were expected to be soundly beaten, and it came out a tie. So go US!
And for all you people who say a game is considered high scoring at 3-1 one is lame, think of it this way.. when was the last time you complained that a football game ended at 21-7??? Same thing. So today, once Brian is fetched, I'm thinking maybe the Australia/Germany match. AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OYE OYE OYE! I even have a nice Aussie Cricket jersey (best I could do) on.
And by the way, the Spain/Morocco trip has been called off due to some new committments to be some where not in Spain or Morocco. But, I still have almost 2 weeks off, and with the exception of 4 days I have nothing planned. So, I'm looking for some suggestions on vacation ideas, and keep it cheap.. I have to buy a new suit this week... unexpected expenses suck.
Well, ASA (excuse me, Atlantic Southeast Airlines... apparently they're no longer ASA... sorry Acey friends) finally got Brian aloft... late. C'ya
And scary. Change can be fun, but it can be a little disconcerting. Giant upheavals tend to leave lasting effects. Sometimes, I wouldn't mind it being about 4 years ago. Those were some fun times. Living in the apartments (i say apartments because my time was seemingly equally split between mine, the boys' apartment, and the girls' apartment) in the metropolitan PTC area. Random Thursday night Grey Goose and Grey's Anatomy gatherings, occasionally with Zaxby's and late night swimming. or even better, B-52 trivia night. Who remembers the old hippy-ish couple and their dancing displays?
But oh well, it seems all good things must end, but it's not the end of good things. I have a lot of hope and excitement for the coming month or so.
So, now that all the mysterious crap is over, hopefully some full out announcements will be coming soon... people moving, marriages, TanJoe having a baby... basic stuff.
Otherwise, this week has been pretty uneventful. It amuses me that "uneventful" week at work si when only have to deal with one or two emergencies. I don't mean the "I gotta get this TPS report done by noon or my boss will have my ass" emergencies, but the kind where fire trucks meet the plane on landing. Perhaps I've become a little to blasee (or however it's spelled) about such things.
But this week should be different. Brian is flying up for a few days and some DMB. Since DMB isn't touring next year (and there's a chance I won't be near anywhere they would tour if they change their mind) I better enjoy it. I'm thinking we may need to hit some of the bourbon trail in the meanwhile.
And it's world cup time. For a country that supposedly doesn't get into soccer, the bar was packed yesterday at 1 for the US/England match. I haven't been in a place that into one particular sporting event in a while. It was 5 deep at the bar for the entire game. I don't much about soccer, but I know that we were expected to be soundly beaten, and it came out a tie. So go US!
And for all you people who say a game is considered high scoring at 3-1 one is lame, think of it this way.. when was the last time you complained that a football game ended at 21-7??? Same thing. So today, once Brian is fetched, I'm thinking maybe the Australia/Germany match. AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OYE OYE OYE! I even have a nice Aussie Cricket jersey (best I could do) on.
And by the way, the Spain/Morocco trip has been called off due to some new committments to be some where not in Spain or Morocco. But, I still have almost 2 weeks off, and with the exception of 4 days I have nothing planned. So, I'm looking for some suggestions on vacation ideas, and keep it cheap.. I have to buy a new suit this week... unexpected expenses suck.
Well, ASA (excuse me, Atlantic Southeast Airlines... apparently they're no longer ASA... sorry Acey friends) finally got Brian aloft... late. C'ya
Monday, May 31, 2010
I used to dream about the life I'm living now, I know that there's no doubt I made it
Well, I survived. I made it back to Louisville last night about 11:15 PM a little tired and bleary. The trip to Vegas was legendary. I've been out there more times than I can count, either as a child who was sent to the top floor of Circus Circus $20 in quarters for a few hours or as an Adult who discovered better ways to spend my money.
First off, big thanx to Nate and Angela for inviting me out and arranging a hell of a trip. And a real big thanx to my date for the weekend. Not only was she gorgeous and fun, but Jill was invaluable help to the wedding crew and they all were so appreciative the I roll with such great people. I met some new people and made new friends.
And I woke up Sunday morning on the 54th floor with a beautiful view of the strip on my right and even more beautiful blond on my left.
So, the details, in so much as I can remember or feel should be shared: Decided to hop out to Vegas on UPS plane with one of the other guests. Ed and I got to the hotel about 5 AM. Unfortunately they weren't allowing such early check-ins. SO we walked the strip. There's something about Vegas that brings out the inner outrageousness in people, maybe it's that nothing seems out of place. At 6 AM we passed groups of people coming in from their night out, few very pregnant women in little-ish black dresses (seriously, you go to Vegas 7 or 8 months pregnant???), and people expunging themselves (either pissing themselves or vomiting). Ahhh Vegas... So classy. And where else can you be chilling and see a Michael Jackson imitator just stop in front of a bad and moonwalk by, right past Elvis who has a Mike Tyson voice selling grand canyon tours?
After the walk and a few drinks, the sun was high enough to make the pool seem like a good idea. Well, mostly the idea of laying down somewhere sounded like a good idea (still unable to get in a room at 9). SO, we went out by the pool where I promptly attempted to nap (I've been awake for over 24 hours by now... that how we start the trip). Wasn't easy but exhaustion helped. Finally got into a room about 1. Ed upgraded to a nicer room with a view of the Bellagio fountains. It was really nice, and the Flamingo seems to really be embracing the 60's retro design and pink color palette. For the price though, it's pretty nice and the pool is a party.
IN all fairness, it being a holiday weekend everywhere was a party. That evening I was picked up by the hot girl. She took me out to dinner at a Brazilian place and then a Cirque show. The dinner was all about meat. Unlimited amounts of turkey, lamb, steak, beef, bacon wrapped chicken... and more. The servers just come around with a piece of meat on a sword and slice you off some. Greatest dinning idea ever! After that we rolled over to MGM for KA. My first Cirque De Soleil experience. Now, they have the bar there and I thought a vodka and sprite would be a good idea. SO, the bartender asked if I wanted a small (and held up a standard small plastic cup) or a large. Well, go big or go home right?? SO I got the large. I didn't realize large meant the 32 Oz. big gulp size a la the 7-11. And even better, while he poured the vodka in we had an entire conversation... "So, ever seen KA before?" "Are you enjoying Vegas?" "Enjoy the show and check out the others" "Four score and 7 years ago our forefathers brought forth on this great..." Yes, he seriously poured that much vodka in. After adding a moderate amount of sprite and charging the $20 (not a bad deal considering) he informed me I could get a refill for $10.
