Friday, May 29, 2009
On a side note, I think a change of scenery would be good for me, not going up to the bar every night and actually concentrating on my professional career. Getting away from the fueding parents. Make my own life out here in the sun. We'll see, I've had a few in me at this point but it's definitely something I'm going to look in to when I get home.
Tomorrow we start the 1,800 mile trip back home. Even though I'll be sad to leave this awesome weather and fun in the sun, the competitive side of me wants to get on the road and make better time than we did getting here. And I miss he puppy. Can't wait to pick her up from Mom's.
Side note: just like the Renter left her mark in St. Louis with the St. Louis Slider, I had housekeeping working on our toilet for two hours after I had one of my world famous dumps. FA will back me up on that one (15 minutes at the Mirage and we had to make a toilet plunger call).
Renter starts the drive tomorrow, I's getting loaded tonight.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
So far the Renter and I are having an outstanding time, with no arguments, and if you know the Renter that means we're shooting birdie golf. I got her to go down the big slide at the other pool; once, that was it.
My phone's making some funky noise so I'll update again later.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Last night we ordered pizza, salad, and chicken wings from room service at 6:30. I ate as much as I could and we still had food left over. That being said, by 7:30 I was ready for a nap. After drinking all day and having a full stomach I slept till 10:30. We got up and took a walk but didn't get far; the hotel is built on the side of a mountain and most of the roads are at a 30° angle. Went back to the room and I was thinking about ordering "Taken" but they wanted $15, ended up watching some Ashton Kutcher and Bernie Mac movie instead. Went to bed sober once again. I know, not like me, but I'd had a long day.
Today I think we're going to venture out to one of the other pools since the adult pool doesn't serve food. From what I remember from being here before the big pool has a pretty cool slide and a nice sit down eating place. We'll see.
Oh, one other note. Towards the end of my drinking yesterday I was approached by one of the staff here about having a cooler at the pool. Actually it was right at the side of the pool as the Renter moved it so Mr. Crispy didn't have to vet out of the pool to get a beer. The guy was really nice, said he saw me pull a beer out of the cooler in plain sight (not supposed to have coolers at the pool). He said, "You know, if you had the cooler under a towel and had your beer in a plastic cup it wouldn't be so obvious." Done deal! Whatever keeps us both happy.
By now my sunscreen will have soaked in so I'm going to test the waters. 11:30 and I'm going on beer number five. That's what vacation is all about.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
The Renter was going to start the trip so I had a couple pitchers at the bar watching the Brewers get their asses handed to them by the Twins. 10:00 came and we filled up the tank and headed out. We stopped somewhere around midnight and I had a couple more beers at some hick bar that featured a bunch of 50-year-old people happily singing karaokee. We got back on the road headed towards St. Louis.
Apparently you have to be sober to both drive and to be the co-pilot. we had tossed the Mapquest directions and were going off the navigation feature on our phones. That seemed to work pretty well if you were paying attention to both the screen and the verbal directions. Sober driver, check. Sober co-pilot, not so much a check. I was looking at the screen and at the last moment noticed we were in the wrong lane. I think I got so much as a hand gesture and a grunt before the Renter cranked on the wheel. We hit a half-curb divider and caught a little air. Once we got back on the ground we were sliding sideways down the freeway at 60 mph. Don't ask me how we didn't roll it. We slid like that for a good ten seconds before she regained control and we screa hed to a hault, jumping the curb on the other side of the road. A cloud of tire smoke drifted over the hood and the smell filled the car. We sat there and looked at each other. I got out and checked the tires; they turned out to be ok. What a way to start the trip with St. Louis Slider.
The rest of the trip was less exciting, thankfully. Sure, there was the monsoon in Missouri and the one lane mountain freeway that was under construction in New Mexico and thank you Oklahoma for charging us $13.50 for letting us use your fine freeways. We typically slept at rest stops and gas stations. We got in to Phoenix around 11:00 am on Sunday. So here I sit by the pool plugging away on my phone just to let you all know that we made it safely (somewhat) and I'm enjoying what must be 95 degree weather sitting by the pool, cooler full of Budweiser within arms reach. Just marvelous.
