We had a death in the family. It has been hard.
While it was not a complete shock, somethings were just meant to live a short time, it was still jarring.
31 is such a young age...but if done right, the 31 can be very, very rewarding.
Everyday that we were together was wonderful.
Strength and flavor...those would be the words that I would use to describe him.
31 months for a coffee pot is just too short a life.
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I bought o'l Jimmy the Coffee Pot when I moved to VA. The day after Thanksgiving 2007.
He was on a center cap at Walmart. A Black Friday Special. Four bucks.
Yes, I bought Jimmy for $4.
And he brought me 31 months of flavor...robust, full bodied flavor. He brought me strength...the kind you can only find with a good Kenyan or Cuban cup. Not the steroid induced, Turkish style.
He was Mr. Reliable...for only $4.
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We went through our Dunkin Doughnuts faze...it only lasted one bag and I am ashamed. Sorta like the Flock of Seagulls faze so many of my friends went through.
We went through our "Last Resort" mornings...you know, where you wake up and are out of coffee, but you really want something so you use the hotel coffee from last December.
We went through the expensive, Craft Kenyan time. Wow that was a lot of fun and we both loved it, but like driving a BMW, it is fun while you do it, but then you realize that it costs way more than things should.
And when he died, we were in the midst of a Cuban Love Affair. Ahhhh, the supple flavor, the smokey finish, the tan body...Yes, I am talking about coffee.
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I will miss O'l Jimmy...yes, he has already been replaced with a fancier model. This one even has a timer so I wake up to the best smell when waking up.
So, maybe I won't miss him, but I am sure there will be times, the quiet times, where O'l Jimmy sneaks back into my thoughts. When I see a plain white coffee maker or when I drink coffee at a diner.
Until then, Rest In Peace dear Jimmy. Rest in Peace.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Einstein Could Not Spell Either
A door opens and an 8 year old Nicholas yells out "Dad, how do you spell fighting?"
"F-I-G-H-T-I-N-G" came the quick reply.
A door slams and off Nicholas runs to write whatever it was that he was creating.
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It was never that easy for me.
"How do you spell..." questions were answered with a quick "You know where the dictionary is."
I stopped asking and started guessing. I am not sure that was the parenting technique that I will emulate because to this day, I can't spell very well...but I am a frigg'n wiz with the dictionary!
"F-I-G-H-T-I-N-G" came the quick reply.
A door slams and off Nicholas runs to write whatever it was that he was creating.
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It was never that easy for me.
"How do you spell..." questions were answered with a quick "You know where the dictionary is."
I stopped asking and started guessing. I am not sure that was the parenting technique that I will emulate because to this day, I can't spell very well...but I am a frigg'n wiz with the dictionary!
Saturday, August 21, 2010
The Land Barron
Owning a yard is work...
When we moved to KC, I wanted to be a Land Barron. No small back-yard was going to do it for me.
No sir. I needed land. Big tracks of land for frolicking and rolling. A huge expanse where I can stand at my door and say in my loud, booming, radio announcer voice:
"ALL THAT I SEE IS MINE!"
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Now, I own my little plot of land...3/4ths of an acre actually.
It is big, but not quite as big as I imagined.
But, I got to say...when I stand at my door, usually it is a whimper coming out of my mouth...
"All that I see needs, mowing and weeding and trimming and watering and fertilizing and picking and cutting and piling and, well, work."
Gone is the booming voice. Gone is the desire to own large swaths of land. Gone is the proud thought of being a Land Barron.
And all that took its place is work.
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Is it bad that in some way I miss the apartment living?
When we moved to KC, I wanted to be a Land Barron. No small back-yard was going to do it for me.
No sir. I needed land. Big tracks of land for frolicking and rolling. A huge expanse where I can stand at my door and say in my loud, booming, radio announcer voice:
"ALL THAT I SEE IS MINE!"
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Now, I own my little plot of land...3/4ths of an acre actually.
It is big, but not quite as big as I imagined.
But, I got to say...when I stand at my door, usually it is a whimper coming out of my mouth...
"All that I see needs, mowing and weeding and trimming and watering and fertilizing and picking and cutting and piling and, well, work."