So, the KA show. Amazing! They are swinging all around, some comedy thrown in, arrows shooting, sword fighting on a stage that raises, lowers, spins, and rotates from completely horizontal to completely vertical. And, the guy who gets the girl at the end wears a bedazzled body suit and sparkling thong... only in Vegas. Afterwards, we left to go meet up with the group at O'Shea's casino. I thought about getting the $10 refill but realized after the 2 hour show I still had a third of my original drink left.
SO, after more than a few at O'shea's ($2 beers are a treasure find on the strip) we went over to Margaritaville for some food and music. Hilarity ensued... we'll leave it at that. Jill and I went out for a night cap at Hard Rock. And that when I noticed a new trend in Vegas (well, new to me). They're dressing certain dealers in, um distracting, clothing. I mean, how can I be expected to count cards if there's nothing bu barely covered breasts on the other side of the table. I'm sure this is just a coincidence and the casinos' had in no way planned such things.
I finally hit the wall about 4 AM. I think I did well, 32 hours with a 3 hour nap.. mostly by the pool with thumping bass and lots of distractions.
The next morning It was time to move to my room. I hadn't originally planned to be out Thursday, and worked out well that Ed had space before the others arrived. SO about 10 or so I was up and headed to Aria. This is where Jamie became a rockstar, well I've always bee one but some one finally recognized my VIP status.
For my adult life, I've always stayed super cheap on or near the strip. $30 at Circus, $19 at hooters, that sort of thing. This time, sine the bride and groom had bought a package for Aria, I decided to splurge and stay there. Aria is the casino/hotel part of the newest mega resort on the strip, City Center. It's literally a city in itself. I had originally planned to get a strip view room, but the price to upgrade to a mountain view (ie desert) was so close I went for it. Since Nate and Angela had brought a few customers in, the Aria agreed to upgrade us if there was availability. So, I checked in, was was given a key and told to head up to room 54114. That's the 54th floor.. the top one. Once up there, I found the door marked 114... and it wouldn't open for me. The maid comes out and informs me this room was occupied. I showed her my info and she said that can't be right. When I told her I was in a corner suite, she told me there's two on this floor and asked if I was the VIP?? (I know now to always answer yes, or even reply "Don't you recognize me?" and act indignant and demand an upgrade). Turns out she had just finished making up a room for a VIP and walked me over to the door (144). Click, the door unlocked with my key, and I was not let down. See the pictures, but the room impressed the local girl, and she's not easily impressed. I know where I'm going to plan to stay in the future. There are pictures on the my Facebook, since words can't describe how awesome the room was.
Even the elevator knew you were hot if you're on the 54th floor. The rest of the floors, you get a very mechanical number, but on 54 for... "she" gets a a seductive tone, and lustily announces she's "Going down" next. And I'm not even joking!
So, the suite became known as "Studio 54" and was stocked by everyone with beer and liquor. That night we had a few and then headed out for some more fun on the strip. We ended up dancing and partying in a few places. A few of us were left back at Studio 54 for sunrise and drinks. a little after 5 AM, back to bed.
Up again about 10 AM, some more pool time. Ok, let me say this about Vegas this weekend, the amount of really beautiful women out there is incredible. I mean, DAMN! And many of them start "ho'ing" it up before noon. And then there's the classy ones (I lucked out and spent a lot of time with one of the classy ones in particular).
I had for the first time something I've been wanting to do for a while, a professional shave with a straight razor. This one came complete with a face massage, hot towel wraps, and other stuff thetas good for my skin. I was kind of nervous at first, who wouldn't be when a stranger has a straight razor in close proximity to your jugular? But it was quite nice and relaxing, with Sinatra playing on the speakers and ESPN on a flat screen above the chair... rockstar! And damn, my face hasn't been that smooth in 20 years. This might be something I have to do more often.
SO off to the wedding we went. Quick and painless (well, except maybe for Nate :-)) and then back to Studio 54 for drinks. At 8:30 the bus showed. A bus with a stripper pole. Damn!!! We cruised around Vegas... strip, old town, the whole bit. Since we didn't have a plan there was some confusion about where to go.. but we managed to have a hell of a time. Dancing (some one bearing a striking resemblance to me may have been giving lap dances.. yes giving), cocktails (we actually had to stop and buy more alcohol than the 4 or 5 bottles of liquor and case of beer we brought with us). And of course cheeseburgers! Only in Vegas does tipping the McDonalds guy seem like the thing to do (or it's a sign I need to leave soon). That's about all I can do for description of the bus ride, see the pictures for a better idea.
The next day the dream had to end. Time to go home. I've come away with great memories, some new pals, and more respect than ever for a girl I've known for 12 years and seen mature (well, sort of) into a hell of an adult. After all the anticipation of the weekend I was afraid it might not go of as well or be as amazing as I was building it up to be. I was wrong. I think everyone had a great time. And I even won gambling (not much, but it's better than losing).
I've also come back with the realization I need to stop whining so much. I got it damn good. I mean, I'm working on being the permanent VIP status and high roller who cleans out casinos at the craps table, it's a goal. And thanx to my personal shoppers (Grace and J on Monday and Jill on Friday) I looked good.
So, when are we going again??
First off, big thanx to Nate and Angela for inviting me out and arranging a hell of a trip. And a real big thanx to my date for the weekend. Not only was she gorgeous and fun, but Jill was invaluable help to the wedding crew and they all were so appreciative the I roll with such great people. I met some new people and made new friends.
And I woke up Sunday morning on the 54th floor with a beautiful view of the strip on my right and even more beautiful blond on my left.
So, the details, in so much as I can remember or feel should be shared: Decided to hop out to Vegas on UPS plane with one of the other guests. Ed and I got to the hotel about 5 AM. Unfortunately they weren't allowing such early check-ins. SO we walked the strip. There's something about Vegas that brings out the inner outrageousness in people, maybe it's that nothing seems out of place. At 6 AM we passed groups of people coming in from their night out, few very pregnant women in little-ish black dresses (seriously, you go to Vegas 7 or 8 months pregnant???), and people expunging themselves (either pissing themselves or vomiting). Ahhh Vegas... So classy. And where else can you be chilling and see a Michael Jackson imitator just stop in front of a bad and moonwalk by, right past Elvis who has a Mike Tyson voice selling grand canyon tours?
