It's been a long time since I've managed to write something here. There have been several false starts which usually result in a firm press of the "delete" key. Nothing that was committed to the electronic paper seemed interesting to me, and since I'm writing it I probably should be at least mildly entertained. Or else there's no hope for anyone else. I was sitting back trying to figure out what I could pontificate about that wouldn't end up either pissing some one off or boring them to death. So politics are out. I can whine some more about my job, but it's hard to get that in since I have a well paying job. And again, it get's old. I could relay humorous anecdotes from my love life. Here goes:
OK that's done.
I could post remembrances of my fabulous summer activities. Except I seem to have nothing much but work all summer. MY normal wild and free travel life has been pretty much constrained to Atlanta, and that's been infrequent of late. Or I could relate some of my cool international trips... wait, I haven't really been anywhere outside the country since the last blog. So all in all, it's been a dull summer... for me. It's been all about average And I'm not much of a fan. There have been highlights to be sure. DCI at the Georgia Dome and the resulting reunion of old friends. Time spent with friends, both in Louisville and away. My adventure in taking a self-described "country mouse" out for a night in the "big citay". Very amusing indeed. But for the most part, the difference a year makes seems to be we all got a little more boring. That's life I suppose. The friends are back from Nam and settled into jobs and responsibilities and (worst of all) baby havin'. Others are just trying to make it through the week... seems we're drowning in the daily grind.
So this is what responsible adults do with their summers. I'm not a fan. I don't think I'm going to let this behaviour continue. So far September is booked full of activities. And it's going to be fun and exciting dammit! I may even get a new passport stamp (but not too many, I'm out of empty pages).
So that's a brief glimpse of what's been happening. I'm hoping to get more consistent in my musings. It's been suggested that on days of nothing new to recount excitement from the past, at least the excitement i can still remember and haven't blocked out. Or the statute of limitations has expired on. I also think some of those who used to write lot's of fun and interesting things get back on it.
Well I have to run to work and make some money to finance the coming fun times.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Step from the road to the sea to the sky
I've probably starting typing here a dozen times over the last few months. Yes, it's been a while since I rambled, pontificated, whinged, and otherwise enlightened the world with my brilliance. I keep coming back that either nothing wholy remarkable has happened or I've just put myself in a news void and tried not to pay attention to anything going around me, ostriche style if you will. Neither are really true.
The summer has found me doing a lot of shuttling about. Mostly home to Atlanta... well OK all of it home to Atlanta with a brief trip to Nashville to visit some recently relocated pals. And in between I've had guests about in the greater Kentuckiana area, first with Erika for Independence day (and the sweltering that comes with 105 degree heat mixed with a poorly insulated house... oh and a failed air conditioner). But we made the most of the situation by spending time in establishments seeking cool, refreshing air along with cool, refreshing drinks.
Shortly thereafter Grace and AXL (as I now refer to Alida.. it's easier to type and less letters than Parasite). She seems to be a fairly well behaved baby, as much as I know about babies. Her one earsplitting outburst was conveniently timed to coincide with a particularly quiet part of the wedding ceremony they were in town for. But it was nice to have guests, and motivation to clean my cluttered apartment.
I'm still searching about the Metro ATL for an abode to call my own. Seemingly fruitless endeavor that's getting old. A bit defeatest yes, but it seems that banks hate me. A well paid, fairly good credit history, non felonious person can't get ahead in this world. I personally feel I should get free money from them, since they got free money from me. But i'm still looking about. For some reason the idea of settling down and resigning myself to forever living here kind of makes me sad.
Though I'm wrestling with a bit of a setback with career progression. Let's just say that apparently some body hates me there, or I'm the worst interviewer ever. Maybe next time (if there is one) I'm coming in complete with my red Chuck Taylors and showing the interview panel my pimp hand. I think that would be fun at least :-).
In current events, there's this seemingly endless election going on, bringing out the worst in people. And there's the Olympics, bringing out the best. Lest focus on those.