Gone is the booming voice. Gone is the desire to own large swaths of land. Gone is the proud thought of being a Land Barron.
And all that took its place is work.
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Is it bad that in some way I miss the apartment living?
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Bogart is the Prophet
We were playing cards the other night with some neighbors. Their twelve year old son was hanging out with us.
We were all discussing music, girls and Costco.
Since we have moved in, we have converted our neighbors into Costco people. They bought into our incessent talk about the "Happiest Place on Earth" and how wonderful it is there.
The son has decided that he also loves it there and during our conversation he said:
"I feel like Costco is becoming my religion and Bogart is my prophet."
We were all discussing music, girls and Costco.
Since we have moved in, we have converted our neighbors into Costco people. They bought into our incessent talk about the "Happiest Place on Earth" and how wonderful it is there.
The son has decided that he also loves it there and during our conversation he said:
"I feel like Costco is becoming my religion and Bogart is my prophet."
Friday, August 6, 2010
Tax on the Stupid
I don't like the lotto. I think it is a tax on the Mathematically Stupid. I think it disproportionally punishes the uneducated and poor. It is nothing more than state sanctioned gambling hiding behind the idea that it is "for the kids".
Yet, every week I put $1 into a pool with 3 other Directors at work and play the Powerball.
Why? That is a good question. I am sure we are not going to win. I know that we are lucky to match one number, let alone all 6.
And yet I can't be left out. Like those stupid commercials say, "You Never Know".
What happens if...well, I would be left at my company, the only senior guy, left to run the 3 businesses that the others left behind. I have enough work to do without having to be the guy picking up the pieces behind those that would do doughnuts in the parking lot after striking it rich.
Why do I play? Well, because it is fun to spend 5 minutes each week talking about what would be different if we won. How Rich would pull his car into the driveway outside of Jim's office, throw his office keys and badge through the window attached to a brick, yell something like "Its been a great ride!!" and then burnout all the way from the building to the street. Or how TB would just call in and say "Good Luck everyone!" Or even the Goldman...he says he would just quietly not show up. It is fun to talk about those things.
Why do I play? Because it is pretty funny to watch the people that work for us spend 10-mins each week trying to figure out why their bosses keep handing $1 bills to each other. One of them figured it out and then asked what would happen if the four of us won. "There would be some career opportunities for many of you." we responded...her face went ghostly white. It was so cool!
The lotto is a stupid waste of money. I am just handing money to the gas station and getting nothing in return. It is a tax on the stupid.
And yet, all four of us high-fived when we won $4 this week. FOUR BUCKS!!!
Yes, I am a lotto winner.
And I already tossed my buck in for next week.
Yet, every week I put $1 into a pool with 3 other Directors at work and play the Powerball.
Why? That is a good question. I am sure we are not going to win. I know that we are lucky to match one number, let alone all 6.
And yet I can't be left out. Like those stupid commercials say, "You Never Know".
What happens if...well, I would be left at my company, the only senior guy, left to run the 3 businesses that the others left behind. I have enough work to do without having to be the guy picking up the pieces behind those that would do doughnuts in the parking lot after striking it rich.
Why do I play? Well, because it is fun to spend 5 minutes each week talking about what would be different if we won. How Rich would pull his car into the driveway outside of Jim's office, throw his office keys and badge through the window attached to a brick, yell something like "Its been a great ride!!" and then burnout all the way from the building to the street. Or how TB would just call in and say "Good Luck everyone!" Or even the Goldman...he says he would just quietly not show up. It is fun to talk about those things.
Why do I play? Because it is pretty funny to watch the people that work for us spend 10-mins each week trying to figure out why their bosses keep handing $1 bills to each other. One of them figured it out and then asked what would happen if the four of us won. "There would be some career opportunities for many of you." we responded...her face went ghostly white. It was so cool!
The lotto is a stupid waste of money. I am just handing money to the gas station and getting nothing in return. It is a tax on the stupid.
And yet, all four of us high-fived when we won $4 this week. FOUR BUCKS!!!
Yes, I am a lotto winner.
And I already tossed my buck in for next week.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Don't Call Me Lady
Disturbed and rough...
Gifted and brilliant...
