Cold Turkey

So I got up this morning and got dressed to go to the airport... Wait I should start before that.

I spent the morning at work just trying to pass the day away. One cool thing I did was put up the Christmas tree. Yesterday the manager told me to do it on Sunday if there was any free time. I said, "Oh, it's a guy thing. Since I am the only guy in the branch I have to put up the tree." She looked at me and said, "Yes it is." Well I spent a couple of hours putting up the tree. I also spent a couple of hours being told what to do by the four women in the bank. "Why are your putting the lights on like that." "There"s a bare spot on the tree." "There's not enough red on the this side of the tree." I'm feeling an OJ Simpson crime coming on... I'm thinking 20 hours until my plane leaves.

Last light I was supposed to hang out with my friends one last time before my trip. Well I could not go up to see them because they were way up north and I would have to drive back home at two in the morning and then wake up at five. That's ok I was at home watching the History Channel. They had this thing about engineering disasters. It was very interesting. Apparently in the city of Niagara Falls there is this area called Love Canal, I love the name by the way, where a major industrial company proceeded to dump thousands of pounds of waist material. Well the whole thing was cool about how they are now trying to clean up the area and everything. What was interesting about this was that because of this site the government passed legislation that would create so called Superfund sites that would specialize in such clean up process. While I was watching this I got the news that my friends and I were not going to hang out. While I was watching this I got so depressed. There were only twelve hours until I left.

I listened to Leonard Cohen one last time. I thought about how I crashed my car on Central Highway. At home I finished all my work that I had to do. I finished all my laundry and I wrote a letter. It's one of those, "In Case Anything Happens To Me..." letters. Went to bed at three in the morning. Five hours until I leave...

My phone wakes me up in the morning and for anyone who has had the misfortune of hearing the phone at ANY time of the day knows that, at the very least it's irritating.

I stumble out of bed and get dress with my prearranged outfit. Then go down stairs to watch TV. I mean, I go down stairs to wait for my parents to get ready. It was very nice of them to give me a ride to the airport but during the trip I was in trouble. My mother is going.... "You are driving too fast." "Stay to the right, Stay to the right." "Don't follow so closely." She would scream every five minutes when my father would stop to short. Now that I think about it, it's funny as hell but at the time it was far from funny. One hour until the plane leaves.

I thought my parents would just down the palisades and cross the bridge but no we went across the TZ and than we took the Hutchinson/Merit Parkway exit down to the airport.

Well at the airport I see this girl and all I can think is... "I hope she is on my plane." I check in and everything. After being told where to go incorrectly, once, we finally found the place to the luggage drop of spot. You should have heard the security guy. "No you are going the wrong way... Well it does not matter what he told you... Well he told you the wrong way... Well I'm telling you the right way." I said, "Well alright then..." Let me tell you with such an affirmative attitude I am going to feel safer about my plane ride. By this time my parents were on full drive me crazy mode. But when I crossed the barrier of ticket holders only I realized that I was going to miss them. I love those two crazies. 15 Minutes until take off.

I sit down and I watch the people outside throw our luggage into the plane. Boy was I worried. The plane taxis out of the runway and out of nowhere it starts down the runway. I watch the ground and I finally got that going away feeling. When the wheels lifted off the ground and I could not feel the ground racing underneath us I finally thought about goodbyes. Then the strangest thing was when I the world beneath us was disappearing through the clouds. It was like the world where I used to live was no more.


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Left Over Turkey Stories...

I woke up way too early to be awake on my day off. But that's ok I was looking forward to stuffing my face. I came home yesterday and my mother had put new plastic containers. So I started packing some of my stuff nice and need into the containers. I Most of the loose stuff is all in boxes and my room looks so clean. I also vacuumed. Now I know that my room was not that dirty but when the vacuum stopped sucking up dirt I know that that something was awry. I looked at the vacuum to look at the meter that told me whether or not I should change the bag. There are levels of full. There is empty, medium and full. It was on level: Obese. I swear when I opened up the vacuum I thought someone had sucked up a Groundhog into the machine. I changed the bag and continued on my mission of cleaning my room. I was sweating so much I quickly went to take a shower when I was done. I finally tried on my new outfit. It was fucking awesome. Vintage jeans with some Air Walks were the bottom of the piece. I had a brand new Van-Heusen Dress shirt that was red and brown pin stripes. I wore the button down shirt with the top button open and a skin tight red t-shirt underneath. My big Fossil watch on my wrist and a necklace were the accessories. Then to top off the outfit I put on a black suit jacket. Not a sports coat. I wanted a suit jacket. Pictures to come...

I drove my sister to the house were my family was having thanksgiving feast. We listened to The Doors the whole time. I love a nine year old that appreciates the wonders of Jim Morrison. The rest of the ride was great.

Once we arrived where we were going I sat down and took a nap on the couch. I was that tired. I stayed at JCPenney's until 11PM on Wednesday. I bought some luggage for my trip. I think I said that already. The worst part about it was having to park in the J Lot. Of all days... I probably would have jumped of the cliff into the oncoming traffic of East bound 287 I was so depressed. I remember when I first started working at Penney's I could not spell it right and I would spell it Penny. But anyway. Someone from Penney's gave me a ride to my car. The best part was that I realized that I could turn my car on from the A lot all the way to the J lot. I love my remote starter. I stayed in the parking lot for a while and listened to some Cohen... That is a great idea... I'm depressed so I listen to some depressing music.

