31 May 2006
I overdid it and played two balls for 18 holes, which didn't help my score at all, I should have just played one ball, so fatigue and concentration were factors. So it sounds bad, but really I played very well. I shot 37/45=82 on the first ball and 45/42=87 on the second. I had one birdie and 13 pars, and hit 16/36 greens in regulation. I was +3 on putts with no one putts.
I golfed at Eagle Hills in Papillion. It is owned by the city of Papillion, and they have a funny deal where they get retirees to volunteer to work out there for free golf. So the course is fairly well teeming, crawling, littered with old guys, many ex military who are always seeming to watch you. It's kind of creepy.
"Come back to me"
I like to say "if you used to be close to God, and you don't feel that way anymore, guess who moved?"
29 May 2006
So if you want to find me. I am goofing off. Thanks.
22 May 2006
- A cat on the hunt.
- A small snake.
- A house with an open back door.
- A frantic, chasing pet/home owner.
naturally as soon as I went to walk somewhere, it started a downpour, a couple of shots of the rain here as I walked to Navy Pier.
Outside Navy Pier, same as the "poem" shot from last week.
A herd of seagulls.
This one is of a lighthouse and the calm water before it, I like the water colors.
A stained glass interpretation of Mucha's "The Four Seasons", on display at Navy Pier's Smith Museum of Stained Glass Windows, and also on display in Spanky & Mae's bathroom, although not in stained glass.
Some shots of the indoor garden...
... and on the children's stage... PIRATES!
My favorite fountain in Chicago.
An obligatory shot for Mae.
The view from my friend Jen's office.
Baseball heaven, okay, if they won, it would be heaven, but it's sure not Iowa.
Some shots from millennium Park in Chicago.
Could I see your tourist visa's please?
evidently, not everyone got the memo about how stupid these things are.
The building on the left is where I used to work, and I used to live in the third of the four identical buildings on the right.
19 May 2006
I find myself in the middle of a Corvette rally, all speeding. I feel fairly ticket proof at this moment.**edit: the really funny part of this is about three miles down the road there was a Illinois state trooper helping a guy with a flat tire. He sees this line of Corvettes go by speeding, and he gets out into the middle of the lane and starts pointing and shaking his finger at them one by one as they drove by... and yes, he had authorization to use excessive force while apprehending the Blues Brothers.
18 May 2006
17 May 2006
16 May 2006
I made it to my mom's house, in just over seven hours. She seemed genuinely surprised. I immediately fell asleep once I got here, and mom went out with her friends. This is how I got woken up from my nap, taken from the right side of my face.
14 May 2006
"So, I am fantasizing about my upcoming trip to Chicago..." no wait, that isn't me, that was someone else who said that. In any case, I am going to surprise mom on Tuesday by showing up at her doorstep as a late Mother's Day present. Nope, no chance she'll read this and ruin the surprise. My plan: I called her today (Mother's Day) and said "Happy Mother's Day, did you get the package?", she said no, of course, because there is no package. Tomorrow (Monday) I will call her and ask the same thing. Then Tuesday I will do the same thing from her doorstep. My step-father knows, so there won't be any of me getting there and them not being there. I'll stay downtown on Wednesday or Thursday, and come back on Friday in time for the dance. Kevin will be watching the house. I am trying to get hold of some Chicago dancers to find out when / where I can dance on Wednesday or Thursday.
I am paid for Cowtown Jamborama. Okay, so the web site banner isn't working really well right now, so I can't add it to the top of my blog but look for it soon!
I wonder if my los gatos cats would like to have some?
10 May 2006
Step 1: Give roommate the following directions to to a Cinco De Mayo party at NoRealYou's place "...go to 31st Avenue and Leavenworth, and then walk through back yards until you find it..."
Step 2: Have your roommate NOT come home.
Step 3: Panic! then search the local Omaha news web sites for a story about a shooting, stabbing, or other violent ending for said roommate.
Optional Step 4: Have a happy ending.
09 May 2006
On the upside, I had another one of those boogers on steroids come out of my nose on the way home today, this one was about the size of the last knuckle on my thumb, but only half as thick. It wasn't nearly as colorful as the last one, but tastier, with a nice crunch.
**update** oops make that **disgusting update**
my nose is leaking a light brown fluid now.
07 May 2006
- Eating chocolate, especially dark chocolate.
- Eating foods with MSG.
- Having a cold head while I am sleeping, I pretty much wear a night cap or hoodie all the time.
- Seasonal allergies.
- Motion sickness, in particular, anything where the motion is simulated.
- Becoming dehydrated.
- Excessive exertion / no sleep.
So, lets see how I did for the 24 hours from 7pm Friday to 7pm on Saturday.
- Yep. Ate several chocolatey treats at Spanky & Mae's house.
- Sure enough. Went out for Chinese food with Spanky & Viv.
- Nope. I slept with my hat on all night.
- Yes. Spent morning and early afternoon on Saturday cutting grass, trimming trees, and planting flowers.
- Check. Watched Spanky play Tomb Raider: Legends on the big screen for a couple hours.
- That too. I danced all night Friday and then all the yard work on Saturday probably left me a little short of liquids.
- Okay here. Danced on Friday, then stayed out late, and then up early to work in the yard.
06 May 2006
Well, yes, part of it is for the obvious reasons, it is irritating to not have a phone. I hate just 'showing up' at someone's house unannounced, no matter how okay it is with them, there are always plans that can be coordinated, and people to worry about. I'd like to have a phone for that.
The other problem is the deeper problem. I like it. I can be such a loner, no matter how unhealthy it is for me mentally. There are times when I could just clam up, become a hermit, and sit in my house and disappear to the world. This appears to be one of them. I've actually been struggling with this for most of the year, but it has really come to a head now with no phone.
The way I have been combating it is with the phone, or going out to lunch with people... and not all that well. Kevin has been a real godsend, because I am forced to interact with someone with decent mental capacity.
So, what is the problem with this? Many people live productive lives as 'hermits', interacting with society only when they need to.
The conflict, which should be obvious to anyone who has seen me dance, talk in crowd, or just generally interact with people, is that being a hermit is a minor part of my personality, a large minority perhaps, but still I love being around people... and it could easily be a learned behavior, not an inherent one.
So that's what is up inside my head.
05 May 2006
Today was a different story. The gist of the dream is this, there is a communist country along the Danube and in a certain city, the town council unanimously voted to flood the Danube with a new damn and then sell all of the new riverfront property to themselves. The flooding took place immediately, and hundreds of beautiful homes and priceless artworks (not to mention cars and businesses) began to be buried under the water. I am a photographer for a magazine sent into the area to get as many pictures of the disappearing town as I can before it was gone. I woke up quite angry, and have yet to simmer down.
I would love to go on a "Beckyrant" and tie this into some current event, but I have had this dream before, so instead I am just aimlessly mad.