last week catch up

2005.10.23 8.24

The following blog entry was written early last week only to be posted now. No need to adjust your watch.

As I sit down to write this blog entry, the words "Office Center and Virginia Drives!" shriek thanks to a pre-recorded female voice. I'm starting this entry on the bus on my first leg of the journey heading back to Houston for my monthly weekend tryst with all things home. I'm hoping to spend some quality time with my parents, my cars, cute girls, and possibly Astroworld. I'd like to at least try to go to Number's tonight, although I've been slacking in my late night party abilities. Blame my 8 AM to 5 PM day job. Blame it on Rio, the rain, and the bellboy, while you're at it.

My week has been somewhat uneventful. During one particular evening I was treated to a shouting match between two groups of people down the street from me. I didn't quite what triggered the spat, but the variations on the phrase "Move your friggin' car or else!" were frequently exchanged. Was someone trying to stake a claim on the last available parking spot? Who cares? I opened my window and, in my best Philadelphian manner, yelled, "SHUDDUP!" The immediate response was "What!? Do you think you own this street?" I saw that my location was not immediately obvious to the groups because they started looked up in random locations intently searching every window on the block. My subterfuge was courtesy of two giant maple trees outside my window. The groups got back into it with each other after being briefly distracted by my request for silence. Someone else yelled something from another window, so I figured I'd had enough participation and would listen to the rest of the proceedings from behind my (now) closed window. Someone eventually drove off in a mad huff and nearly blew past the red light at 2nd and Brown. Everything then returned to normal and the street was at peace again.

On Friday, my plane to Philadelphia was delayed by an hour. I arrived in Houston and decided to bypass Terminal C passenger pick-up in lieu of the sexier Terminal E passenger pick-up. Aside that the latter is newer and sleeker is the other fact that almost nobody uses the it. My dad scooped me from the desolated pick-up area and we were on our way to Lostville. We got off track while trying to avoid some construction work on Beltway 8. We eventually found our way back with only one near accident to show for it. Good times. We had the traditional dinner with my house-sitting roommate at Texas Land and Cattle. As usual, I had the jalapeno pork chops. Mmmm! I don't know how they infuse the jalapeno into the pork chop. Syringe? Pump? Deal with the devil? Our server Bethany gave us a good round of I'll Be Flirty With You So You'll Tip Me Better. She got the traditional tip that we leave there. We're trying to be known as The Big Tipper Guys although there is so much turnover in the employment that nobody seems to recognize us.

After dinner I went home to freshen up before going out. Instead of the usual Number's jaunt, I hit up a club called Chrome located off Shepherd and Alabama. The most attractive thing about the club was that it was smoke-free inside. I wasn't impressed by the music (too typical), the décor (a couple of chromed pimped out motorcycles) or the crowd (too fugly). I got at home at 2 AM and eventually went to sleep by 3 AM. Not bad considering it was 4 AM in Philadelphia. I only had one beer early in the evening so I was the designated driver, only providing further evidence that I'm The Good Guy!

Saturday and Sunday will be briefly summarized by copying and pasting an email I sent to Heather last Monday morning. I know, I know -- I'm behind by a whole week. Stay with me on this.

Next day did some DeLorean maintenance. Daniel took me to the mall and bought me some birthday clothes from a store called Buckle. All I gave him was one month's free rent. Shweet. I got my hotel voucher for the Hyatt that I hadn't used and set up the room with dinner for two. The voucher expires on the 19th so it was do or die. I met up with Adriana in the evening and we went around a few bars and talked it up. We then hit up the hotel and had the dinner. We had filet mignon. Adriana had a case of motion sickness on the side. We were on the SpindleTop above the Hyatt. Did I not mention this? Adriana had to turn in early so I got her home by 1 AM. Daniel then showed up at the hotel after 1:30 AM from partying in downtown Houston. He ordered an extra cot and we crashed at the hotel. On Sunday, I did the sushi buffet with my parents and sister and niece. We then went to the mall as a family -- which we haven't done for forever. Afterwards at home, I did some scanning of old elementary school and college photos in my archives. Later at the airport, my flight was overbooked so they made the "hey we'll give you a $300 travel voucher and pay for your dinner and a hotel if you give up your need for a seat" offer -- so I did it. I got in today (Monday) after 11 AM and decided to just pick up my dog and ask if I could work from home. Nobody replied to my request, so I guess that was a yes? I worked out tonight and did back and biceps. My strength is improving again. Very unusual. I got my cardio time in by running to and from the gym -- a three mile roundtrip. Now I'm finishing up some work and listening to Madonna's Erotica album which I just bought off iTunes. I'll hit the bed after brushing my teeth and washing my face. The End.