I, for some reason, love the Olympics. People competing (mostly) for the thrill of winning, or just to show that they too can compete on a world stage, and not to get paid is a refreshing change. When not facing America, I tend to cheer for those underdogs from countries that most people can't find on a map. The countries that have a handful of people in the parade of nations. And, while they generally don't have a chance against the well trained, well financed programs of the first world nations, they're still out there giving it their all. That, to me, is the most commendable part of the games.
I also really enjoy learning the rules of sports I never considered being Olympic events (field hockey) or that the players took time off from their professional careers in sports I never considered would have a professional league (water polo... seriously?). Or that a pub full of people are cheering on a swimmer or runner or gymnast... when else does that happen? Conversely, we seem to be overly critical of the 16 year old that didn't stick the landing after to a quintuple somersault with a loopty-loop and a half twist or something after practicing for 14 years to get there... while we enjoy our beer and burgers and have a tough time climbing on to a barstool.
That being said, go team USA!!! We're gonna win the Olympics!!
Other notable summer events, the quasi reunion of former Southwinders in ATL last weekend. It's always good to see old friends. I'm still amazed that after 2 decades (wow, that's been a long time) we can still manage to keep in touch, talk together, and really enjoy each others presence. If only seeing them once a year, or even less, we still tend to fall back in where we left off last time... even if last time was when the tour bus parked after the long ride home at the end of the season.. 20 years ago. We've all, for the most part, gained some family members (and some weight here and there). They told us back then, that the people around us would be life long friends. Yeah, being 15 I thought they (the adults in charge) were just trying to motivate us. Turns out, they were right.
The summer has been slow on my usual concert tour. One DMB show at Lakewood, which I broke from the past trends of taking the random girl (or Grace) and instead was joined by Sean. We discovered in the parking lot during the pre-show tailgating that short jean shorts and cowboy boots are in this season for sorority girls. The band put on an excellent show, and I'm looking forward to the new album. Next week, I'm planning to see Mumford & Sons, and that's kind of exciting. Looks like I'll finishing out in September at Music Midtown in ATL, and I'm mostly excited to see Ludacris and T.I.
Next on the agenda... well. Work... which is less than thrilling. And for some reason they just can't seem to get my pay right of late. Last night I had one of those nights that kept me overly busy. I mean, I had no time to read my book, watch a movie, or even surf any interweb. Oh the horror. But the paycheck still comes (albeit currently incorrect) on Friday.
The next big event on the agenda is DragonCon. The annual gathering of nerds, geeks, superheros, and famous people is always a spectacle. And this year, I actually have tickets! Now I'm working on logistical details for the weekend.
That's about it for the midsummer update. No big trips planned, though I need to. No major life changing announcements. It's all kind of routine (for me)... you know Brave's games with Yinyer, hanging with good friends in other states, a "day trip" to Honolulu, you know.. normal everyday stuff :-). Hopefully something "interesting" to write about will happen soon. Until then...
The summer has found me doing a lot of shuttling about. Mostly home to Atlanta... well OK all of it home to Atlanta with a brief trip to Nashville to visit some recently relocated pals. And in between I've had guests about in the greater Kentuckiana area, first with Erika for Independence day (and the sweltering that comes with 105 degree heat mixed with a poorly insulated house... oh and a failed air conditioner). But we made the most of the situation by spending time in establishments seeking cool, refreshing air along with cool, refreshing drinks.
Shortly thereafter Grace and AXL (as I now refer to Alida.. it's easier to type and less letters than Parasite). She seems to be a fairly well behaved baby, as much as I know about babies. Her one earsplitting outburst was conveniently timed to coincide with a particularly quiet part of the wedding ceremony they were in town for. But it was nice to have guests, and motivation to clean my cluttered apartment.
I'm still searching about the Metro ATL for an abode to call my own. Seemingly fruitless endeavor that's getting old. A bit defeatest yes, but it seems that banks hate me. A well paid, fairly good credit history, non felonious person can't get ahead in this world. I personally feel I should get free money from them, since they got free money from me. But i'm still looking about. For some reason the idea of settling down and resigning myself to forever living here kind of makes me sad.