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Sometimes, the concert is good, but the encore better. That was the case last night.
Every one of the hits, plus a couple more from the upcoming album...including a ballad about a strapping young lad from Nebraska.
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Beautiful and stunning...
Bloody and rough...
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Totally stoked that an artist would mention Jesus in a positive way, but was feeling like there were parts that were offensive. Yes, Jesus loves everyone, even "uglies and gays"...but somehow it was framed in a way that was not quite comfortable.
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Troubling and confusing...
Enjoyable and entertaining...
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Lady Gaga puts on a great show...yes, it is disturbing and we sat dumbfounded a few times, but that girl is gifted. She is someone who has a clear sense of who her "Character" is and makes no apologies about it. I guess I can respect it...well, I can at least enjoy rocking out to the music!
Would I pay to go see her again? Maybe...no, probably...well, depends on how much.
Will I buy her new album? No doubt.
Am I going to listen to Fame Monster for the 4th time in 2 days? You can count on it.
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And I would be remiss if I did not mention how hot my wife looked last night...are you kidding me?
Freak'n smok'n!
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Gifted and brilliant...
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Sometimes, the concert is good, but the encore better. That was the case last night.
Every one of the hits, plus a couple more from the upcoming album...including a ballad about a strapping young lad from Nebraska.
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Beautiful and stunning...
Bloody and rough...
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Totally stoked that an artist would mention Jesus in a positive way, but was feeling like there were parts that were offensive. Yes, Jesus loves everyone, even "uglies and gays"...but somehow it was framed in a way that was not quite comfortable.
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Troubling and confusing...
Enjoyable and entertaining...
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Lady Gaga puts on a great show...yes, it is disturbing and we sat dumbfounded a few times, but that girl is gifted. She is someone who has a clear sense of who her "Character" is and makes no apologies about it. I guess I can respect it...well, I can at least enjoy rocking out to the music!
Would I pay to go see her again? Maybe...no, probably...well, depends on how much.
Will I buy her new album? No doubt.
Am I going to listen to Fame Monster for the 4th time in 2 days? You can count on it.
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And I would be remiss if I did not mention how hot my wife looked last night...are you kidding me?
Freak'n smok'n!
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Oh, you want to know about the costumes? There were some, not as many as we had hoped, but there were some memorable ones!!!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Misunderestimated
Life in the Middle has really been eye opening. I did not expect a “Fly-Over” to have much to offer, but I was oh-so wrong.
Yes, I miss the beaches…I still hate bugs…I still really hate humidity.
But KC is pretty sweet.
The food has been surprisingly good. I have found that I have a love of all things KC BBQ. There is a cool, little Thai place a couple miles from home. I have even found an authentic Mexican food place that I would put up against almost any in San Diego
The arts scene is really good.
All the top acts come here (I am going to see Lady Gaga next Tuesday and even saw Conan O’Brien on his recent “Legally not allowed to be funny on TV” tour). The art museums are really quality and the nightlife is solid.
The people are amazing.
I had always heard about “Minnesota Nice” and “Southern Hospitality”, but I will put the people who live in the middle against anyone in terms of niceness and hospitality. When the cashier at the store asks “how are you doing?” it is clear that they really want to know.
I underestimated the middle.
I like it here.
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But I still miss San Diego
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
My New Car
I bought a new car.
Well, new to me at least.
A sparkling (that is subject to interpretation) new (I use that term loosely) 1994 Toyota Pick-up.
The bumper is rusted…I don’t think it could tow me if I were tied to it…and the hood and roof look as if it has vitiligo.
But the tires are in good shape, the truck bed has a nice liner and the engine runs like a champ.
It is perfect for runs to Home Depot…critical when you buy a house that was built 18 years ago and has been neglected the last two…it is perfect for camping…it is perfect for driving in hail storms.
Sure, it is small…like really, really small. No extra cab, no reclining seats.
I pull up next to a Ford Ranger and I have size envy.
But it represents everything my pops taught me about cars.
- Consumer Reports loves them
- It has been well maintained (I even have receipts for oil changes dating back to my freshman year of college!)
- It did not cost much
I even called pops the day I bought it and told him that he would be so proud of me.