After the walk and a few drinks, the sun was high enough to make the pool seem like a good idea. Well, mostly the idea of laying down somewhere sounded like a good idea (still unable to get in a room at 9). SO, we went out by the pool where I promptly attempted to nap (I've been awake for over 24 hours by now... that how we start the trip). Wasn't easy but exhaustion helped. Finally got into a room about 1. Ed upgraded to a nicer room with a view of the Bellagio fountains. It was really nice, and the Flamingo seems to really be embracing the 60's retro design and pink color palette. For the price though, it's pretty nice and the pool is a party.
IN all fairness, it being a holiday weekend everywhere was a party. That evening I was picked up by the hot girl. She took me out to dinner at a Brazilian place and then a Cirque show. The dinner was all about meat. Unlimited amounts of turkey, lamb, steak, beef, bacon wrapped chicken... and more. The servers just come around with a piece of meat on a sword and slice you off some. Greatest dinning idea ever! After that we rolled over to MGM for KA. My first Cirque De Soleil experience. Now, they have the bar there and I thought a vodka and sprite would be a good idea. SO, the bartender asked if I wanted a small (and held up a standard small plastic cup) or a large. Well, go big or go home right?? SO I got the large. I didn't realize large meant the 32 Oz. big gulp size a la the 7-11. And even better, while he poured the vodka in we had an entire conversation... "So, ever seen KA before?" "Are you enjoying Vegas?" "Enjoy the show and check out the others" "Four score and 7 years ago our forefathers brought forth on this great..." Yes, he seriously poured that much vodka in. After adding a moderate amount of sprite and charging the $20 (not a bad deal considering) he informed me I could get a refill for $10.
So, the KA show. Amazing! They are swinging all around, some comedy thrown in, arrows shooting, sword fighting on a stage that raises, lowers, spins, and rotates from completely horizontal to completely vertical. And, the guy who gets the girl at the end wears a bedazzled body suit and sparkling thong... only in Vegas. Afterwards, we left to go meet up with the group at O'Shea's casino. I thought about getting the $10 refill but realized after the 2 hour show I still had a third of my original drink left.
SO, after more than a few at O'shea's ($2 beers are a treasure find on the strip) we went over to Margaritaville for some food and music. Hilarity ensued... we'll leave it at that. Jill and I went out for a night cap at Hard Rock. And that when I noticed a new trend in Vegas (well, new to me). They're dressing certain dealers in, um distracting, clothing. I mean, how can I be expected to count cards if there's nothing bu barely covered breasts on the other side of the table. I'm sure this is just a coincidence and the casinos' had in no way planned such things.
I finally hit the wall about 4 AM. I think I did well, 32 hours with a 3 hour nap.. mostly by the pool with thumping bass and lots of distractions.
The next morning It was time to move to my room. I hadn't originally planned to be out Thursday, and worked out well that Ed had space before the others arrived. SO about 10 or so I was up and headed to Aria. This is where Jamie became a rockstar, well I've always bee one but some one finally recognized my VIP status.
For my adult life, I've always stayed super cheap on or near the strip. $30 at Circus, $19 at hooters, that sort of thing. This time, sine the bride and groom had bought a package for Aria, I decided to splurge and stay there. Aria is the casino/hotel part of the newest mega resort on the strip, City Center. It's literally a city in itself. I had originally planned to get a strip view room, but the price to upgrade to a mountain view (ie desert) was so close I went for it. Since Nate and Angela had brought a few customers in, the Aria agreed to upgrade us if there was availability. So, I checked in, was was given a key and told to head up to room 54114. That's the 54th floor.. the top one. Once up there, I found the door marked 114... and it wouldn't open for me. The maid comes out and informs me this room was occupied. I showed her my info and she said that can't be right. When I told her I was in a corner suite, she told me there's two on this floor and asked if I was the VIP?? (I know now to always answer yes, or even reply "Don't you recognize me?" and act indignant and demand an upgrade). Turns out she had just finished making up a room for a VIP and walked me over to the door (144). Click, the door unlocked with my key, and I was not let down. See the pictures, but the room impressed the local girl, and she's not easily impressed. I know where I'm going to plan to stay in the future. There are pictures on the my Facebook, since words can't describe how awesome the room was.
Even the elevator knew you were hot if you're on the 54th floor. The rest of the floors, you get a very mechanical number, but on 54 for... "she" gets a a seductive tone, and lustily announces she's "Going down" next. And I'm not even joking!
So, the suite became known as "Studio 54" and was stocked by everyone with beer and liquor. That night we had a few and then headed out for some more fun on the strip. We ended up dancing and partying in a few places. A few of us were left back at Studio 54 for sunrise and drinks. a little after 5 AM, back to bed.
Up again about 10 AM, some more pool time. Ok, let me say this about Vegas this weekend, the amount of really beautiful women out there is incredible. I mean, DAMN! And many of them start "ho'ing" it up before noon. And then there's the classy ones (I lucked out and spent a lot of time with one of the classy ones in particular).
I had for the first time something I've been wanting to do for a while, a professional shave with a straight razor. This one came complete with a face massage, hot towel wraps, and other stuff thetas good for my skin. I was kind of nervous at first, who wouldn't be when a stranger has a straight razor in close proximity to your jugular? But it was quite nice and relaxing, with Sinatra playing on the speakers and ESPN on a flat screen above the chair... rockstar! And damn, my face hasn't been that smooth in 20 years. This might be something I have to do more often.
SO off to the wedding we went. Quick and painless (well, except maybe for Nate :-)) and then back to Studio 54 for drinks. At 8:30 the bus showed. A bus with a stripper pole. Damn!!! We cruised around Vegas... strip, old town, the whole bit. Since we didn't have a plan there was some confusion about where to go.. but we managed to have a hell of a time. Dancing (some one bearing a striking resemblance to me may have been giving lap dances.. yes giving), cocktails (we actually had to stop and buy more alcohol than the 4 or 5 bottles of liquor and case of beer we brought with us). And of course cheeseburgers! Only in Vegas does tipping the McDonalds guy seem like the thing to do (or it's a sign I need to leave soon). That's about all I can do for description of the bus ride, see the pictures for a better idea.