Though I'm wrestling with a bit of a setback with career progression. Let's just say that apparently some body hates me there, or I'm the worst interviewer ever. Maybe next time (if there is one) I'm coming in complete with my red Chuck Taylors and showing the interview panel my pimp hand. I think that would be fun at least :-).
In current events, there's this seemingly endless election going on, bringing out the worst in people. And there's the Olympics, bringing out the best. Lest focus on those.
I, for some reason, love the Olympics. People competing (mostly) for the thrill of winning, or just to show that they too can compete on a world stage, and not to get paid is a refreshing change. When not facing America, I tend to cheer for those underdogs from countries that most people can't find on a map. The countries that have a handful of people in the parade of nations. And, while they generally don't have a chance against the well trained, well financed programs of the first world nations, they're still out there giving it their all. That, to me, is the most commendable part of the games.
I also really enjoy learning the rules of sports I never considered being Olympic events (field hockey) or that the players took time off from their professional careers in sports I never considered would have a professional league (water polo... seriously?). Or that a pub full of people are cheering on a swimmer or runner or gymnast... when else does that happen? Conversely, we seem to be overly critical of the 16 year old that didn't stick the landing after to a quintuple somersault with a loopty-loop and a half twist or something after practicing for 14 years to get there... while we enjoy our beer and burgers and have a tough time climbing on to a barstool.
That being said, go team USA!!! We're gonna win the Olympics!!
Other notable summer events, the quasi reunion of former Southwinders in ATL last weekend. It's always good to see old friends. I'm still amazed that after 2 decades (wow, that's been a long time) we can still manage to keep in touch, talk together, and really enjoy each others presence. If only seeing them once a year, or even less, we still tend to fall back in where we left off last time... even if last time was when the tour bus parked after the long ride home at the end of the season.. 20 years ago. We've all, for the most part, gained some family members (and some weight here and there). They told us back then, that the people around us would be life long friends. Yeah, being 15 I thought they (the adults in charge) were just trying to motivate us. Turns out, they were right.
Next on the agenda... well. Work... which is less than thrilling. And for some reason they just can't seem to get my pay right of late. Last night I had one of those nights that kept me overly busy. I mean, I had no time to read my book, watch a movie, or even surf any interweb. Oh the horror. But the paycheck still comes (albeit currently incorrect) on Friday.
The next big event on the agenda is DragonCon. The annual gathering of nerds, geeks, superheros, and famous people is always a spectacle. And this year, I actually have tickets! Now I'm working on logistical details for the weekend.
That's about it for the midsummer update. No big trips planned, though I need to. No major life changing announcements. It's all kind of routine (for me)... you know Brave's games with Yinyer, hanging with good friends in other states, a "day trip" to Honolulu, you know.. normal everyday stuff :-). Hopefully something "interesting" to write about will happen soon. Until then...
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Broke into the old apartment
I suppose I'm an extremely demanding person. Take my seemingly endless condo search. Every time I find something that screams "hey, I could really dig living here" it falls completely apart. Either a bank comes in and screws it all up, or some one "outbids" me with a lower offer... but in cash. Seriously, who had $100,000 just laying around? Or in the last case, the "perfect" place came with an exuberant HOA fee ($900/month... that had better include a lot of "special services"). Sigh...
So, this past weekend (and by weekend I mean an "airline weekend" of Tuesday-Thursday) I headed back down home. I wasn't planning to make the journey, but since my niece decided to go and graduate with her masters it seemed like the thing to do. Hard to believe that little brat turned out so well :-).
Thankfully, TanJoe allowed me to occupy my room at their stately manor, and complete with a hot tub now. I was able to catch up with several friends and family on such a short trip (helped that they were all in the same place for dinner). It's kind of sad the place we dined needed to put a disclaimer on their menu that licking the 750 degree lava rock your food is served on is a bad idea. That means some one tried it. Personally, that seems like natural selection at work and should be allowed. If you're that dumb, we need to weed you out of the gene pool. (I'm mean but it's true).