Sure, I have to sneak in and out of my neighborhood because I don’t think the HOA lets people who live there drive such a car. Yes, I get very weird glances when I pull into the parking lot at work.
I have even been asked if I am having money problems since this was my “New Car”.But I love it. It is perfect for what I need.
And if I am lucky, my first born will drive it when he/she turns 16. How cool will that be?
Monday, July 26, 2010
I Don't Want Tiffany's...I Want A Blog
"Well, do you prefer the ring or the necklace...or do you really 'need' them both?"
"I don't know."
"How am I supposed to decide what to get you for your birthday if you don't tell me? You have never asked for anything and this year you did. So, I want to make sure you get what you want. What my baby wants, my baby gets."
"I don't know."
"Babe, I love you, but help me out a bit here. What do you want?"
"You know what I want? I want you to start blogging again. I miss it. I miss reading what you have to say. I miss reading about us and you and the things that we do."
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So yes, after an absence a little longer than I originally anticipated, I am back...it just took C's birthday to spur me on.
I have so much to write about. Adjusting to "Life in the Middle", buying the new house, being a Land Barron, gourmet bacon and owning a farm.
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So, do you like the new title? We ran the little contest and while we got a number of suggestions, it was Claire that ultimately came up with the winning name.
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Yes, I missed you guys. It is good to be back.
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Oh and babe...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I am so blessed to have you in my life.
"I don't know."
"How am I supposed to decide what to get you for your birthday if you don't tell me? You have never asked for anything and this year you did. So, I want to make sure you get what you want. What my baby wants, my baby gets."
"I don't know."
"Babe, I love you, but help me out a bit here. What do you want?"
"You know what I want? I want you to start blogging again. I miss it. I miss reading what you have to say. I miss reading about us and you and the things that we do."
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So yes, after an absence a little longer than I originally anticipated, I am back...it just took C's birthday to spur me on.
I have so much to write about. Adjusting to "Life in the Middle", buying the new house, being a Land Barron, gourmet bacon and owning a farm.
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So, do you like the new title? We ran the little contest and while we got a number of suggestions, it was Claire that ultimately came up with the winning name.
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Yes, I missed you guys. It is good to be back.
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Oh and babe...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I am so blessed to have you in my life.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Remembering Mandy
It has been 10 years...and I still think about her. I wrote about it back in 2008. Thought a repost was due...Click on over and share it with me.
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Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Bogart out of P-Towne
Okay...so we are starting to get settled in.
We close on the house Monday. We have a little work to do on the house before we move in (painting walls and stripping wall paper), but we are so stoked to do it.
By that I mean, we are writing a check to someone to take care of it for us.
We also have some moving to do and unpacking...
Again, that will mostly mean sitting back and watching the movers open boxes and put stuff where we tell them.
But we will be buying furniture, tv's and tools for the manly things I need to do now that I am a homeowner again.
During the next couple of weeks, I will be stepping away from the blog. Getting it ready for the new roll-out and new name.
We will be back, better than ever after we get back from our Dive Trip May 19-23 to the Florida Keys.
In the meantime, I highly recommend you check out these wonderful blogs:
Poop and Boogies <-- My bloggin' man crush
Eating in South Louisiana <--Hungry...you will be after checking them out
The Maiden Metallurgist <-- So Chic yet so work with your hands
BSing with Friends <-- My far left HS buddy that will argue politics with me
FDKG <-- Can be lol funny
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See you in a couple weeks!
We close on the house Monday. We have a little work to do on the house before we move in (painting walls and stripping wall paper), but we are so stoked to do it.
By that I mean, we are writing a check to someone to take care of it for us.
We also have some moving to do and unpacking...
Again, that will mostly mean sitting back and watching the movers open boxes and put stuff where we tell them.
But we will be buying furniture, tv's and tools for the manly things I need to do now that I am a homeowner again.
During the next couple of weeks, I will be stepping away from the blog. Getting it ready for the new roll-out and new name.
We will be back, better than ever after we get back from our Dive Trip May 19-23 to the Florida Keys.