The next day the dream had to end. Time to go home. I've come away with great memories, some new pals, and more respect than ever for a girl I've known for 12 years and seen mature (well, sort of) into a hell of an adult. After all the anticipation of the weekend I was afraid it might not go of as well or be as amazing as I was building it up to be. I was wrong. I think everyone had a great time. And I even won gambling (not much, but it's better than losing).
I've also come back with the realization I need to stop whining so much. I got it damn good. I mean, I'm working on being the permanent VIP status and high roller who cleans out casinos at the craps table, it's a goal. And thanx to my personal shoppers (Grace and J on Monday and Jill on Friday) I looked good.
So, when are we going again??
Friday, May 14, 2010
The un-American should really stop complaining, He oughta take a trip to Disney, Get his head on right
I wonder if one can track the "coolness" of a neighborhood by the types of electronics that are used most in the local coffee shop? Or, as the sign above the door says, "microroastery and espresso bar". This is not my normal one, I went 2 blocks the other way this time. But, I'm the only Mac user in here at the moment. There are six visible laptops, and all are PC except mine. Of course, I'm not sure if I should count the older gentleman (with the long, full beard and matching hair) who has his laptop hooked up to display the x-box 360 output that he also brought with him. Occasionally he jolts up or leans to the side with controller in hand.
I suppose (or hope) he's playing in a multiplayer game online, otherwise he's just talking to himself though the headphones/mic.
At any rate being the only Mac user makes me way cooler than the rest of the people here. The other "microroastery and espresso bar" I frequent, has the inverse proportion usually. So 2 blocks is way more hipper than 3 blocks south. Too bad this one has more power outlets.
I usually don't take requests for blog subjects, I think mainly because no one ever has made a request or even a suggestion. But I have one this time, and it's a subject that has been annoying me for a while... Credit Cards.
Yes, in the true new American way, we are no longer constrained by our income in quest to obtain the material things we, as a people, are convinced we want. No, we need! Because, if we don't spend, the economy will tank, people will be out of work, babies will starve, the terrorists will win, and cats and dogs will be forced to live together.
I'm probably one of the guiltiest among us. I've been working on paying off my 20's. It looks like that was a hell of a party judging from the bills. And I had a lot of fun. I wish I had been more responsible. I was amazingly responsible for the early years, but the later changing jobs, moving, taking pay cuts years really did me in. SO I pay for it now.
But, how should you go about repairing this situation? If you pay off the cards, the banks cut your credit rating (apparently I've been told it's bad for you to not carry a balance, as long as it's small???). Then they cut down you limits at random, so if you NEED to make a big purchase you can't. But wait, if you carry a high balance, they raise your limit so you can buy more?? It also raises your credit score so you can be given even more rope to hang yourself with!
Then, as happened to me recently, they come out and say "we've re-analyzed your financial status and decided to close your account effective...". That doesn't bother me so much since I don't use that one so much, but have been working on paying it down. What get's me a little angry is the same bank (who we'll call Big CitiBanker to protect their identity) sends a "You've been pre-approved for a Visa" letter. Only, the interest rate is a little higher. So, you closed my account (that's never been late or in collection in 15 years) and offer me a new one with a higher rate.
Assholes!
But I suppose we have to be in debt as a society. If not, if you didn't have a house payment, a car payment, 3 Visa's, an AmEx, A Sears card, a gas card, and a Victoria's Secret card with a balance on it, why would you get up and go to work? Why would you suffer the torture of a crap job that pays you decently so you can charge the new fridge or take that trip to Disney?? Because, if you don't buy a new car or a take the trip to see the mouse, we won't be able to keep some one else in a barely-paying-enough-to-keep-their-head-above-the-debt level job. And more importantly, we won't have the money to pay millions for CEO's and to government officials to keep it going.
That may be a bit extreme, almost marxist maybe, of a view. And in reality, I think even if I was way out of debt and living financially secure, I'd probably still have a job. You can't lounge around all day, every day (I've tried). But the job would be more like hobby, when it got old I'd find something new to do. But as it stands, most of America works as indentured servants.
I should ask Congress for a bail-out. I wonder how much i would take to set everyone in the country to a $0 balance on their credit cards (not cars or houses, just cards)? I have a feeling we've already given that much away to banks.
Just a thought. I'm still pondering going out and buying a new MacBook Pro and/or iPad... on credit of course :-)
Now for lighter fare. I have the day off unexpectedly. The short story for the non-brownie types, a "manager" (and i use that term loosely) wanted to work the desk I was assigned in an attempt to remain proficient. So, I think I'm off to spend some time in a bookstore and then chill for the day. I'm working on saving some cash for a Sin City expedition. I've officially been cleared for Thursday night off and made arrangements to have a place to crash (thanx to a coworker). ANd I got this hottie that's going to donate some time. It's gonna be a great weekend! I just got to get through the next couple weeks.
And now, I'm going to start working and budgeting for a trip in July, I'm thinking maybe Roma and then a ferry trip to Tunis. Or maybe Southern Spain and ferry trip to Morocco. That's a reason for some of the book store trips, otherwise (Christine) I pick up random books and read them. I'm not really reading anything specific right now.
Till next time.
I suppose (or hope) he's playing in a multiplayer game online, otherwise he's just talking to himself though the headphones/mic.
At any rate being the only Mac user makes me way cooler than the rest of the people here. The other "microroastery and espresso bar" I frequent, has the inverse proportion usually. So 2 blocks is way more hipper than 3 blocks south. Too bad this one has more power outlets.
I usually don't take requests for blog subjects, I think mainly because no one ever has made a request or even a suggestion. But I have one this time, and it's a subject that has been annoying me for a while... Credit Cards.
Yes, in the true new American way, we are no longer constrained by our income in quest to obtain the material things we, as a people, are convinced we want. No, we need! Because, if we don't spend, the economy will tank, people will be out of work, babies will starve, the terrorists will win, and cats and dogs will be forced to live together.
I'm probably one of the guiltiest among us. I've been working on paying off my 20's. It looks like that was a hell of a party judging from the bills. And I had a lot of fun. I wish I had been more responsible. I was amazingly responsible for the early years, but the later changing jobs, moving, taking pay cuts years really did me in. SO I pay for it now.
But, how should you go about repairing this situation? If you pay off the cards, the banks cut your credit rating (apparently I've been told it's bad for you to not carry a balance, as long as it's small???). Then they cut down you limits at random, so if you NEED to make a big purchase you can't. But wait, if you carry a high balance, they raise your limit so you can buy more?? It also raises your credit score so you can be given even more rope to hang yourself with!
