N'awlins at heart

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

And I did them all a favor.

So I walk into the garage at work the other day and I hear someone's stereo blaring. I just figured it was some kid showing off his car stereo to his friends at work. When I rounded the corner I saw it was a guy parking his motorcycle. And the stereo was blaring... Zebra... "Tell me what you waaaaaaaant". Now I love Zebra just as much as the next guy, but really? Seriously? 1982 called, they want their music back. Kinda reminded me of Billy Madison when he went back to High School rockin the REO Speedwagon shirt. (I still love the bird on the hood.)

The Seattle trip was great. We arrive at the airport, exit the plane, head to luggage pickup and Hannah asks "Are you mad at me?" "No baby, I'm not mad."

A minute or so later she asks "Did I do something wrong?" "No baby, I'm not mad. Relax."

And again "Are you mad at me?" "No baby. Come on. I love you. What's up?"

It was this moment when I realized what was going on. I had not been back to Seattle pretty much since I got out of the Navy. I saw the shipyard from the plane window when we were landing. I HATED being in the Navy and I apparently still harbor some bitterness towards it. I explained what the issue is and we moved on. Just in time to find Hannah's little sister. Oh my God the girl is constantly at an 11. She is a fool. And great fun to hang out with. By the time the trip was over my jaw actually hurt from smiling and laughing the whole time.

I feel bad looking back (as a lot of people do) because that place was gorgeous. And I was still a kid the entire time we lived there. My only concern was, when and where will the next round of insane drinking commence? And I never noticed how nice the scenery was. Still to cold for me though. It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.

The super scary hurricane was on it's way. It was supposed to rain every day this week. But not a drop by our house. Not a drop on my drive to or from work. Why did I not ride the bike? Today would have been perfect. 80's with a nice breeze. Overcast. Like i said, why did I not ride the bike? Because the butterfly effect I guess. (Going out on a limb here.) But maybe the kickstand caused a wind to shift the polar ice glaciers in just a minute enough way to move the storm over my peaceful ride home.

Ummmm. Big ass TV? Check.

I'm looking forward to the wedding coming up. It'll be nice to see a lot of the family again. I probably should have stuck to my daily workout I quit a year ago. I feel bad looking back (as a lot of people do)... Oh wait, didn't we just cover that?

A lot of the equipment in our lab are hallway finds. Like today. One of our servers has an old 14" CRT monitor. I was out in the hall and noticed the lab next to us had a 15" flat panel they threw out into the surplus box. So I snatched it and attached it to our server. When I saw it worked I put the CRT in the surplus box in the hallway with a note taped to it. "Fair trade!" Because we really needed the upgrade and they really needed old crap to send to surplus. It's win - win right?

And I did Hannah and the dry cleaners a favor. But that's for another day.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

I'm just sayin...

Monday, June 14, 2010

Good Jeans.

I was driving it this morning and noticed the lady in front of me pulling down her sun visor. I was a little confused since I didn't notice the sun. After a second I ducked down and put my face closer to the windshield. Sure enough, the sun was out and bright. But sitting up straight it was blocked by the roof of the truck. It made me think I'm glad to be tall. Even if I'm the runt out of the guys in the family, I'm still taller than most people. Thanks for the good genes Chias. Well played.

The weekend was fairly uneventful for me. I got some laundry and dishes done, and got some quality time in with the kitty. I think the bulk of the excitement was Friday night. We had a couple move in 2 houses over (a house we were going to look at) around the same time we moved in. On Memorial Day weekend (Sunday to be exact) ChiaPop and I were returning from the bike shop and the neighbor across the street was blaring Mexican music. It was loud but inside the house you could only hear it with the TV and AC off. And even that wasn't bad.

I noticed the neighbor 2 houses over staring that way and yelling to us about how he was going to call the cops. I just brushed him off and went inside. It was 2:00 PM on a Sunday afternoon. Really? Too much noise Sunday afternoon on Memorial weekend?

So we get home Friday and he has the Mexican music plaring again. This time it was 6:30 in the evening. Sun was still shinging, etc... It was a Friday night so whatever. About 30 minutes later we ran out to the store. When we went outside the 2 neighbors were in their driveways mean mugging each other from across the street. But the music was no longer playing. We were wondering what was going on until we passed the side street. That's where the cop was parked apparently waiting to see if he turned the music back on.

The jerk face actually called the cops. We don't complain when the block is littered with cars every weekend due to your weekly garage sales. And a little word of advice, don't put the same shit out every weekend. Eventually all of the good stuff will have been picked through and you're left with a bunch of trash nobody wants. Maybe insted of dragging it back in the garage Sunday night you may want to consider dragging it the other way. To the curb.

I'm just saying.

Saturday, June 05, 2010


I saw this video on Tosh.0 the other night and cracked up laughing. I love how he shakes the can to get the fire out and ends up lighting the whole porch on fire.

While searching for the above video I also ran across this little gem. I'm so glad I've grown older and wiser than these kids.