what happens in vegas...

my buddy joe bought me a round trip ticket to las vegas for my birthday, and put me up in his big house. it was awesome. we didn't really do anything typically vegas, just hung out, it was nice to get away and not have to care about work or anything. i didn't even call anyone cause i didn't want to here about any b.s. in fact, the highlight of my trip didn't have any thing to with anything in vegas. it was a great vacation, i'm so glad that i have such good friends. thanks joe. that's my story and i'm sticking to it.

friendship is rare

i was listening to the radio a while back and they had a game where if you called a friend and told them that you needed $500 and that you couldn't tell them what it was for and that you probably wouldn't be able to pay them back, and if your friend said yes they sent you both to a concert. that got me thinking about my friends, and if they were that loyal. well i am pleased to report that they are, so i have compiled a list of things that i like about my friends, so here goes. you know your friends are loyal if...



they know all about your past, and they like you anyway.



they don't know your ex-wife, but they still think she's a bitch.



they'll help you push your cadillac into your garage in there suit pants.


they'll try to set you up with their other friends.


They stick up for you when you're not around.


they'll come see you at the car show, even if they could care less about the new shiney thing you added to your car.


they'll help you move.


they bring you cookies at 2 in the morning.


they'll tell you when you're messing up.

livin' the dream

i've been asking my supervisor to find out if i could take a picture of my car next to one of our jets for a year and a half and finnally on sunday i was able to do it. a friend of mine even brought her camera out and took a whole roll of film for me. the comander liked the idea so much that he's having his jet painted for our upcoming 90th aniversary and he's going to make sure it'a available for photo opportunities.

MY FIRST CAR

this is a picture a friend of mine snapped or my first car a '72 cadillac sedan deville. i loved that car, it didn't last me very long, she met a sad demise that we wont get into right now. as with all my cars everyone knew that car, even if they didn't know me. i named her shaniqua because she was big, black, and loud. this picture is also proof that my current car (a '95 caprice) is the smallest car iv'e ever had.

why am i a pimp

a friend of mine saw the picture of me and Bek at my reunion and i think he meant to say "why are you dressed like a pimp", but what he said was "why are you a pimp" and i said "why do birds fly?, why do stars twinkle?, they just do!" so there's no scientific explanation, it's just one of those things you have to take on faith, maybe someday in a top secret lab deep underground someone will discover the reason, but until then i don't think the world is ready anyway.

it's official, i'm old

my birthday was Friday and i decided to have a party on Saturday. we started out at the main event for a couple of hours of bowling and then some games after that. here's me and mike playing dance dance revolution. (i won)
then we went to papacitos for dinner, it was great.
they even sang happy birthday to me. after that we went back to my place and watched ghost rider and popped some popcorn. it was a fun day. i think the best part was that i got to blow out candles 3 times; the first time was at work, Rebekah brought me cupcakes with candles in them , and then she brought a cake for me to the bowling alley, and then again when they sang to me at the restaurant. i got alot of meaningful gifts too, it was alot of fun.

nora jones

while i was in the desert Mike told me that he was taking Denise to see Nora Jones when we got back. i thought that sounded like fun and after a few emails to Rebekah we were going too. she played at Jones hall, a perfect location for her, i don't think the show would have been as good if it had been somewhere else. it was totally worth dragging butt at work all day!