In the meantime, I highly recommend you check out these wonderful blogs:
Poop and Boogies <-- My bloggin' man crush
Eating in South Louisiana <--Hungry...you will be after checking them out
The Maiden Metallurgist <-- So Chic yet so work with your hands
BSing with Friends <-- My far left HS buddy that will argue politics with me
FDKG <-- Can be lol funny
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See you in a couple weeks!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Red House
I love this commercial...I have watched it 4 or 5 times and I crack up every time...how can I not share this?
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Wasps, Dinner Discussion and the Blog Name
Claire and I staying in a 1 bedroom, postage stamp apartment has been nice. It is a good change from the 1500 miles that have separated us over the better part of the last 6 months. Sure, it is different to be sitting on the bed, putting on our shoes and being able to practically slap my wife's butt while she is standing in the kitchen, but it is nice to be together.
The wasp infestation on the balcony caused some consternation for me...clearly not an issue for Claire. I wanted the slider shut, the blinds closed and would constantly be checking the seals of the door to make sure that no wasp could find its way in. Claire would open the slider the moment I left home and spent the entire day with it open, trusting the screen to hold off the enemy invasion.
Yet another stark contrast between my upbringing in 75 degrees and sunny, no bugs, no humidity San Diego and her's with 90% humidity, bugs the size of Texas and heat that melts your face off.
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We were eating dinner last night with some people from work. One of the gals with us told the following story:
"The last time my father whooped me was when I was 17 years old. I told a teacher to 'KISS MY @$$'. He got me good with the belt. My mom, just sat and cried. All she said through her tears was 'I don't understand why you would invite that man to your butt.'"
It may have taken a few seconds for it to sink in, but it really was one of the funniest lines I have heard in a while.
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We will hold a little vote later this week to rename the blog and the winning name will be chosen. Any last minute entries are welcome.
The wasp infestation on the balcony caused some consternation for me...clearly not an issue for Claire. I wanted the slider shut, the blinds closed and would constantly be checking the seals of the door to make sure that no wasp could find its way in. Claire would open the slider the moment I left home and spent the entire day with it open, trusting the screen to hold off the enemy invasion.
Yet another stark contrast between my upbringing in 75 degrees and sunny, no bugs, no humidity San Diego and her's with 90% humidity, bugs the size of Texas and heat that melts your face off.
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We were eating dinner last night with some people from work. One of the gals with us told the following story:
"The last time my father whooped me was when I was 17 years old. I told a teacher to 'KISS MY @$$'. He got me good with the belt. My mom, just sat and cried. All she said through her tears was 'I don't understand why you would invite that man to your butt.'"
It may have taken a few seconds for it to sink in, but it really was one of the funniest lines I have heard in a while.
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We will hold a little vote later this week to rename the blog and the winning name will be chosen. Any last minute entries are welcome.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Blogg'n Cause of Julia Child
Claire and I were watching Julie and Julia this evening...It was a very cute movie. Especially the back story about blogging. Made me want to jump on here and check-in...so I did.
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The movie also made me excited to cook again. Claire and I are currently under contract to purchase a home and it has a wonderful kitchen, including a GAS STOVE!!!!
Oh the things I will cook.
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Did I mention the house has a deck...a deck for a GRILL!!! Have not had one of those for the past 3 years...man do I miss grilling peaches, pineapples, rib-eye's, burgers, tortillas, avocados, clams and pretty much anything else I can get my hands on.
Oh the things I will cook.
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We discovered Whole Fruit sorbet this week. Wow-wee good.
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Happy Tax Day Y'all
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The movie also made me excited to cook again. Claire and I are currently under contract to purchase a home and it has a wonderful kitchen, including a GAS STOVE!!!!
Oh the things I will cook.
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Did I mention the house has a deck...a deck for a GRILL!!! Have not had one of those for the past 3 years...man do I miss grilling peaches, pineapples, rib-eye's, burgers, tortillas, avocados, clams and pretty much anything else I can get my hands on.
Oh the things I will cook.
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We discovered Whole Fruit sorbet this week. Wow-wee good.
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Happy Tax Day Y'all
Monday, April 12, 2010
Loving Her Man
Was walking through the atrium at work this morning.
I passed two of our employees talking.
As I walked past I hear:
What did you do this weekend?