Thursday, after lunch with Yinyer, I spent the day touring homes all over ATL. I learned that some people have the weirdest taste in decor. I mean damn. Maybe I'm a minimalist or modernist or something that doesn't involve a lot of off crap painted on the walls. And i really don't like mirrored walls. However, let it be known that none of this stuff a deciding factor in not being interested in a particular place. Things like leaky ceilings, locations I didn't like, and no washer/dryers turned me away.
But seriously... $900/month for HOA fees!!! At least my realtor is fun and ok with my pickiness (and I think she likes looking around the city more than rural subdivisions). So, now what? I'm kind getting to the point where the shopping is getting old. I can up my price point, or just take the money I have saved and run... hrrrmmm. Where can I go where Visa won't find me?
Anyways, I've spent this afternoon catching up on blog posts. Stuff I wrote weeks ago while away from home and away from interweb access. Is it sad that I'm so used to typing on an iPad of iPhone that I wonder why a regular computer doesn't autocorrect words for me? This week is a marathon work week. I'm paying back a few day trades all in the same week, thinking that getting all the pain over with at once is a good idea. So for those of you who think I never work, I'm proving you wrong. And expect a generally bad mood for the next week. You've been warned. Now to catch up on a few other things and get ready for another night of work. I'm hoping for a slow night with no thunderstorms or needing to file ASAPs... that would be an improvement.
Later!
So, this past weekend (and by weekend I mean an "airline weekend" of Tuesday-Thursday) I headed back down home. I wasn't planning to make the journey, but since my niece decided to go and graduate with her masters it seemed like the thing to do. Hard to believe that little brat turned out so well :-).
Thankfully, TanJoe allowed me to occupy my room at their stately manor, and complete with a hot tub now. I was able to catch up with several friends and family on such a short trip (helped that they were all in the same place for dinner). It's kind of sad the place we dined needed to put a disclaimer on their menu that licking the 750 degree lava rock your food is served on is a bad idea. That means some one tried it. Personally, that seems like natural selection at work and should be allowed. If you're that dumb, we need to weed you out of the gene pool. (I'm mean but it's true).
Thursday, after lunch with Yinyer, I spent the day touring homes all over ATL. I learned that some people have the weirdest taste in decor. I mean damn. Maybe I'm a minimalist or modernist or something that doesn't involve a lot of off crap painted on the walls. And i really don't like mirrored walls. However, let it be known that none of this stuff a deciding factor in not being interested in a particular place. Things like leaky ceilings, locations I didn't like, and no washer/dryers turned me away.
But seriously... $900/month for HOA fees!!! At least my realtor is fun and ok with my pickiness (and I think she likes looking around the city more than rural subdivisions). So, now what? I'm kind getting to the point where the shopping is getting old. I can up my price point, or just take the money I have saved and run... hrrrmmm. Where can I go where Visa won't find me?
Anyways, I've spent this afternoon catching up on blog posts. Stuff I wrote weeks ago while away from home and away from interweb access. Is it sad that I'm so used to typing on an iPad of iPhone that I wonder why a regular computer doesn't autocorrect words for me? This week is a marathon work week. I'm paying back a few day trades all in the same week, thinking that getting all the pain over with at once is a good idea. So for those of you who think I never work, I'm proving you wrong. And expect a generally bad mood for the next week. You've been warned. Now to catch up on a few other things and get ready for another night of work. I'm hoping for a slow night with no thunderstorms or needing to file ASAPs... that would be an improvement.
Later!
Thursday, April 26, 2012
My Spanish Heart
I'll admit it, I'm terribly spoiled. I'm riding in coach for the next
eight and a half hours and it may be the death of me. Luckily I had a
business class seat on the way over, which really helped with my
exhaustion. A solid four hours of nearly flat sleeping was a delight.
Now I'm back with the masses. Granted it could die worse. There's no one next to me and I'm spread out over my two window seats. Still, it's not the business apartment I liked.
Enough of that. According to the little inflight motion thing, we're cruising at 36,000 feet and just passing off the northern Coast of Spain. For you aviation geeks we're just passing XUSAN intersection on airway UP177. And heading back across the pond for the good ole U.S. of A.