Then, as happened to me recently, they come out and say "we've re-analyzed your financial status and decided to close your account effective...". That doesn't bother me so much since I don't use that one so much, but have been working on paying it down. What get's me a little angry is the same bank (who we'll call Big CitiBanker to protect their identity) sends a "You've been pre-approved for a Visa" letter. Only, the interest rate is a little higher. So, you closed my account (that's never been late or in collection in 15 years) and offer me a new one with a higher rate.
Assholes!
But I suppose we have to be in debt as a society. If not, if you didn't have a house payment, a car payment, 3 Visa's, an AmEx, A Sears card, a gas card, and a Victoria's Secret card with a balance on it, why would you get up and go to work? Why would you suffer the torture of a crap job that pays you decently so you can charge the new fridge or take that trip to Disney?? Because, if you don't buy a new car or a take the trip to see the mouse, we won't be able to keep some one else in a barely-paying-enough-to-keep-their-head-above-the-debt level job. And more importantly, we won't have the money to pay millions for CEO's and to government officials to keep it going.
That may be a bit extreme, almost marxist maybe, of a view. And in reality, I think even if I was way out of debt and living financially secure, I'd probably still have a job. You can't lounge around all day, every day (I've tried). But the job would be more like hobby, when it got old I'd find something new to do. But as it stands, most of America works as indentured servants.
I should ask Congress for a bail-out. I wonder how much i would take to set everyone in the country to a $0 balance on their credit cards (not cars or houses, just cards)? I have a feeling we've already given that much away to banks.
Just a thought. I'm still pondering going out and buying a new MacBook Pro and/or iPad... on credit of course :-)
Now for lighter fare. I have the day off unexpectedly. The short story for the non-brownie types, a "manager" (and i use that term loosely) wanted to work the desk I was assigned in an attempt to remain proficient. So, I think I'm off to spend some time in a bookstore and then chill for the day. I'm working on saving some cash for a Sin City expedition. I've officially been cleared for Thursday night off and made arrangements to have a place to crash (thanx to a coworker). ANd I got this hottie that's going to donate some time. It's gonna be a great weekend! I just got to get through the next couple weeks.
And now, I'm going to start working and budgeting for a trip in July, I'm thinking maybe Roma and then a ferry trip to Tunis. Or maybe Southern Spain and ferry trip to Morocco. That's a reason for some of the book store trips, otherwise (Christine) I pick up random books and read them. I'm not really reading anything specific right now.
Till next time.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Changes in atttudes.
Looks like I have some free time and a wireless network to hop on, so why not pontificate on the randomness of the past week or so. Besides, it'll be another hour until my car is finished.
I made it back from Atlanta, mostly intact. It was a good time, and a bit pricey for fee housing and having my own car. I don't mind though, I got to spend a little time with just about everyone I wanted too. And having the full week to do it alleviated the usual rushed feeling. I also took a great deal of useful life span off my liver I think. I appreciate so much TanJoe allowing me to inhabit there house for the week. I don't think the cats cared much for having me around and hoped to have the place to themselves (maybe had a plan to invite their cat friends over for a wild party??).
(Note: Car service done, relocated to B&N to finish... train of thought interrupted)
The week in Atlanta finished up on several high notes. I spent the day Friday with Grace and played the part of "gay boyfriend". We spent the day doing "cultured" things; a walk from her apartment to the High Museum for the Allure of the Automobile exhibit. Those are some beautiful and... well, sexy cars. And it's not just the curves and visual design cues (which were obviously designed to evoke an emotional response)m but the power and mechanical craftsmanship required to put together a car by hand. No assembly lines for these beauties. I only wish I could have been around to see them cruise down Peachtree.
After admiring the cars, and a few other exhibits, we strolled over to Atlantic Station where I picked up a little something for Charity's birthday (and subsequently toted a pink bag around the rest of the afternoon) and watched Grace do some window and shoe shopping. We finished the afternoon of culture with a glass of wine at the Grape. The weather was great and the day just reinforced how much I do miss living there. It's not just the city and the ability to do such fun things almost any day (except apparently Mondays when the High is closed), but the good friends I have there.
That night we helped Charity celebrate her birthday at Loca Luna. There were tasty tapas consumed, vodka imbibed, salsa dancing, and some behaviour that really pushed the limits of the socially acceptable. SO it was a great time. I hope Charity enjoyed the soiree and, more importantly, wish her luck on her future endeavors. I think she'll have a lot of fun if she really embraces the sky muffin lifestyle.
Unfortunately, Saturday reminded me that sometimes there are consequences for fun and outlandish behaviour. I wasn't hungover so much as my old friend, pollen, showed up to kick my ass. Scratchy throat: check. Watery, puffy eyes: check. Congested sinuses: check. Mouth breather: yup!
But I was still able to spend some quality time with Jersey and catch some Brave's baseball on the big screen followed by the the derby. We were shortly joined by the lovely Genevieve before disbanding. I had to make a quick (ha!) trip to see Darci. And I wish I could have been more fun, but I was still feeling like a giant allergy with legs.
I returned the TanJoe manor to the custody of the owners and headed out Monday. And back to Louisville I came. It's kind of weird that I was happy to be back home, but I only wished the home was somewhere else. Work has taken an aggravating turn over the past week and I'm not really up for dealing with it. It's so hard to work for people who I don't believe would support you in a disagreement... even if you were correct. It's quite sad and a new thing for me. Some may say it's a sign of working for the large corporate giant, but the last large corporate giant wasn't nearly to the level of the current one. And it's the same industry.
Maybe I'll go be a sky muffin with Charity. I did miss an opportunity for a phone interview with an airline in the Middle East. The times were not conducive to me being sober and lucid. Plus I didn't get the email until too late. Next time. I'm still torn on whether I want to leave this world behind and take the big plunge to work on the far side of the planet. That's a big jump with no friends. But I keep looking. Too bad it's not Australia.
I was able to cruise up to Cincinnati Saturday to hang out with a layovered JoHnathan. The plan to go to the Reds/Cubbies game floundered when the weather took a nasty/cold turn. We're not nearly big enough fans to endure cold (without proper gear) for either of those teams. So instead we took in Iron Man 2 and imitation German beer wenches. I may have to make a return trip to Cincy one day, I kind of dug the little entertainment area and the Hofbrauhaus was really nifty. The scenery wasn't bad, and there was like oompah music (and oompah covers of your favorites). I did feel a little old given the number of people celebrating their 21st birthdays.