[the super genius takes a bow, then runs off]

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Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed here are my own only and in no way represent the views, positions or opinions - expressed or implied - of my employers both past and present. « childhood on the grid \| Main \| american ham » last week catch up 2005.10.23 8.24 The following blog entry was written early last week only to be posted now. No need to adjust your watch. As I sit down to write this blog entry, the words "Office Center and Virginia Drives!" shriek thanks to a pre-recorded female voice. I'm starting this entry on the bus on my first leg of the journey heading back to Houston for my monthly weekend tryst with all things home. I'm hoping to spend some quality time with my parents, my cars, cute girls, and possibly Astroworld. I'd like to at least try to go to Number's tonight, although I've been slacking in my late night party abilities. Blame my 8 AM to 5 PM day job. Blame it on Rio, the rain, and the bellboy, while you're at it. My week has been somewhat uneventful. During one particular evening I was treated to a shouting match between two groups of people down the street from me. I didn't quite what triggered the spat, but the variations on the phrase "Move your friggin' car or else!" were frequently exchanged. Was someone trying to stake a claim on the last available parking spot? Who cares? I opened my window and, in my best Philadelphian manner, yelled, "SHUDDUP!" The immediate response was "What!? Do you think you own this street?" I saw that my location was not immediately obvious to the groups because they started looked up in random locations intently searching every window on the block. My subterfuge was courtesy of two giant maple trees outside my window. The groups got back into it with each other after being briefly distracted by my request for silence. Someone else yelled something from another window, so I figured I'd had enough participation and would listen to the rest of the proceedings from behind my (now) closed window. Someone eventually drove off in a mad huff and nearly blew past the red light at 2nd and Brown. Everything then returned to normal and the street was at peace again. On Friday, my plane to Philadelphia was delayed by an hour. I arrived in Houston and decided to bypass Terminal C passenger pick-up in lieu of the sexier Terminal E passenger pick-up. Aside that the latter is newer and sleeker is the other fact that almost nobody uses the it. My dad scooped me from the desolated pick-up area and we were on our way to Lostville. We got off track while trying to avoid some construction work on Beltway 8. We eventually found our way back with only one near accident to show for it. Good times. We had the traditional dinner with my house-sitting roommate at Texas Land and Cattle. As usual, I had the jalapeno pork chops. Mmmm! I don't know how they infuse the jalapeno into the pork chop. Syringe? Pump? Deal with the devil? Our server Bethany gave us a good round of I'll Be Flirty With You So You'll Tip Me Better. She got the traditional tip that we leave there. We're trying to be known as The Big Tipper Guys although there is so much turnover in the employment that nobody seems to recognize us. After dinner I went home to freshen up before going out. Instead of the usual Number's jaunt, I hit up a club called Chrome located off Shepherd and Alabama. The most attractive thing about the club was that it was smoke-free inside. I wasn't impressed by the music (too typical), the décor (a couple of chromed pimped out motorcycles) or the crowd (too fugly). I got at home at 2 AM and eventually went to sleep by 3 AM. Not bad considering it was 4 AM in Philadelphia. I only had one beer early in the evening so I was the designated driver, only providing further evidence that I'm The Good Guy! Saturday and Sunday will be briefly summarized by copying and pasting an email I sent to Heather last Monday morning. I know, I know -- I'm behind by a whole week. Stay with me on this. Next day did some DeLorean maintenance. Daniel took me to the mall and bought me some birthday clothes from a store called Buckle. All I gave him was one month's free rent. Shweet. I got my hotel voucher for the Hyatt that I hadn't used and set up the room with dinner for two. The voucher expires on the 19th so it was do or die. I met up with Adriana in the evening and we went around a few bars and talked it up. We then hit up the hotel and had the dinner. We had filet mignon. Adriana had a case of motion sickness on the side. We were on the SpindleTop above the Hyatt. Did I not mention this? Adriana had to turn in early so I got her home by 1 AM. Daniel then showed up at the hotel after 1:30 AM from partying in downtown Houston. He ordered an extra cot and we crashed at the hotel. On Sunday, I did the sushi buffet with my parents and sister and niece. We then went to the mall as a family -- which we haven't done for forever. Afterwards at home, I did some scanning of old elementary school and college photos in my archives. Later at the airport, my flight was overbooked so they made the "hey we'll give you a $300 travel voucher and pay for your dinner and a hotel if you give up your need for a seat" offer -- so I did it. I got in today (Monday) after 11 AM and decided to just pick up my dog and ask if I could work from home. Nobody replied to my request, so I guess that was a yes? I worked out tonight and did back and biceps. My strength is improving again. Very unusual. I got my cardio time in by running to and from the gym -- a three mile roundtrip. Now I'm finishing up some work and listening to Madonna's Erotica album which I just bought off iTunes. I'll hit the bed after brushing my teeth and washing my face. The End. [the super genius takes a bow, then runs off] « childhood on the grid \| Main \| american ham »