The last couple days and been pretty packed. I left Louisville Monday morning after an all night shift and hour nap. Spent some quality airport appreciation time in ATL while waiting for Charity to arrive. She almost didn't make it. Par for the course really. But she managed to make it just in time.
Off to Barcelona. A destination picked for the amount of open seats available. And it sounded cool and I've never been there. Charity has never been to Europe and it seemed like as good as a place as any to start. So we arrived bright and early on a Tuesday. We found our housing for the next couple nights, the Hip Karma Hostal and discovered we couldn't check in for a couple hours. They locked our bags away and we were off to be tourists. Luckily the main square of the city, Plaza Catalunya, was only a couple blocks away. From there a day on the big red bus and saw all the major sights. Some meandering about the Barrio Gotic (gothic quarter) for lunch and back on the other bus. It was a good quick way to see the city. And since we were short for time, it worked pretty well. It's also the first time ever I've taken a "tourist sightseeing bus". I'm generally opposed being a snobbish traveler. But it worked pretty well. That night, finally we checked in, cleaned up, and headed out for dinner.
We walked down Las Ramblas, a main walking street full of shops, restaurants, bars, and people selling really annoying noise makers. We found a place for some tapas and paella while the town was all attentive to the FC Barcelona/Chelsea semi final match. After dinner, a stop was made for the continuation of the Irish Pub tour of the world. We made it back to the hostel and crashed after a full and exhausting day.
Back on the airplane, dinner has been served and we've moved into Shanwick Oceanic airspace and entering the NAT MNPS area and most likely on a westbound track to the US.
The second day started with coffee (café tricolor). The morning we headed to the Mercate de Santa Catarina. Again through the winding streets of the Barrio Gotic. In the back of the market is an excavation of some ruins there, dating back to Roman times, about the 4th Century, and moving forward. After ward, down to La Barcolenetta and to chill by the beach. Literally, we chilled since the weather was breezy and cool, but we sat out and had lunch on a patio, followed by beachside cocktails. After some shopping, we made it back to clean up and head off to a flamenco show. The Travel Bar offered a pretty good deal for for a show, tapas, and all you can drink sangria. DId you know sangria is made with brandy and gin? Neither did I but our bartender used all thsat in the recipe.
We ended up with a group of people: an Aussie couple on an 8 week/21 city euro trip, a German couple who did a random" let the airline snooze your destination" trip, a Québécois couple on a week trip to Barcelona, and a couple ladies from Norway enjoying a holiday. the Sangria flowed like water, and we all had a great time, eventually some how be befriended the bartender. We also learned that the tradition Catalan dish that involves cow stomach in a sauce isn't something any of use enjoys.
I think this night was one of the best parts of traveling, meeting people from all over, making friends, and maybe someday meeting up again. That by far is the most awesome thing I did in Barcelona.
A quick sleep, and off to the airport, and as you figured out we're on the way back. A nice, quick, and really not to expensive trip. Glad I came, and very happy Charity invited me. On arrival in ATL I'm meeting little Lewis, Alida, who finally decided to grace the world with her presence. Now, for some inflight movies and relax in coach.. :-).
Now I'm back with the masses. Granted it could die worse. There's no one next to me and I'm spread out over my two window seats. Still, it's not the business apartment I liked.
Enough of that. According to the little inflight motion thing, we're cruising at 36,000 feet and just passing off the northern Coast of Spain. For you aviation geeks we're just passing XUSAN intersection on airway UP177. And heading back across the pond for the good ole U.S. of A.
The last couple days and been pretty packed. I left Louisville Monday morning after an all night shift and hour nap. Spent some quality airport appreciation time in ATL while waiting for Charity to arrive. She almost didn't make it. Par for the course really. But she managed to make it just in time.