That brings me back to where I am right now. Having issues connecting to the free B&N wireless. Back to work tomorrow. And day shifts all week, like having a "normal" job. I'm not sure if I'm a fan or not. No, I'm sure.. I'm not a fan of this job and I'm on the look out for potential opportunities... maybe I'll go to that truck driving school down the road.
Coming up soon is a trip to Vegas. I'm sooo looking forward to the weekend. I'm going to be doing my best "baller" impression. For now, books are calling me to read them. Later.
I made it back from Atlanta, mostly intact. It was a good time, and a bit pricey for fee housing and having my own car. I don't mind though, I got to spend a little time with just about everyone I wanted too. And having the full week to do it alleviated the usual rushed feeling. I also took a great deal of useful life span off my liver I think. I appreciate so much TanJoe allowing me to inhabit there house for the week. I don't think the cats cared much for having me around and hoped to have the place to themselves (maybe had a plan to invite their cat friends over for a wild party??).
(Note: Car service done, relocated to B&N to finish... train of thought interrupted)
The week in Atlanta finished up on several high notes. I spent the day Friday with Grace and played the part of "gay boyfriend". We spent the day doing "cultured" things; a walk from her apartment to the High Museum for the Allure of the Automobile exhibit. Those are some beautiful and... well, sexy cars. And it's not just the curves and visual design cues (which were obviously designed to evoke an emotional response)m but the power and mechanical craftsmanship required to put together a car by hand. No assembly lines for these beauties. I only wish I could have been around to see them cruise down Peachtree.
After admiring the cars, and a few other exhibits, we strolled over to Atlantic Station where I picked up a little something for Charity's birthday (and subsequently toted a pink bag around the rest of the afternoon) and watched Grace do some window and shoe shopping. We finished the afternoon of culture with a glass of wine at the Grape. The weather was great and the day just reinforced how much I do miss living there. It's not just the city and the ability to do such fun things almost any day (except apparently Mondays when the High is closed), but the good friends I have there.
That night we helped Charity celebrate her birthday at Loca Luna. There were tasty tapas consumed, vodka imbibed, salsa dancing, and some behaviour that really pushed the limits of the socially acceptable. SO it was a great time. I hope Charity enjoyed the soiree and, more importantly, wish her luck on her future endeavors. I think she'll have a lot of fun if she really embraces the sky muffin lifestyle.
Unfortunately, Saturday reminded me that sometimes there are consequences for fun and outlandish behaviour. I wasn't hungover so much as my old friend, pollen, showed up to kick my ass. Scratchy throat: check. Watery, puffy eyes: check. Congested sinuses: check. Mouth breather: yup!
But I was still able to spend some quality time with Jersey and catch some Brave's baseball on the big screen followed by the the derby. We were shortly joined by the lovely Genevieve before disbanding. I had to make a quick (ha!) trip to see Darci. And I wish I could have been more fun, but I was still feeling like a giant allergy with legs.
I returned the TanJoe manor to the custody of the owners and headed out Monday. And back to Louisville I came. It's kind of weird that I was happy to be back home, but I only wished the home was somewhere else. Work has taken an aggravating turn over the past week and I'm not really up for dealing with it. It's so hard to work for people who I don't believe would support you in a disagreement... even if you were correct. It's quite sad and a new thing for me. Some may say it's a sign of working for the large corporate giant, but the last large corporate giant wasn't nearly to the level of the current one. And it's the same industry.
Maybe I'll go be a sky muffin with Charity. I did miss an opportunity for a phone interview with an airline in the Middle East. The times were not conducive to me being sober and lucid. Plus I didn't get the email until too late. Next time. I'm still torn on whether I want to leave this world behind and take the big plunge to work on the far side of the planet. That's a big jump with no friends. But I keep looking. Too bad it's not Australia.
I was able to cruise up to Cincinnati Saturday to hang out with a layovered JoHnathan. The plan to go to the Reds/Cubbies game floundered when the weather took a nasty/cold turn. We're not nearly big enough fans to endure cold (without proper gear) for either of those teams. So instead we took in Iron Man 2 and imitation German beer wenches. I may have to make a return trip to Cincy one day, I kind of dug the little entertainment area and the Hofbrauhaus was really nifty. The scenery wasn't bad, and there was like oompah music (and oompah covers of your favorites). I did feel a little old given the number of people celebrating their 21st birthdays.
That brings me back to where I am right now. Having issues connecting to the free B&N wireless. Back to work tomorrow. And day shifts all week, like having a "normal" job. I'm not sure if I'm a fan or not. No, I'm sure.. I'm not a fan of this job and I'm on the look out for potential opportunities... maybe I'll go to that truck driving school down the road.
Coming up soon is a trip to Vegas. I'm sooo looking forward to the weekend. I'm going to be doing my best "baller" impression. For now, books are calling me to read them. Later.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
There's a party at the end of the world...
I started writing this earlier, but decided to scrap the whole thing as it was coming out to be a "what i had for lunch" blog. And while I know everyone wants to know my day to day movements, I was getting bored writing it. And I only made it to the second paragraph.
Once again, the brilliant flashes of creativity for writing have come and gone while I'm not in front of the computer. Of course, I can;t recall any of the ideas that were destined for literary greatness. So, I'll try and ramble through and see if I can get any of this to be coherent and interesting.
I'm on vacation again. For various reasons, the original plans have changed and I'm spending the week housesitting at the stately TanJoe manor on the outskirts of New Nan. I do like having the whole week here, since I'm not feeling rushed to see friends and family. There's of course the schedule issues of fitting into everyone's schedules.
At the moment I'm looking forward to sleeping. I'm also wondering why the cats feel the need to run round chasing nothing. I suppose if you spend the day laying around at some point you just need to run. Me personally, I don't feel that way.
S, I currently have an offer for a phone interview for Qatar Airways in Doha. If they didn't want to do them at the most inconvenient times ever I would have already done it. But I thought doing the interview while drunk (after last nights Jimmy Buffett concert) or early this morning and hungover (same reason) wouldn't be putting my best foot forward. That and at the moment I can't say I'm really into moving to the middle east. Lately I've really been enjoying these little trips around to see friends and family, and with more in planning the idea of being 20 hours away by plane sounds less than appealing.
