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| Destination Mexico |
| Increasingly Readable journals that follow a decreasingly readable lifestyle. Then TapestryCalgary decides to launch this blog, and rather then being behind the scenes, like usual, I'm completely exposed on the front side. I love it. The blog part. Actually maybe even the exposed part.? If you are looking for a detailed and now readable explanation of the last few days of my life in Houston, Texas, you have, without any doubt, come to the right place. I could tell you about things like water pumps, Home Depot, and accidents, but instead I'm going to move right along to the meals that I've polished in the last 36 hours. Each night, has proved to be equally interesting. I'm not sure whether it's just the people I'm with, or Texas in general, but eating dinner at 8-9pm is not unusual. When you work nights and sleep in until noon, this is a big bonus, especially when your host is generous and will bend until sometimes as late as midnight. Now that gives a new meaning to flexibility, and often times finding a restaurant open at midnight requires extreme flexibility. That sounds an awful lot like Monday night, when we went to a random greek diner. Actually to tell you the truth I'm not sure whether it was Monday or Saturday, but it was a day that ended in "day". Ricies. Now I only made myself present for a few years in the 80's but apparently there was a saturday night live skit, involving a greek diner, and involving "cheeseburger, cheeseburger", and "No Substitutions". Actually it was probably 90's, but: If you missed the 80's as I did, and don't remember much of the 90's as I do, you might, still have found it funny had you been their and had a chance to read the menu. Yeah, really funny, Ryan you monkey. The last couple of days have been very settling has far as adjusting to the Texan lifestyle, or rather that of Al Amado; but none the less good. Waking up at noon or so, I find myself eating a bowl of cereal with some strawberries, and checking email and stats,etc. If the whether is nice I'm oustide bronzing while reading "The perfect mile". My dad was right about that book, it is bawling. and then it is shower, and time for lunch, nearing about 3-3:30. If clouds have their apperance well then I do more email and stats, until it's shower and lunch time all the same. After lunch is typically errands and touring, maybe even some more work, until dinner makes an appearance at 8 or 9. I normally have a pretty good say at lunch, but Al's priority seating at dinner is hard to compete with. A few restaurants that have been more than generous with accomodating canadians for dinner are: La Griglia, Hugo's, Farrago's and even Mo Mong. After dinner is normally something like Zimm's, and then back to Howard street. Work until about 3, no less than 9 hrs of sleep, and it starts again. Today in the afternoon I did some running around with Al for Water Pumps to fix that "maintenance free" waterfall in his backyard. It wasn't quite as exciting as the Audi A3 & A4 testdriving that we did yesterday; And neither of those were as exciting as me test driving the Mini Cooper S tonight after dinner. Test Drive.. So that's what they call it these days. Either way, thanks Karen, your car is bawling, and you can feel free to let me drive it anytime you want. I'm still looking forward to Al and I test driving the SLK when I return from Cancun. "Unpractical" - whoever invented that word is going to be rich off royalties by the end of my stay. Al ran into some terribly, and from what I can think of unavoidable bad luck tonight while I was sorting out how to get that Cooper S into reverse. Their will be some phone calls made tomorrow,etc. but at the end of the day, actually the start of the next day, their is heaps of worse things that can happen in this world. Journaling right now reminds me of journaling in Panama, after making a quick swap with the other for Cosmos. Then there is Californication, and the fact that it is actually cool at 1:52 in the am. I'm hugely into it. That is: the winters in Houston. They're going to be all the rage in Canada in a few years, you're just being a little bit slow to catch onto it. The last journal I did talked about the Sheryl Crow and Melissa Etheridge ordeal, so I won't break into it, other then to say that it is tomorrow. After some home shopping, in South-Katy(The best rated school district in Houston - (just in case your thinking about raising a family in Houston)), Al and I with guest from Panama,etc will be enjoying the overally friendly crowd at her concert. Thankfully I'm not a female, I'm going to leave my Guess jeans at home, and put some thought into why the whole gay phenomenon is increasing present in the south. I had my run-ins with the whole scene in High School, especially track, but here rather than concealed with ear tickling, people are more than open about it. - jokes Sure be open about it, it's a free country, right? - Guess what kind of jeans I was wearing. Ricies - Just keep your bloody eyes fixed somewhere else than what is, yes, cut off the bias. Symbiosis, the noun, strikes as the word of the day for several meanings. Symbiosis, "the interaction between two different organisms living in close physical association, typically to the advantage of both. A mutually beneficial relationship between different people or groups." - It's great. You know it, I know it, your Aunt Edna knows it. Thursday, now 2:04 in the am, and I'm within 3 days of Cancun. Here just give me a second while I try to get a hold of Nolan to spell Random. You know it, I know it, ricies. But what was meant to be a few day bus trip into the mexican interior quickly turned into a week at an all inclusive mexican resort. My arm hurts from being twisted so hard. Meeting my mate Josh in Cancun might seem like the typical thing to do, but given the wife and kid behind, I am caught off-gaurd. Then you realize that I'm talking about him, and not me, and you're still off guard. Wives and kids, I love it Josh. Mo Mong loves it. Melissa Etheridge Love it. OK. ok, now we're getting carried away. Save it. Last night I watched the movie "Philadelphia" with Tom Hanks, Antonio Banderas and Denzel Washington(Al, do you think you could work something for court-side Lakers tickets?). If you haven't seen it, I might recommend it, or you could just google a movie review and catch the story: But, because Philadelphia is a pain to spell, I'll give you my summary/review: Tom Hanks is gay, and gets HIV from his partner Banderas. When Hanks, fired from his job because of the virus, hires Washington(Denzel not George), as a lawyer to represent him, the movie follows the trial. Considering it was filmed in 1993, it's not a bad movies. I felt some scenes were way overshot, like Tom Hanks' Opera solo to an offguard Denzel Washington. but. If you like court/law/trial movies it's a plus. If you like gay rights/HIV movies it's a plus. If you like good acting, or watching big stars act gay - it's a plus. Off course if you dislike any of the previous it's vice-versa. You decide for yourself. After a marathon, that desicion you're left to make reaches at about my bedtime. I jump on it, and it's finished. - Ryan |
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