Thursday, September 23, 2004



Yo, like I'm back and stuff. Las Vegas was a total blast! I must say, it is my new favorite city in the states. I enjoyed every minute of my vacation (not counting when we hit road debris and almost destroyed the Malibu or when I decided that my debit card would make a nice snack for the ATM machine). The weather was beautiful, the women were more beautiful, and the architecture was the most beautiful part. Everything in that city is shiny, including the people. Needless to say, I spent the majority of the time just looking around at everything, taking it all in you might say. My mornings were spent at the pool and in the hot tub. The afternoons mostly involved eating and driving around. I spent the evenings walking on the strip and checking everything out. I even had a couple of late night casino bar hopping sessions with the Greens. At times it was relaxing and at other times it was exhausting. It was just how I like it. I really can't complain. I'm definitely going back as soon as I can. Maybe next time I'll stay right on the strip in one of the casinos or something, I don't know. I'd give you all the dirty Vegas style details of the trip, but unfortunately I don't feel much like blogging right now. I guess I'll save them for later, or if you're interested enough you can just email me and I'll answer any questions your little twisted minds can come up with. Until then, I'll be posting a few photos from the trip here and there. Enjoy!

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

las vegas and/or bust...

Ah, Las Vegas, Sin City, The Fertile Valleys, the City of Lights, America's Playground, and so on and so forth. This will most likely be the last post I make for awhile. I'm going on vacation for a week and I don't expect to be on the internet while I'm gone. If, by chance, I do have some blog time this week, I'll try my hardest to post a few photos of my trip. I'll definitely post some after I've returned home.

For all of my friends at home and around the world, who I know are doing lots of fun and exciting things this week, enjoy yourselves to the fullest. For those of you who are just working this week...Suckers!!

Adios amigos.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

how could anyone vote for a texan...

I guess we can't win 'em all, but it sure is disappointing when we don't. I just got back from watching the Hogs fall to Texas 22-20. Not exactly what I was hoping for, but I'm not too upset about it. They played a pretty good game overall, just couldn't quite keep it together in the end. The energy in Fayetteville this weekend was amazing though, and I've never heard Razorback Stadium so loud. I hope the fans carry that energy on through the rest of the season.

GO HOGS!!!

Thursday, September 09, 2004

It has already been a long week, even though it was supposed to be a short week. I've been busting my ass for The Man, and all I got was this lousy week vacation, to use the parlance of our time. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for my job and the bosses who have provided it for me. It's just that sometimes when you're the low man on the pole, work can be a real drag. Just a few more days of this and I'll be off to Vegas. What will I be doing in the city of sin, you ask? Among other things, I'll be visiting my friend, Ye. I hear Las Vegas is a fine town, so I'm sure there will be plenty for us to do while I'm there. I heard a rumor that gambling is legal there. I'll let you know if that's true. I also heard that prostitution is legal there. That one will just have to remain a rumor. Yes, good times are definitely ahead. I can hardly wait! Maybe I'll blog from Vegas...who knows?

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

the stuff nightmares are made of...

This weekend was interesting. That's really the best word I can think of to describe it. It was a series of ups and downs, lefts and rights, and overs and unders. If I list the events of the weekend, you'll start to notice a pattern. Let's start with Friday afternoon. I got to leave work an hour and a half early, which was pretty nice. At home, I sat on the back porch and listened to (and sort of watched) the junior high school football game down the hill. I went to JR's to see a Lucero show that night, but when I got there it was so crowded that there was a line that virtually went down the hall and into the bathrooms upstairs. I decided not to bother with it. I've seen them a handful of times, so one more isn't really going to make much of a difference to me. Instead, I just hung out upstairs as usual and then went home. The next morning, I got up and did absolutely nothing. I sat on the couch and did nothing, seriously. Around four in the afternoon, Eric and I decided to head down to the Razorback football game. It was way hotter outside than what I expected. Getting there an hour and a half early prolonged the punishment from the sun too. I thought I was going to spontaneously combust right there on the 20th row of the student section. By halftime, the sun had gone down behind the west bleachers and the Hogs were well on their way to total domination. We stuck around for the entire 63-13 slaughter because...well...because that's just what we do. Don't question my traditions. Ok, so after that I was obviously exhausted and couldn't do much else except lay on the couch again, which I did until I fell asleep. I got up early on Sunday morning and drove the 3 hours down to Mena, Arkansas, for some good time fun at the Henderson Family Reunion. It was pretty much the same as every year. I ate tons of food, played horse shoes, tried to pretend like I remembered who everyone was, and then actually remembered why I think half of them are a bunch of jerks. My mom decided to leave early to meet up with some friends at the lake, so I decided to leave as well. This is where the real fun starts. I told my mom that I would probably drive another hour south of there to visit my grandmother. My stomach hadn't felt very good that day, but I thought I'd get over it eventually. I followed her car out to the highway and suddenly realized I wasn't feeling good at all. I stopped at the first gas station and proceeded to vomit until there was almost nothing left to vomit. I got back in my car and then turned back around and hurled at the same gas station again until there was absolutely nothing left to hurl. I decided I didn't want to go to my grandmother's house after all. I just wanted to be back home in my own bed away from everyone else. I drove the three hours back to Fayetteville (stopping to dry heave every few minutes or so), not realizing that my mom had called my grandmother and told her that she should expect me there in a little while. When I got home, my cell phone battery was dead and my phone wouldn't turn on, so I just plugged it in to charge and went to sleep. Meanwhile, my grandmother, my mom, and my dad were having nervous breakdowns because they didn't know where I was. I was sleeping soundly, unaware of this stressful situation, until there was a very loud banging sound on my front door that sent my roommate and I leaping out of our beds and dashing for the door (me, with baseball bat in hand). It was my friends telling me that the police were searching for me because my grandmother had reported me as a missing person. I spent the next several hours on the phone explaining the situation and apologizing to everyone for what happened. Man, can't a brotha' turn off his cell phone for a few hours? Anyway, on top of it all, my 6-disc changer on my Jetta stopped working on the way home. I can't live without music, so I've already ordered an aftermarket replacement for it. It should come in the mail by the end of the week. After all this mess, I tried to relax on Monday (I was off work for Labor Day) by taking a little time out for bowling. I bowled horribly and should have stayed home. After that, I went back to doing nothing on the couch. I figured that was the safest bet. So, there's my Labor Day weekend in a nutshell. I hope you enjoyed parts of it as much as I did.