Off to Barcelona. A destination picked for the amount of open seats available. And it sounded cool and I've never been there. Charity has never been to Europe and it seemed like as good as a place as any to start. So we arrived bright and early on a Tuesday. We found our housing for the next couple nights, the Hip Karma Hostal and discovered we couldn't check in for a couple hours. They locked our bags away and we were off to be tourists. Luckily the main square of the city, Plaza Catalunya, was only a couple blocks away. From there a day on the big red bus and saw all the major sights. Some meandering about the Barrio Gotic (gothic quarter) for lunch and back on the other bus. It was a good quick way to see the city. And since we were short for time, it worked pretty well. It's also the first time ever I've taken a "tourist sightseeing bus". I'm generally opposed being a snobbish traveler. But it worked pretty well. That night, finally we checked in, cleaned up, and headed out for dinner.
We walked down Las Ramblas, a main walking street full of shops, restaurants, bars, and people selling really annoying noise makers. We found a place for some tapas and paella while the town was all attentive to the FC Barcelona/Chelsea semi final match. After dinner, a stop was made for the continuation of the Irish Pub tour of the world. We made it back to the hostel and crashed after a full and exhausting day.
Back on the airplane, dinner has been served and we've moved into Shanwick Oceanic airspace and entering the NAT MNPS area and most likely on a westbound track to the US.
The second day started with coffee (café tricolor). The morning we headed to the Mercate de Santa Catarina. Again through the winding streets of the Barrio Gotic. In the back of the market is an excavation of some ruins there, dating back to Roman times, about the 4th Century, and moving forward. After ward, down to La Barcolenetta and to chill by the beach. Literally, we chilled since the weather was breezy and cool, but we sat out and had lunch on a patio, followed by beachside cocktails. After some shopping, we made it back to clean up and head off to a flamenco show. The Travel Bar offered a pretty good deal for for a show, tapas, and all you can drink sangria. DId you know sangria is made with brandy and gin? Neither did I but our bartender used all thsat in the recipe.
We ended up with a group of people: an Aussie couple on an 8 week/21 city euro trip, a German couple who did a random" let the airline snooze your destination" trip, a Québécois couple on a week trip to Barcelona, and a couple ladies from Norway enjoying a holiday. the Sangria flowed like water, and we all had a great time, eventually some how be befriended the bartender. We also learned that the tradition Catalan dish that involves cow stomach in a sauce isn't something any of use enjoys.
I think this night was one of the best parts of traveling, meeting people from all over, making friends, and maybe someday meeting up again. That by far is the most awesome thing I did in Barcelona.
A quick sleep, and off to the airport, and as you figured out we're on the way back. A nice, quick, and really not to expensive trip. Glad I came, and very happy Charity invited me. On arrival in ATL I'm meeting little Lewis, Alida, who finally decided to grace the world with her presence. Now, for some inflight movies and relax in coach.. :-).
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
There's this one particular harbor, So far but yet so near
Sometimes you look at the world and just have a
feeling you don't fit in. Having been a nerd or "band geek" most my
life I'm some what used to not being part of the "in" crowd. Luckily I
can have the smugness that the old "in" crowd is all saddled with debt
and life and will never see the Southern hemisphere. Truly, living well
is the best revenge.
But that's not what's on my mind at the moment. Let me set the moment, there's a beach. There's an ocean. There's palm trees. There's leaves rustling in the sea breeze. There's an amazing array of stars to be charted. I did learn that you can see the Southern Cross from the northern hemisphere tonight. Thanks to an iPhone app, Star Gazer, I've become quite the stellar cartographer.
Anyways, back to the out of time, out of place feeling. I recently finished yet another book on aviation's early days. When the world was way bigger than it is today. When you could trudge off to an island in the Caribbean and be a million miles away from anything. Unfortunately that's not so true anymore. But that sort of lifestyle really appeals to me, the days of an imperialistic mindset. Maybe British (with their sea power of the late 1800s) or American (with their reach in the early 20th century). The ability to be off and away from the reaches of convention, or at least the constraint of constant contact with the world.
That being said I'm lost without my iPhone at my side. And even here, on a small bay in the Caribbean without internet access, I'm stressed. How did it become so imperative that I be in touch with everyone. How did the world operate at the speed of mail sent by a ship? It seems like something I'd be up for experiencing.