Well, Friday was Brandon's birthday and I had not gotten him anything, so on the way home, I ordered him a stripper. It was a lot of fun.
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Stay classy Kansas City.
I passed two of our employees talking.
As I walked past I hear:
What did you do this weekend?
Well, Friday was Brandon's birthday and I had not gotten him anything, so on the way home, I ordered him a stripper. It was a lot of fun.
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Stay classy Kansas City.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
World of Cool -- Detroit Edition
I flew to Detroit for the weekend.
It really is a beautiful place outside of the city.
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What does a 33 year old man eat when he is on the road, in a city he does not know, hanging out? Burgers of course.
Last night had a rock'n one at Wolfgang Puck...It was with grilled onions and was served on Brioche. Fantastic.
For breakfast, I got a cup of coffee and a McDouble at the Golden Arches. Is that a bad thing?
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Heading to the Tigers game today by myself. It is really indicative of my entire trip.
This weekend was planned 2 months ago. Arranged to spend the weekend with friends and I bought the airline ticket. They went out, purchased Tigers tickets for the weekend, planned some golf and started preparations for a guys weekend.
Then, about a month ago, I get a call. "Hey Bogart, it's Jeff. Bad news buddy. My wife and I got our wires crossed. I am in Florida with the family that week, including the weekend. I am really sorry."
No problem. My other buddy Robert is up here. Will hang with him...Yea, no. Robert and family is going with.
That is okay. I had a back-up-back-up...I called Deb. We scheduled to meet up at a tailgate party, go to the game and then dinner. Sounds like a good Saturday.
Got a text this morning at 10am...as I was walking out the door.
"Bogart. Personal emergency. Won't be able to make it today."
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So, I am hanging at a M'cky D's, eating a McDouble and writing a blog.
Yup. I live in a world of coolness!
It really is a beautiful place outside of the city.
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What does a 33 year old man eat when he is on the road, in a city he does not know, hanging out? Burgers of course.
Last night had a rock'n one at Wolfgang Puck...It was with grilled onions and was served on Brioche. Fantastic.
For breakfast, I got a cup of coffee and a McDouble at the Golden Arches. Is that a bad thing?
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Heading to the Tigers game today by myself. It is really indicative of my entire trip.
This weekend was planned 2 months ago. Arranged to spend the weekend with friends and I bought the airline ticket. They went out, purchased Tigers tickets for the weekend, planned some golf and started preparations for a guys weekend.
Then, about a month ago, I get a call. "Hey Bogart, it's Jeff. Bad news buddy. My wife and I got our wires crossed. I am in Florida with the family that week, including the weekend. I am really sorry."
No problem. My other buddy Robert is up here. Will hang with him...Yea, no. Robert and family is going with.
That is okay. I had a back-up-back-up...I called Deb. We scheduled to meet up at a tailgate party, go to the game and then dinner. Sounds like a good Saturday.
Got a text this morning at 10am...as I was walking out the door.
"Bogart. Personal emergency. Won't be able to make it today."
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So, I am hanging at a M'cky D's, eating a McDouble and writing a blog.
Yup. I live in a world of coolness!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Personal Thoughts Out Loud
File this under...Keep your thoughts to yourself...
As I walked into the restroom at the office the other day, an older gentlemen held the door for me and then proceeded to the urinal next to mine.
As I finished, I walked over to the sink and heard him grunting a bit.
He was clearly struggling to squeeze it out.
I made for the door and he was still at the urinal, having a tough time.
I mumbled "Yup, peeing is a young man's game."
As I walked into the restroom at the office the other day, an older gentlemen held the door for me and then proceeded to the urinal next to mine.
As I finished, I walked over to the sink and heard him grunting a bit.
He was clearly struggling to squeeze it out.
I made for the door and he was still at the urinal, having a tough time.
I mumbled "Yup, peeing is a young man's game."
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The New Place
All moved in...into the Execustay. It is a 1-bedroom place, that is the same size as the living room in my old place. No, I am not exaggerating.
But there are some nice things about it...first, it is free to me. Nice relo-package, eh? Second, while the kitchen is smaller than my old one, it is open to the living room. I can cook red beans and rice (Thanks J + M in L-Towne) and watch the baseball games. That makes me happy. Finally, I have a deck. I can sit outside, enjoy a glass of wine or partake in a beautiful cigar.
