Friday, April 18, 2008

Nan, Nan, Nan Goodbye

Man, was he the biggest idiot of all times? Making fun of Jason for trusting people to keep their word and not voting him out. Didn't he trust his alliance not to vote him out - dumbest mistake in Survivor history?

Buh, Bye! Yeah, I'm a little addicted.

Friday, April 04, 2008

A Good Day to Lay Around

At work, we finally had the big event that was a smashing success, if I do say so myself. Last Wednesday was the event and we've spent the last week wrapping things up. Writing thank yous, tabulating total attendance, creating an aftermath survey. Yesterday, I sent out the email announcing the survey, so today I took the day off to lay around and do nothing.

I do have to tell you about my wonderful adventure last Friday. I was headed to a Social Security Training, it is training I need to be able to write about it but not something I am totally excited about. The training was being held at our training center on the southeast side of the city. As I am driving to the training, I look at the map and discover I have taken the wrong Dallas exit and was rather irritated with my self when I notice in my rear view mirror is a highway trooper with his lights on.

So I pulled over to learn that my license plate 2008 decal has been stolen. Mr. Trooper writes me a warning for the decal but gives me a ticket for the lack of insurance verification. Yeah, I was that stupid to not have my insurance slip in the car.

Okay, crap! That's what I thought and went on to my training, which I was now 20 minutes late for. Then [yes, there's more] I leave training and notice that my back drivers side tire is very low. Crap again, I decide that I had better get this checked out before the weekend and I had better not get on the highway. I decide that the only tire place I know and trust is on Portland and N.W. 23rd and I am on Robinson and S.E. 59th.

Off I go, nervous and a little scared the tire won't hold. Then [yes, another then] a little red light comes on on my dashboard - "check gauges." I am out of gas. In all my traumas I had failed to notice that I was low on gas. The problem is that the part of town I am in only has those scary gas stations that only have one pump and the building looks like its a hairs breath away from condemnation. Now, I am worried that the tire won't hold and I'll run out of gas. Finally, around May and S.W. 29 I find a 7-11 with 8 or 9 pumps with credit cards accepted at the pumps. Whew...now just to make it to the tire shop.

I did. When they get the tire off, however, they discover that the small hole that needs to be patched is too close to the other patch and that I have to have a new tire. At that point the day was just too funny and this news was par for the course!

Enough for now...