So my current fantasy involves a live shortly before WW2, living ob the edge of America... Crossing oceans on those newly launched "flying boats". Experiencing the unheard of "Orient" and "old countries". I'm sure I'm romantizing things, but it sounds great.
At any rate, I'm going to continue to watch the Southern Cross float across the horizon while Jimmy Buffett sings of a time before St. Somewhere was condo development. Is there an island left where I can go and live that ideal life? I suppose I should keep looking until I find it.
But that's not what's on my mind at the moment. Let me set the moment, there's a beach. There's an ocean. There's palm trees. There's leaves rustling in the sea breeze. There's an amazing array of stars to be charted. I did learn that you can see the Southern Cross from the northern hemisphere tonight. Thanks to an iPhone app, Star Gazer, I've become quite the stellar cartographer.
Anyways, back to the out of time, out of place feeling. I recently finished yet another book on aviation's early days. When the world was way bigger than it is today. When you could trudge off to an island in the Caribbean and be a million miles away from anything. Unfortunately that's not so true anymore. But that sort of lifestyle really appeals to me, the days of an imperialistic mindset. Maybe British (with their sea power of the late 1800s) or American (with their reach in the early 20th century). The ability to be off and away from the reaches of convention, or at least the constraint of constant contact with the world.
That being said I'm lost without my iPhone at my side. And even here, on a small bay in the Caribbean without internet access, I'm stressed. How did it become so imperative that I be in touch with everyone. How did the world operate at the speed of mail sent by a ship? It seems like something I'd be up for experiencing.
So my current fantasy involves a live shortly before WW2, living ob the edge of America... Crossing oceans on those newly launched "flying boats". Experiencing the unheard of "Orient" and "old countries". I'm sure I'm romantizing things, but it sounds great.
At any rate, I'm going to continue to watch the Southern Cross float across the horizon while Jimmy Buffett sings of a time before St. Somewhere was condo development. Is there an island left where I can go and live that ideal life? I suppose I should keep looking until I find it.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I Gotta Fly to St. Somewhere
Some how this week I became thrifty again. I had already planned to spend money on a hotel room in ATL due the imminent arrival of the Lewis child. Turns out, she's stubborn and doesn't want to come out, thus I had a the spare room all to myself. But after a weekend of fun, I felt needed to not spend a lavish amount don disappearing somewhere.
Turns out I was wrong, I needed to do that. And luckily, Delta had a non stop flight to St Somewhere. And even though beach side resorts were pricey, I decided to splurge for two days there. After a short flight and a long check in (last minute priceline deals don't always make it to the hotel before the guest does), I bellied up to a pool bar and decided it was time to consume beverages.
The destination is Bluebeards Beach Club. And so far so good. I'm happy with the room, it's larger than nreally need by about double. The pool bar is staffed by a couple of UGA fans, but otherwise they seem like decent fellows. Tonight I decided not to venture out. Instead a chill night with my beer. This is more of a time share type place than hotel, thus lots of older types. But I was in the mood for quiet and chill. At least for end night.
And warm water and sand always helps. I feel Jimmy Buffett or Bob Marley should be a constant musical accompaniment. So tonight, is quiet and peacefulness. Tomorrow night though, it's crab legs and booze and the next beach bar down the road.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Same ole same ole... mostly
I recently discovered the show Top Gear. And i recently discovered I have a weakness for fast cars. Ok, that second part isn't recent, but the show makes me think rushing out and picking up a BMW M5 or a Ferrari would be a great idea. And it would if I didn't want a home to live in or eat or have clothes on my back. Though, having a car that's able to hit 200 MPH would be worth it... maybe.
I knew Top Gear existed, just never watched it. And the British version is by far better than the newer US version. The hosts are more humorous, the stunts are outrageous, and they test drive some really neat stuff. The US version aims to be funny, and do a lot of the same goofy stuff as the Brits, but they seem to skip the test driving of new vehicles. I guess their budget isn't big enough to go out and get a Murcielago to tool around a track in, or tool around Nevada in.