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Can't wait to have Claire join me. The last 5 months of commuting has been a little difficult.
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Congrats to our good friends Derek and Katie. They welcomed their second daughter Zella Kathryn into the world last night. Mom and baby are healthy and everyone is so very happy!
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Still have not found the new name for the blog. Some of the suggestions have been great, but not sure it captures where I want to go with this. More pondering...and more offerings are welcome. Claire and I will be sending out a KC prize pack to whoever suggests the winning name.
But there are some nice things about it...first, it is free to me. Nice relo-package, eh? Second, while the kitchen is smaller than my old one, it is open to the living room. I can cook red beans and rice (Thanks J + M in L-Towne) and watch the baseball games. That makes me happy. Finally, I have a deck. I can sit outside, enjoy a glass of wine or partake in a beautiful cigar.
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Can't wait to have Claire join me. The last 5 months of commuting has been a little difficult.
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Congrats to our good friends Derek and Katie. They welcomed their second daughter Zella Kathryn into the world last night. Mom and baby are healthy and everyone is so very happy!
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Still have not found the new name for the blog. Some of the suggestions have been great, but not sure it captures where I want to go with this. More pondering...and more offerings are welcome. Claire and I will be sending out a KC prize pack to whoever suggests the winning name.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Bogart No Longer in P-Towne
The Blog needs a new name and I would like your creativity to help come up with the new name.
Why, you ask?
Well, Claire and I are moving to Kansas City, Missouri. I will be out there starting April 5 and Claire will be joining me a few weeks later.
Yes...I left San Diego to go track down Claire and take her back to San Diego...I just did not know that we would have a stop over in Missouri.
So, I would like to hold a contest to rename the blog. I have already ruled out Bogart in KC.
Claire and I will evaluate any and all entries and pick our favorite. Out favorite will be named the winner and we will use your suggestion to rename the blog. We will also send you out a little gift.
So, let me hear your thoughts...what should we rename the blog?
WHAT SAY YOU?
Why, you ask?
Well, Claire and I are moving to Kansas City, Missouri. I will be out there starting April 5 and Claire will be joining me a few weeks later.
Yes...I left San Diego to go track down Claire and take her back to San Diego...I just did not know that we would have a stop over in Missouri.
So, I would like to hold a contest to rename the blog. I have already ruled out Bogart in KC.
Claire and I will evaluate any and all entries and pick our favorite. Out favorite will be named the winner and we will use your suggestion to rename the blog. We will also send you out a little gift.
So, let me hear your thoughts...what should we rename the blog?
WHAT SAY YOU?
Monday, March 29, 2010
Pig Heaven
Wow...it has been a couple of weeks. That is not right. Sorry for the delay.
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I have been traveling back and forth from P-Towne to KC every Monday through Friday...I don't bring my personal computer. I work long hours. I cry a lot.
Grandma always said excuses were like armpits...guess mine are stinky.
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We do have a big announcement coming soon...as in Wednesday AM and a little contest to go with it. Check back then and give it your best shot(s).
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Claire and I went to Pork and Pinot at Vintage Tavern yesterday...holy cow. It was like food heaven...every piece of the pigs was ingested...we ate something called Bacon Explosion, are you kidding me?
We also had 7 or 8 different Pinot's to drink.
Claire and I had a big, fat food baby when we got home. I oinked as I fell asleep. it was glorious!
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I have been traveling back and forth from P-Towne to KC every Monday through Friday...I don't bring my personal computer. I work long hours. I cry a lot.
Grandma always said excuses were like armpits...guess mine are stinky.
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We do have a big announcement coming soon...as in Wednesday AM and a little contest to go with it. Check back then and give it your best shot(s).
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Claire and I went to Pork and Pinot at Vintage Tavern yesterday...holy cow. It was like food heaven...every piece of the pigs was ingested...we ate something called Bacon Explosion, are you kidding me?
We also had 7 or 8 different Pinot's to drink.
Claire and I had a big, fat food baby when we got home. I oinked as I fell asleep. it was glorious!
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