Noooo! Lately I’ve been feeling it… I’ve been working absolutely ridiculous hours at work and I’m nearly getting used to it. I’m coming to expect it of myself. This has to change, and it has to change now. I admit I may be a little nerdy - heck look at my bloody blog icon - it’s from a bleedin’ 1986 Nintendo game. I used to read microprocessor spec documents ‘for fun’. Shit shit shit. ...
I went to a friend’s house Satdee night to watch a boxing fight on HBO pay per view. Now let me get this straight - I ain’t the biggest fan of boxing. Actually I’d usually go out of my way to avoid watching fights because I just think it’s sort of cave man like but I tucked all those thoughts away and just watched the damn thing. The fight was between Winky Wright and Felix Trinidad. The ’local’ boy Winky ended up winning, even with a rather distracting boil or whatever the heck it was on his neck. Dis-gust-ing. Check the link here for some more fight details. ...
At the moment my Bro is lying in a bed in the Royal Adelaide hospital and has been there for the past few days. He’s had multiple CAT scans and MRI scans. I’ve been talking to him and he seems fine at the moment but has to stay in hospital once results from all the scans are in. The doctors said they actually found something - a brain! I say check again! ...
There was a Cinco de Mayo celebration at Tobacco Road last Thursday night and Santos Renuentes were playing there again. I’ve got pics from the night uploaded here.
I went out Saturday night to the retail area around Hard Rock casino which has all the clubs and shopping stuff. I’ve been here a few times and it’s pretty good, all things considered. I hadn’t been out with that group for a night out before and damn, I ended up having a blast. I think seeing chicks riding mechanical bulls really sealed off the night. We started off at an Irish pub that was playing songs like “Loveshack” by the B-52s. . . yeah. The “DJ” there could not mix fricken salt and water. It was absolutely terrible. I was glad to get out of there. Next we tried getting into a club called “Pangaea”. It seemed a group our size was not going to have any luck in getting in without buying a couple of tables though (at $250 each). ...
Don’t mix them. Especially don’t mix beer and “Kung Fu Hustle”. A friend and I did that Friday night and I think it was the weirdest movie experience I’ve ever had. That movie probably doesn’t need the help of alcohol to make it interesting anyway.
On Sunday here were the reasons why I hauled my arse out of bed at 7:00am in the morning to get a good seat for the Ft. Lauderdale Air and Sea show: F-117 Nighthawk B-2 Stealth Bomber B-52 Stratofortress A-10 Warthog F-14 Tomcat AV-8B Harrier V-22 Osprey last, and certainly not least, F-22 Raptor. None of those planes showed up the whole damn day. I haven’t seen any of these planes in real life yet. Exactly these planes were supposed to be there (pending operational availability blah blah blah). Was I disappointed? Yeah, a bit. I did get some pics though and a tan and I did get weirded out several times during the day. What I mean is, the show was obviously very American. Duh. The whole “support our troops” slogan was getting compressed into my ears and that just made me realise I really was over in the US. I go by every day not really thinking about that too much. Then a reality spin thing happened when I didn’t really believe I was here and everything seemed to do a 180 degree turn. I also got that tinnitus or ringing in my ear just to help with the outer-body feeling. It was weird. ...
I especially went to Tobacco Road on Thursday night to get some pictures of Santos Renuentes playing an acoustic set, something that I hadn’t heard them do before. There was going to be a delay with starting their set so my friend and I decided to get some food downstairs. I had just about finished my meal when I thought “hold on… they should have started by now”. I raced upstairs and they were nearly finished. Sophia gave me a greeting saying something like “I’m glad you finally came to watch our show, Kristian.” I found out later that while I was downstairs stuffing my face she did a shout out for me two songs prior because I always went to their gigs…. and I was nowhere to be seen at that time. Bloody hell. ...
Yes, the birthdays are coming in thick and fast it seems, so while I’m at it: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAHA! Dang nammit! It’s currently 4:42am Sunday morning in Florida. I have to be up in 2 hours to get ready to go to the Fort Lauderdale Air and Sea show. How much do you wanna bet that I sleep through my alarm???
That’s what day it is today at work. It’s a day that makes me feel especially old, even though I’m really not that old at all on the scale of things. The kids are coming into meetings, they’re playing with their parents’ PDAs and running around and having fun. And then I’m trying to get work done. No, I am by no means angry, but I just wish I was a kid again. I remember the days playing in the sand pit, creating a spaceship out of a fallen tree, playing kiss-chasey and constantly falling over for some reason, 1-2-3 saw ya, “socc-quash”, finding “bush tucker” on the Gum tree leaves, seeing my friend get his head stuck between two pieces of wood on a piece of play equipment . . . *sigh* ...