Thursday, April 18, 2013
Ok, I know water rolling places where it should not go is a big deal. Hurricanes ripping stuff up, big storms causing rivers to meander, all bad news. I have a friend whose parents lost their home (her childhood home) to offshoots of the Mississippi behaving rambunctiously. But I'm in Chicago right now, watching an off ramp to I-294 out my office window, and chuckling everytime a knucklehead comes flying off the highway, only to jam on the brakes as he encounters the water lapping a third of a tire deep across the exit ramp. I mean, there's a lake outside my window that used to be a parking lot yesterday, with boxes and toys from the church/school next door floating across and ducks frolicking. Am I evil for being amused, even as I remember the houses I drove past while driving to work that had the Des Plaines River knocking at their back door?
So far, it seems flights are leaving O'Hare ok, and i hope that with the rain stopping, that will remain the case tonight at 8:30. With waterlogged ground, and more rain in teh forecast this weekend, I'm kind of curious whether there might be more of this next week when I return.
(in the meantime, maybe I'll try to do something resembling real exercise this weekend. I've been horribly slacking off recently. Really really really (x 82) need to change that. Weight has stabilized (as far as I know, since I didn't grab Twitchy this week, and will have managed to go 5 days without weighing myself (without really even caring about it). Not entirely sure that's an unvarnished good thing since I have no clue whether this week's eatings are adding to the scale or not. But it's nice to not be concerned with it...as long as that doesn't lead to it being something again that I can't help but be concerned about.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Kind of tough to catch a plane when it's due to take off at 6:45 AM and you wake up to hotel room clock telling you it's 6:40 AM. First time missing a flight, ever, as far as I can recall, and I don't qualify (yet) as a frequent flyer, so I turned on my computer to check the Delta site to see what I could do about it. The pages that were supposed to explain options didn't quite cover the "sleeping in" scenario, so I thought I'd call the help line for assistance. As I looked at my phone, wondering how I managed to sleep though its alarm, I saw the Delta app on there and selected it. First thing I saw was that my flight was delayed! But not enough for me to make it to the airport. Second thing I saw was an "apology for the inconvenience, and would you like to rebook at no cost?" offer. Well, um, I don't know, free is awfully expensive, but ok, sure. Didn't get any extra extra sleep out of it, as I had just enough time for a shower before heading out. Ended up getting to Detroit only an hour and change after the flight I was originally supposed to be on.
That also meant I was getting back home in time to get to my dentist appointment, the real reason I'd selected the 6:45 flight in the first place. Yes, I know, I'm a masochist, what with the way early flight and dentist juxtaposition. But it was ok, the dentist was just supposed to be a get some x-rays, say hi to a new dentist dude type of visit. But after that had been accomplished, the person who'd checked my gums came back in and asked if I'd like a cleaning, too, since someone else had canceled, and she had time. Sure, why not, saves me a trip back (and another co-pay). And after that was done, and the doc had checked in and checked out my x-rays, there were apparently a couple of cavities that might need doing, and would I like to get them done? Well, heck, why not, as long as I'm here.
The problem with that was that this clinic seems to have not enough people actively working on a Friday. One of the dentists (the wife of the pair) doesn't see patients on Friday, and the guy who was there was running around handling all the patients they had lined up. I don't know if others got the "you're here, might as well get this done" opportunities, but by the time I got my cavities filled, and got out of there with the lower half of my face still numb, I'd been at the dentist 3 hours. And realized, after 3 weeks of carrying around my new driver's license, that the state had spelled my name wrong. No big deal, probably, if I was someone who actually was in the state on a business day more than one day a week, a day when I spent most of the afternoon in the dentist's chair.
Ended up going to the library thereafter, and I got a biography of Joe Paterno. It's not necessarily to read about Paterno himself, or because I was curious as to how Paterno's looking the other way while his assistant coach molested numerous kids under his nose. No, I actually grabbed the bok because of who it was written by, an amazing sportswriter named Joe Posnanski. It's kind of like going to a movie not because of its contents, per se, but because of who the director is. For an example, check out this piece on the two coaches whose teams battled for the basketball championship last monday. You don't have to care for college basketball, or even be much of a sports fan to enjoy Posnanski's style. It's kind of like how Mitch Albom used to be back in the day, before the accolades swelled his ego to ludicrous heights.
