Thursday, September 15, 2005

Middlesex.

definitely one of the best/coolest books that I've ever read... and I'm not even finished yet...

Monday, September 12, 2005

Miami.

We're finally in Miami... and what a trip it ended up being. Looking out the window right now I see nothing but darkness... it's late, but if it were 5 hours earlier I would see palm trees and weird plants... there was a lizard climbing up a wall when I got back from the grocery store tonight and we have 'valet trash service'... insane, I know, but awesome for sure... I leave for Tampa in the morning and then it's off to Orlando on Wednesday... then I come home for night before I head to Atlanta on Thursday to work with my new boss for the first time... no, she's from New York, but we're meeting in Atlanta because, well, why not Atlanta I guess... valet trash service is pretty sweet if you think about... use stuff, throw waste away in can, can fills up, take bag out and drop it in the box right outside your door before 8pm and the next morning it's gone forever... even better than a garbage chute...

took a dip in the pool on Sunday morning and read my book a bit before the sun told me to go inside immediately... 1 hour is all I lasted... I'm working on my tan...



I'll keep you posted... I love Publix... and rich people... and faux rich people too...

Thursday, September 01, 2005















ridiculous.

a link.


my first attempt at a link on this damn thing:

http://www.quickanddirtyinternational.com/pages/idiot.html

Evansville, IN.

We're in the process of slowly making our way to Miami from Minneapolis. We spent a week in Warsaw and now we find ourselves in Evansville. Driving through pretty much the entire mid-sectional vein of Indiana was one of the most mind numbing experiences I've had in a long time. Lack of traffic [a good thing - for sure, but], strip malls, abandoned gas stations, multiple fast food establishments under one roof [Taco Bell/KFC?], corn, Boot City, trucks, and morbid obesity were a few of the sights that served as a reminder that I've done the right thing up to this point.

Black Russians anyone? Yes, please. Thank you. You're welcome. No drooling on the recliner. Werd.