Apologies…
So much, so much since our last visit. Sorry. Sorry. I know I’ll never attract a regular readership if I don’t deliver content regularly. I’m trying. For starters, I am now paying myself to write. Twenty bucks an hour is what I make. So now, if I want to buy some stupid bullshit, I have to WORK for it. Food and drink fall under Countrywide’s umbrella, but new messenger bags with built-in laptop holder area ($160.00, Timbuktu.com) will have to be earned. Speaking of which, I got a laptop.
Meet my MacBook.
Haven’t named her yet. While I did not write for the money to buy it (the write for $ program being fairly new), the MacBook was needed. Now I can write and edit video on the go. I’m hoping this leads to more writing and editing of video. If not, all I have is an $1100 porn machine. Also, I got Microsoft Word and FinalCut Pro, the latter being a badass program for editing video. Plus, it came with this program that lets you distort your face and then take a picture. Some examples:
At any rate, let’s get into what’s gone down since the last time I talked at you. For starters, it snowed here. Yeah, snow. Here's photographic evidence. My car was as shocked as I was.
More exciting: I took a trip to San Diego for Chef’s birthday. It was a great time, and many people came to the BBQ that Monica was awesome enough to throw for him (us). Everyone seemed to enjoy Chef as much as he enjoyed himself. I love my Papa so much and I love it when he is tearing it up and having a good time despite the fact that he can’t drink anymore. He faked it well, with the non-alcoholic beer and all. Not quite sure if he smoked any dope or not. It was certainly offered to him.
As an added bonus, The Wrong Trousers played a few songs for the group, Trent got in there with his guitar as well, and for a little while there, I forgot that when the weekend was over, I had a desk job in Texas to get back to.
Speaking of the Trousers, they played a show after they left the BBQ and a fringe group of us took off the check them out while the hard core boozers and smokers held down the fort. The show was intimate and awesome. I got some of it on tape, the highlight being Joe busting out a badass bluegrass mandolin flourish. The coolness comes 28 seconds n to this clip. Observe:
Sweet.
I forgot to mention the night I arrived! Got into town, went right to Sushi Deli for dinner with my old roomie Jason, and Rufino, my longtime friend, who shares a birthday with Chef. A few more people showed up, sushi was great, and afterward we went to Bluefoot to join a large group there celebrating Tim’s birthday. It was a blast. Got tossed, made it back to the hotel room, where a few of us drunks talked the night away.
Next day went out on the boat with Captain Todd and Mike.
That night was the BBQ (previously discussed). Spent a couple of days in Palm Springs with Chef, and then had a nice lunch at the Prado before I left for Dallas.
Lunch at the Prado was a virtual who’s-who of ex-employees. Myself, Shandra, Shaheen, and Ali, as well as Shandra’s family. It was a fantastic meal, as always.
After another tearful goodbye to he city I love, I hopped on a plane and headed back to Dallas, where I had a lot of crap to deal with…
Until next time…