Friday, May 22, 2009
My own dislike of flying is the main reason why the Renter and I are driving to Arizona tonight. The old roommate and I stayed at this hotel way back in 2005 for one of his work outings (he worked for one of those subprime loan shark companies whose actions are currently crippling our country – but boy were his work shindigs ever nice!). It was a nice place built into the side of a bluff/cliff. Well, they just ran a special for $80 a night so I jumped on it. Looking forward to a week of fun in the sun. Even though I have enough airline miles saved up for two free tickets I just couldn’t bring myself to book them. I’d rather spend 20 hours in a car than three hours cooped up on a plane. At least I can open a window or get off the freeway at any time I choose. American Airlines runs a mile special for Mexico in October, might as well save them for use then. Could you imagine a road trip to Cancun? I’ll fly that one.
On a more serious note, the FA sent me a text yesterday (printed without his permission, of course). “Drinks and a fire on our patio Saturday night? Let me know…” To which I responded, “I’ll be ¾ the way to Arizona.” “The Renter said ½ way. Guess that’s the point she’s planning on kicking u out this time!”
As of Thursday night/Friday morning she wasn’t talking to me for some reason or another and I was quite pissed to find her smoking in the house without any windows open. Mind you we have a puppy with the lung capacity of a small whoopee cushion. Did I mention I got the good deal on the hotel because it was nonrefundable?
Wish me luck, I know I'm going to need it.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
I sat down and thought, "How did I get into this situation? What turn did I miss or when did I go left when I should have gone right? What decision did I make to leave me in this uncomfortable position?"
And then I remembered the Taco Bell run at midnight, complete with Fire sauce.
This is a daily ritual for me, sitting on the can trying to figure out which meal it was that now desperately wants out.
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Friday, May 08, 2009
Sure, I'm 6'5", 230 lbs, and play with 90 lb dumbbells at least twice a week, but that doesn't mean Mr. No ACL can carry a case of water up two flights of stairs with ease. But yet I never say no when asked. I should be automatically excused from tasks like that.
Mr. Obama? Even though I didn't vote for you, can you send me about $3,000 out of all that stimulus money you're tossing around so I can pay the deductible for my knee surgery? Actually, the money isn't that big of a deal, although I would like to keep it invested while the market is going up (IGNCX up 17% in the last 30 days!). Maybe you could just give me the courage to go through with it and send your sexiest female aide to help me get around and wash my balls? Oh, and a limo; my Jeep's a stick shift.
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Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Hi, B to the…, account# XXX-XXXXXX, on 4-17 the fund solution program made a $XX,XXX transaction buying Pimco Total Return (PTTAX) which has cash holdings of 83% and bond holdings of 16%. I might as well stick cash in my mattress. Probably sleep better at night. Can I dump PTTAX and replace it with an equal holding in Nuveen Tradewinds Value Opportunities (NVOAX)? Thanks.
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I emailed that off to two people at Morgan Stanley that I have connections with through work. I haven't heard back from either of them and I still own Pimco, which has gone up a penny while Nuveen has gone up 5.5% since I sent the email. Kind of makes me appreciate the FA and all he does, even though he used the term "circle jerk" in a sentence last week - haven't heard that in years. Maybe I'm not hanging out with the right crowd.
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Friday, May 01, 2009
She’s a reporter for Sports Illustrated, has a book coming out with HarperCollins, supposedly did her research on all this weightlifting and steroid stuff, but yet she doesn’t know anything about the weight room culture? To get the weights to add up to 310 you’d need the bar with two 45 lb plates, a 35 lb plate, a 5 lb plate and a 2.5 lb plate on each side. Nobody is going to go through that much work to get 310. They’re either going to do 305 or 315 (three 45 lb plates on each side). Men don’t put 2.5 lb plates on the bar when they are bench pressing.
Safe bet none of those limp-wrist editors at HarperCollins would have caught the blunder. That being said, if something as simple as adding a couple weight plates is off, what else in her new book is not to be believed?