Oh and they don't pay as well as they used to, even tax free.
Otherwise, things seem to be going same same. I'm looking forward tot he weekend and hopefully taking in a Braves games, seeing some hot cars, and celebrating a birthday (not mine).
I had hoped to get my bike all super shiny today, but due to a problem with the people who were going to do the detailing, I was left washing her myself. While I did get a year of dust and crap off most the bike, there needs to be some serious polish and TLC put into her. I didn't have the supplies to do that today (not having planned on it). I did gt to put some miles under my wheels, which helps my mental well being. The biggest issue I have now is to decide on a parking situation. DO I want to move her to Louisville? If so, where can I park her not having a garage. And the situation now is not really working since Mom relocated to just south of civilization. Since I tend to stay either in the New Nan area or in downtown, the hour plus drive to mom's to get the bike is just not acceptable.
But before I make that decision, I've got some big planning to do. First off there's the random trips to see everype I've been promising to visit for months. Then there Vegas in May! I'm looking forward to that, and for the first time I've decided to stay "upscale"... meaning not the $19/night room at the Hooters hotel. Maybe rolling into town like a baller will staying in a suite can bring me some luck and I'll com back loaded.
One can dream right? Plus I've already got a hottie committed to spend some time with me :-). ANd that makes me happy.
And then, a week in July that may require me to leave the country again. I'm looking at maybe dashing of to Europe and jumping a ferry across the Med. And then, in March I have a month to play with. I'm looking at a long trip, either to Southern Africa or South America. That one makes me excited, either a safari through Namibia or a jaunt to Easter island and on down to Ushuaia, and maybe if I can find a reasonably priced trip to Antartica.
Hrrrmm, maybe I'll be able to have all 7 continents by this time next year :-)
Again, I can dream.
I'm off to watch some fake news, and then sleep.
Once again, the brilliant flashes of creativity for writing have come and gone while I'm not in front of the computer. Of course, I can;t recall any of the ideas that were destined for literary greatness. So, I'll try and ramble through and see if I can get any of this to be coherent and interesting.
I'm on vacation again. For various reasons, the original plans have changed and I'm spending the week housesitting at the stately TanJoe manor on the outskirts of New Nan. I do like having the whole week here, since I'm not feeling rushed to see friends and family. There's of course the schedule issues of fitting into everyone's schedules.
At the moment I'm looking forward to sleeping. I'm also wondering why the cats feel the need to run round chasing nothing. I suppose if you spend the day laying around at some point you just need to run. Me personally, I don't feel that way.
S, I currently have an offer for a phone interview for Qatar Airways in Doha. If they didn't want to do them at the most inconvenient times ever I would have already done it. But I thought doing the interview while drunk (after last nights Jimmy Buffett concert) or early this morning and hungover (same reason) wouldn't be putting my best foot forward. That and at the moment I can't say I'm really into moving to the middle east. Lately I've really been enjoying these little trips around to see friends and family, and with more in planning the idea of being 20 hours away by plane sounds less than appealing.
Oh and they don't pay as well as they used to, even tax free.
Otherwise, things seem to be going same same. I'm looking forward tot he weekend and hopefully taking in a Braves games, seeing some hot cars, and celebrating a birthday (not mine).
I had hoped to get my bike all super shiny today, but due to a problem with the people who were going to do the detailing, I was left washing her myself. While I did get a year of dust and crap off most the bike, there needs to be some serious polish and TLC put into her. I didn't have the supplies to do that today (not having planned on it). I did gt to put some miles under my wheels, which helps my mental well being. The biggest issue I have now is to decide on a parking situation. DO I want to move her to Louisville? If so, where can I park her not having a garage. And the situation now is not really working since Mom relocated to just south of civilization. Since I tend to stay either in the New Nan area or in downtown, the hour plus drive to mom's to get the bike is just not acceptable.
But before I make that decision, I've got some big planning to do. First off there's the random trips to see everype I've been promising to visit for months. Then there Vegas in May! I'm looking forward to that, and for the first time I've decided to stay "upscale"... meaning not the $19/night room at the Hooters hotel. Maybe rolling into town like a baller will staying in a suite can bring me some luck and I'll com back loaded.
One can dream right? Plus I've already got a hottie committed to spend some time with me :-). ANd that makes me happy.
And then, a week in July that may require me to leave the country again. I'm looking at maybe dashing of to Europe and jumping a ferry across the Med. And then, in March I have a month to play with. I'm looking at a long trip, either to Southern Africa or South America. That one makes me excited, either a safari through Namibia or a jaunt to Easter island and on down to Ushuaia, and maybe if I can find a reasonably priced trip to Antartica.
Hrrrmm, maybe I'll be able to have all 7 continents by this time next year :-)
Again, I can dream.
I'm off to watch some fake news, and then sleep.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Back to the same old place, my sweet home Chicago
I think maybe the messiness of my apartment stifles my creativity. Hence whenever I write one of these I have to be in a different environment, generally a much cleaner one. But it gives me a good reason to walk the half mile or so to the coffee shop and really get outside and enjoy the weather. It's very nice right now.
So, let's see what's been happening. I'm back to being internationally qualified dispatcher for brown. A quick week of training, which was good to get me back to thinking in meters and recall how the Chinese can be real assholes if you don't do it exactly the way they want it. OH well. I went through my check out on Friday evening. I spent the next couple days up in Chicagoland.
Most the time I feel a bit disjointed from most my family, either by circumstances, geography, or my choice. But I've always had a great time with the Chicago side. They seem to be so down to earth and real fun folks, and that's been the same since the summer visits of my youth. Imagine growing up in rural Georgia where the nearest store was miles away. Then you're transplanted into a place where you can see some of the world's tallest skyscrapers out the window and you can walk to "31 Flavors" for ice cream, without adult supervision. I think that may be the start of my predilection for urban dwelling.
The inspiration for this visit was Aunt Barb's birthday party. I'm gonna go broadcast the age, since it's rude and she can pass for much younger. But it was a great gathering. I mean, live band, open bar, right on Lake Michigan... I told you they were real fun. And it was good to see the three K's who have grown up.