Ok, enough car talk. It's been a while since I wrote on here. Since then, I haven't bought a condo. I haven't changed jobs. I haven't fell madly in love. I really haven't been doing much of anything. Except work and the occasional (ie every other) weekend trip to Atlanta. However, I'm open to doing all those things. Just need the right opportunity to come along.
The house hunt is continuing, and there's prospects out there. I'm really hoping to be in someplace by summer at the latest. I do need a place to kick it for DCI at the Dome and DragonCon. I thought I found a satisfactory place last month, but seems the bank wanted to raise the price and start a bidding war for the place. I'm not into war. It'd be nice for a lot of things to really come together over the enxt couple months, I'm keeping my hopes up.
Otherwise, work has been kind of depressing. Not usual depressing, but a new level that owes to the untimely deaths of 2 people in the department as well and the random person sent to the emergency room mid-shift due to possible heart attacks in progress. Luckily those didn't end up being cardiac arrests, but it just serves as a reminder that my job is killing me slowly.
I did pick up a new toy. After months of enduring a slow processing and nil battery life, I finally picked up a new MacBook. This time i upgraded to the Pro . And it zips right along. Unfortunately the migration of all my data from the old to the new may take a while. About 30 hours according to the migration program. I'm working on shortening that. It has not, however, improved my typing skills.
That's about it, nothing spectacular to report. I have had the pleasure of spending time with friends, and reclaimed my bedroom at the TanJoe manor in New-Nan. Even comes with hot tub access. That does not suck.
Well this update is over. Maybe I'll have something more interesting or inspiring next time. I do have some unexpected days off coming up, so that means I need a vacation idea that's cheap. I'd like to hit a beach that is not overrun with spring breakers, but those tend to be expensive places (in order to keep them from being overrun by spring breakers). Any ideas??
I knew Top Gear existed, just never watched it. And the British version is by far better than the newer US version. The hosts are more humorous, the stunts are outrageous, and they test drive some really neat stuff. The US version aims to be funny, and do a lot of the same goofy stuff as the Brits, but they seem to skip the test driving of new vehicles. I guess their budget isn't big enough to go out and get a Murcielago to tool around a track in, or tool around Nevada in.
Ok, enough car talk. It's been a while since I wrote on here. Since then, I haven't bought a condo. I haven't changed jobs. I haven't fell madly in love. I really haven't been doing much of anything. Except work and the occasional (ie every other) weekend trip to Atlanta. However, I'm open to doing all those things. Just need the right opportunity to come along.
The house hunt is continuing, and there's prospects out there. I'm really hoping to be in someplace by summer at the latest. I do need a place to kick it for DCI at the Dome and DragonCon. I thought I found a satisfactory place last month, but seems the bank wanted to raise the price and start a bidding war for the place. I'm not into war. It'd be nice for a lot of things to really come together over the enxt couple months, I'm keeping my hopes up.
Otherwise, work has been kind of depressing. Not usual depressing, but a new level that owes to the untimely deaths of 2 people in the department as well and the random person sent to the emergency room mid-shift due to possible heart attacks in progress. Luckily those didn't end up being cardiac arrests, but it just serves as a reminder that my job is killing me slowly.
I did pick up a new toy. After months of enduring a slow processing and nil battery life, I finally picked up a new MacBook. This time i upgraded to the Pro . And it zips right along. Unfortunately the migration of all my data from the old to the new may take a while. About 30 hours according to the migration program. I'm working on shortening that. It has not, however, improved my typing skills.
That's about it, nothing spectacular to report. I have had the pleasure of spending time with friends, and reclaimed my bedroom at the TanJoe manor in New-Nan. Even comes with hot tub access. That does not suck.
Well this update is over. Maybe I'll have something more interesting or inspiring next time. I do have some unexpected days off coming up, so that means I need a vacation idea that's cheap. I'd like to hit a beach that is not overrun with spring breakers, but those tend to be expensive places (in order to keep them from being overrun by spring breakers). Any ideas??
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