Anyhow... I was tired... After my nap we went to eat. I ate and ate and ate. I was so full. We played video games for a while... we also played Go. That's the name of the game. It's a Japanese game. Personally I think it's called that because you are always screaming go at the other person when they are taking too long to make their move.

Well anyway... We ate and ate. Then like I promised I went to another friends house where I ate some more. I'm not kidding. I was already stuffed like like cheerleader on homecoming.... well maybe not like that... but I was stuffed none the less. Well then I go to another friends house where I am fed some more. I have pie. More Pie. Pie rules.

I go back to the second house I visited were my friends and I proceeded to play Monopoly. I refused to be the bank. It's my day off damn it. I don't want to handle money. Not even in a game. Well in an attempt to break every anti-trust law on the books I buy Park Place for $735.00. I ended up loosing though. Oh well... Now I am trying to make my own Monopoly game.

Last words from a comedian: Turkey... just be your self... anyone with five fingers can draw you.


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Movies, Laundry, and Depression

I got my dry cleaning today. 22 dress shirts and 9 pairs of pants. Don't ask me how I ever had all that stuff but now it is back and ready to go. Most of my female friends stated that they don't even have that much stuff at once let alone that much stuff to take to the dry cleaners with enough left over to wear. What can I say... I dress to impress. While I was putting that stuff away I was watching the movie Hackers. Man I love that movie. I remember I got it for my 18th birthday and now that I have seen it again I probably won't watch it again for a while. While I watched the movie I closed my eyes for a minute and could imagine the sea... don't ask.

I was weird watching the movie. I was starting to organize my clothes so I can begin to pack for California. I bought luggage at the store today. Unfortunately I don't think it will fit too much of my luggage. I bought a new tie. It's red and silver. It's one of those awesome reds that the screams "pay attention to me." The kind that you wear for no other reason but eye candy... I know I'm sick.

Peace out on Turkey Day


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The Child Of My Dreams

Ok so I have not really posted in a while but I had this dream that I thought that some might find interesting.

So I am going out to California in a couple of weeks. So I was having a dream about the person who I am going to visit in California. This is all while he was still living in New Jersey. He was a single man at the time and for some reason we were at the mall and some how he was given a boy. I say it like that because I really do not remember the child being adopted. One of the things I remember is that the boy was standing there in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. His copper skin was shinning under the ugly lighting of the mall. His thin black, mop hair cut was perfect. His t-shirt was ruffled but his hair was perfect. He had that hair that no matter how much you played with it, no matter how much he shook his head his hair still fell down perfectly. Well for a while after that I spent so much time with the boy helping my friend with everything. After a while my friend had to move so he asked me to hold on to the boy. I know that is not the right phrase for a child but for some reason that is how I remember the dream. Then I remember raising the boy for months. The last thing I remember was being at the gym with another friend of mine. You should have heard me bragging about how my son had being doing all this stuff. How he could run really fast and how well he was doing in school...

I really did not think I wanted kids but now I am not so sure. But I think I would make a good dad don’t you. I know how to skip stones, make a whistle out of a blade of grass, I can whistle with the top part of an acorn. I can throw a boomerang. That’s a cool dad thing isn’t it?

As time goes by I wonder who I am more and more...


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Guess Who's Back

Ok So I think I am going to turn this picture thing into a Friday regular. I am not sure though. I know a lot of people liked the last one. But only one of you managed to reply to it. Come on people you have to reply to the post if you think it's funny. Lets not kid ourselves I am doing this for the attention...

So I have been working at the bank for some time now and I think I like it.
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Sometimes it can be stressful but as long as you keep a positive attitude and a clear mind everything will be ok.
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If not, things could go slightly wrong. I was $20.00's short the other day.
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During lunch I called Fish since I was feeling so defeated.
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I like the people that I work with. We are all hard workers.
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But sometimes it can be so stressful. Today as I was leaving work I had no one to talk to about my major cigarette withdrawal.
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I like learning all about money and the anti-counterfeiting techniques.
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The other day I had dinner with my parents tonight for the first time in a long while. We had steak.
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But we ended up talking about religion. Not a good idea if you know how I feel about it.
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I take a more relaxed view on Christianity
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At least a more "appealing" view of religious figures.
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My mother does not believe that one can be a good person without god. Apparently you can not be a good person just for the sake of being good.
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I finished watching DS9 Season 6 Damn thats a great show from the past.
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This last week things have been going really well. All of that makes me happy.
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But instead I sat on my ass and watched great TV. Two people will get this.
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But on the subject of Star... I watched the original Star Wars Trilogy the other day on DVD.
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There are some very interesting never before seen footage on the DVD's.
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I guess I should talk about why I have been gone for so long. I just have not felt really productive.
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I have been gone for so long. I did not get to say something funny about Halloween.
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Don't even get me started on the election. (Picture Not Safe For Work)
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God Damn Red States
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This might have been the voice of America but let me tell you that voice sounded 'Corky' Thatcher from Life Goes On. Lets face it Bush is not the smartest person in the world.
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Wait that is not the picture I was thinking of.
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Well whatever Bush still has things to do while in office. Here is the proof.
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Plus it was very hard to take the other guy seriously.
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Oh well with the advise from my parents I am just going to listen to the voice of the Lord.
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