Anyway, the rest of Friday went rather boringly. After feeling tired at 8 PM-ish, I'm still awake at 3 AM, learning that I need to track down another piece of paper or two before I submit my state taxes. I really should have got them done earlier, what with being due a decent refund (if my math is right, I'll get paid more in wages and expense reimbursements and tax refunds this month than I received all of last year. More a function of only working two months in 2012, but still, it's a bit nutty). I would have e-filed weeks ago when I did my federal taxes except I moved out of Wisconsin in December rather than in January, and as such I wasn't a full year resident of that state, and thus not able to e-file. Two weeks turned into this extra annoyance...harrumph.
But I tire of being awake, and so I shall sleep. After I go and rescue the laundry I just realized I'd forgotten about. Oops.
Tuesday, April 09, 2013
Beats alcohol as a solvent for the sorrows, anyway. Went to a Michigan bar called Duffy's down in Chicago to watch the national championship game with fellow Wolverines fans, and had most of a good time. It was a good game, and the boys in Maize and Blue put forth a performance, and a whole season to be proud of. The first half performance of Spike Albrecht had the whole bar going crazy, as a kid who hadn't ever scored more than 7 points in a game lit up the scoreboard for 17 in the first half. Even in the second half, as Louisville inexorably inched ahead, it was a great atmosphere. I've been to Duffy's before, on a non game day. I'll definitely visit that place again for a game some time.
The drowning of sorrows refers to the Taco Bell I grabbed during the 45 minutes drive back to the hotel. Took that long because I never did quite figure out where the interstate was, what with a dead phone battery robbing me of gps.
I ended up walking a decent bit to get to the bar (and back to my car thereafter), as I parked in the guest parking lot of a hospital run by the group I work for. I still figured on having to pay, but there was no one on duty when I got back after the game, and the gate went up when I neared it, so, uh, at least that was something good out of the evening. Oh, and I also won both of the brackets I entered this year, but given the instrument of that victory (I picked Louisville to beat Michigan prior to the tourney), I really wish I'd lost the bragging rights. Yeah, not even a piddling bit of cash to lessen the blow.
Oh well...sicks to be so close and not get the prize. It was 20 years ago the last time Michigan played for the title...here's hoping it isn't another 20 years before they have another shot at the ring.
Monday, April 08, 2013
It's not so much that I can't iron things. It's just that I lack the magic touch to make them remained ironic the next morning. Or to keep them from looking like they've been run over by a thresher by the middle of the afternoon. Right now, that shirt is pristine, the darn thing probably looks better than it did when I (or someone else, as I really can't recall when I might have obtained it) pulled it off the rack in the store. Even the creases, you know, the places where things are supposed to be creased? No way. They're as flat as Nebraska at the moment. Sadly, those last three words are the operative phrase, as by the time I wake up in 5 hours, Nebraska will have become Wisconsin, with sections that escaped the glaciers' kiss. and turned into roiling mass of wrinkles. By Noon, it's Colorado, with about 40 percent of the area retaining some semblance of pristinity and flatness. And by the end of the day, you'd be hard pressed to prove it felt felt the hot breath of the flatmaking thingamabobber.
and now my eyes are glazing so I'll attempt sleep. Over the 6 day stretch since i last blogged, there were a number of attempts to scribble something out, defeated either by sleep incoming, or indifference. And least this stuff snuck out of my finger before the brain overruled it.
Tuesday, April 02, 2013
Game of thrones in spanish is kinda weird. Probably because I've never seen an episode of the show before. Or perhaps it's because I don't know any Spanish.
Great extended weekend with 'extended family', aka brother's in-laws. Between my near two year old nephew, and his 9 month old cousin, plenty of cuteness to be had. And Michigan basketball made it to the Final Four, too. I enjoyed the weekend quite a bit, I must say.
Can't sleep. I have 45 minutes to get there, so as to get 6 hours prior to work tomorrow, where I really really hope to be able to actually do work. Of course, my supervisor person is off on vacation. I'll be leaning on my teammates this week, for sure.
Not really much to say. Meant to do some exercise, but ended up chilling instead. Between opening day, and a Red Wings game later, there was plenty to laze out to. Will be attempting to consciously do more of an exercisey nature this week, at least as compared to what I've accomplished the last few weeks. Went ahead and took possession of the twitchy scale right away on checking in. Maybe that'll keep me more honest?
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