The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Alright, a quick update or two before bed.

I made it back from LA in one piece (no thanks to our pilot on the way back from Austin who decided to throw us around a little bit during the approach). Here's some of what transpired.

-"I HAVE HAD IT WITH THESE MOTHAFUCKIN' SNAKES!": Still haven't seen the movie, but I saw so much advertising for it, I almost feel bad if I don't see it soon. Mainly just the famous graphic with the interlocking snakes and the jet, but it wasd plastered everywhere: on billboards, postcards, even the side of an office building near out hotel. Me and my friend started quoting Sam Jackson by the end of the trip.

- HATE ME TODAY, HATE ME TOMORROW: From about 8 or 9 p.m. last Tuesday to around 2 p.m. on Sunday, I was with my friend Laura. Some words to describe her during the trip: hard-headed, stubborn, cute, drunk, frustrating... the list can go on for a while. When we got back to her apartment, where my car was parked, I pretty much took off right then and there back to S.A. Don't get me wrong, she's a great friend, and you're only hearing my side of things. But any more time together, and I wonder if we'd still be friends.

- HOPEFULLY THE THIRD TIME WILL BE THE CHARM: Went back to try and be a contestant on The Price Is Right. Didn't happen. This may be a separate post soon, but I think I've figured out the best way to go about it to save energy, effort and sanity.

- SUMMA CUM LAUDE IN PAPARAZZI: We ended up seeing three celebrities during our travels in L.A. (to be explained further in another post): Kathy Griffin, Heidi Klum and Stockard Channing. One D-Lister, and two A-listers put our star-gazing GPA at a solid 3.00. (Better than what I ever got in college...)

I'd blog about sleep and other subjects, but I could use it right now. More to come...

Monday, August 28, 2006

- Snakes on a plane. (And on a billboard. And on a building. And on a postcard.)
- Familiarity breeding contempt.
- Going 0-fer-2 at Television City.
- My celebrity-spotting report card.
- Sleep. (or lack thereof)
- Truth.
- Stephen Sondheim.
- The California Lottery.
- The OC.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

DATELINE: Laura's apartment, Austin, TX

My friend is trying on outfits, desparately trying to find something "flattering." "You've gotta learn to love your own body, but you gotta have shame, too," she says. All this as she gossips on her cell with her girlfriend and tries to pack her suitcase, which just happens to be about 1.5-2.5 times the size of mine.

So far, our itinerary only consists of two solid commitments: a taping of The Price is Right on Thursday morning, then a trip to Anaheim to see a friend of ours in a play.

Three years ago, we went to New York. Somehow, I survived the trip, and her. Don't get me wrong, she's one of my best friends. (Nevermind the fact that I had/have a little thing for her.) But four days straight of being around her? I've told friends that after that, marriage should be no problem.

Some updates should be coming over the next few days, maybe even some shots from her digital camera (one of these days I'll break down and get one of my own). Until then, happy trails...

Friday, August 18, 2006

A couple of questions...

- Heading to Los Angeles with a friend of mine on Wednesday. Anything that I can't find in a guidebook that we should check out?

- Just wrapped up a third date. We have yet to kiss. Should I be worried?

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Sorry to ramble here, but....

- An economist says we should reinstate the draft.

- Found my grade school sweetheart's profile on myspace last night. Tonight, she set her profile to "private." Should I not even bother adding her to my friend list?

- Is having seven drinks in an eight-hour span considered being an alcoholic?