Of the 4 cousins that were in attendance, I'm the oldest by a few years. I always seem to remember them as kids. Again, since I'm a bit disjointed, it's hard to believe sometimes that they may have their own kids (who may have unbelievable reached a level of hyperness that I their father could only imagine... and he was pretty damn hyper), or have finished college, or even old enough to order alcohol. It seems like just yesterday they were the annoying little kids who followed me around wanting to play with my toys. So, having shots with them seems a bit odd. But I guess we've all gotten older. Still, some of my earliest memories come from Aunt Barb's and Uncle Don's wedding. I remember a lot of people dancing around a guy with an accordion and hiding behind pews in a big church. Oh, and a punch stained tuxedo (who puts a two year old in a white tux and thinks it won't get messy?). Such went my first performance as ring bearer.
There were some personal revelations that came out in general conversation that have been making me think "what if?" a lot. Having a five hour drive across Indiana (which FYI is just as scenic in the darkness of night as it is in the full light of day, except for the giant windmills) with nothing but me and my iPhone playing music gives me time to ponder such things.
I think unlike most people out there, many decisions by others in my youth made a huge impact on my life today. I think I turned out pretty good, and I'm glad I grew up with a wonderful supportive family. But still, what if I was raised in Chicago?? Or Vegas?? Or who knows where... all were potentials. Interesting to me. Though I think I did well being a southerner... if apparently I wasn't born there. Again, none of this matters of effects the person I am today, but it's on my mind a little.
So, a big thanx to Kristin and her boyfriend for putting me, and for the Chicago Stephens' family for being great for my entire life. I hope to see them more often in the future, and since I learned that Chicago is a mere 5 hour drive away (not 8 like I thought) I may skip in more often.
In addition to the visit with the family, I also met a good friend in downtown for lunch. There's a phenomena that happens in the north when spring comes, everyone is outside. After spending months in darkness and bitter cold, throw out some sunshine and warmth and people come out in droves. And the city itself seems a lot nicer and cleaner than I remember from the past. Maybe I was just in different parts of town this time.
SO this week is in progress. I'm staying in Louisville in hopes maybe the mess in my apartment will straighten itself out. Or I'll break down and declutter my room. I'm working this weekend, off a couple days, the I have a week off at the end of the month (I'm sure this isn't helping the impression people have that I'm off work ALL the time). I'll be down in Georgia, probably staying at the TanJoe manor to keep the cats company for most the week. Maybe I should throw a party. Right now it's back to Louisville for Derby weekend, but that's still up in the air depending on if I'll have company. I need to find an easy way to post my work schedule online so people can see it, since it's different from month to month now. Any ideas??
I think that's it for now, i'm off to sit out in the sunshine and get some reading in. Later.
So, let's see what's been happening. I'm back to being internationally qualified dispatcher for brown. A quick week of training, which was good to get me back to thinking in meters and recall how the Chinese can be real assholes if you don't do it exactly the way they want it. OH well. I went through my check out on Friday evening. I spent the next couple days up in Chicagoland.
Most the time I feel a bit disjointed from most my family, either by circumstances, geography, or my choice. But I've always had a great time with the Chicago side. They seem to be so down to earth and real fun folks, and that's been the same since the summer visits of my youth. Imagine growing up in rural Georgia where the nearest store was miles away. Then you're transplanted into a place where you can see some of the world's tallest skyscrapers out the window and you can walk to "31 Flavors" for ice cream, without adult supervision. I think that may be the start of my predilection for urban dwelling.
The inspiration for this visit was Aunt Barb's birthday party. I'm gonna go broadcast the age, since it's rude and she can pass for much younger. But it was a great gathering. I mean, live band, open bar, right on Lake Michigan... I told you they were real fun. And it was good to see the three K's who have grown up.
Of the 4 cousins that were in attendance, I'm the oldest by a few years. I always seem to remember them as kids. Again, since I'm a bit disjointed, it's hard to believe sometimes that they may have their own kids (who may have unbelievable reached a level of hyperness that I their father could only imagine... and he was pretty damn hyper), or have finished college, or even old enough to order alcohol. It seems like just yesterday they were the annoying little kids who followed me around wanting to play with my toys. So, having shots with them seems a bit odd. But I guess we've all gotten older. Still, some of my earliest memories come from Aunt Barb's and Uncle Don's wedding. I remember a lot of people dancing around a guy with an accordion and hiding behind pews in a big church. Oh, and a punch stained tuxedo (who puts a two year old in a white tux and thinks it won't get messy?). Such went my first performance as ring bearer.
There were some personal revelations that came out in general conversation that have been making me think "what if?" a lot. Having a five hour drive across Indiana (which FYI is just as scenic in the darkness of night as it is in the full light of day, except for the giant windmills) with nothing but me and my iPhone playing music gives me time to ponder such things.
I think unlike most people out there, many decisions by others in my youth made a huge impact on my life today. I think I turned out pretty good, and I'm glad I grew up with a wonderful supportive family. But still, what if I was raised in Chicago?? Or Vegas?? Or who knows where... all were potentials. Interesting to me. Though I think I did well being a southerner... if apparently I wasn't born there. Again, none of this matters of effects the person I am today, but it's on my mind a little.
So, a big thanx to Kristin and her boyfriend for putting me, and for the Chicago Stephens' family for being great for my entire life. I hope to see them more often in the future, and since I learned that Chicago is a mere 5 hour drive away (not 8 like I thought) I may skip in more often.
In addition to the visit with the family, I also met a good friend in downtown for lunch. There's a phenomena that happens in the north when spring comes, everyone is outside. After spending months in darkness and bitter cold, throw out some sunshine and warmth and people come out in droves. And the city itself seems a lot nicer and cleaner than I remember from the past. Maybe I was just in different parts of town this time.
SO this week is in progress. I'm staying in Louisville in hopes maybe the mess in my apartment will straighten itself out. Or I'll break down and declutter my room. I'm working this weekend, off a couple days, the I have a week off at the end of the month (I'm sure this isn't helping the impression people have that I'm off work ALL the time). I'll be down in Georgia, probably staying at the TanJoe manor to keep the cats company for most the week. Maybe I should throw a party. Right now it's back to Louisville for Derby weekend, but that's still up in the air depending on if I'll have company. I need to find an easy way to post my work schedule online so people can see it, since it's different from month to month now. Any ideas??
I think that's it for now, i'm off to sit out in the sunshine and get some reading in. Later.
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