Yes, I’m watching a Sammy Hagar concert on TV101 right now. Don’t judge me. I figured I’d only have to watch it for about 10 minutes any, way before he ran out of songs that I knew. I don’t think he can play any Van Halen songs, but hey, what do I know.
I went to a pole class today. It was a nice, small class with no pole sharing (which I really like) and a really cool teacher (which is important)
SIDEBAR: Sammy can play Van Halen songs.
because you have to trust this person and believe that she knows what she’s doing. I’m going to be in pain tomorrow, but such is life. I keep saying to myself that I should stretch and such, but you know, until you do something 21 times it doesn’t become a habit.
SIDEBAR: Sammy’s guitarist is giving it a great shot, but he’s certainly no Eddie Van Halen.
The only thing that sucks is that it’s a 30 minute drive to the studio. It’s mostly highway but the highway lanes are kinda skinny here, making me slightly nervous that it looks like someone is in my lane. I tell ya, I was spoiled by the location and the teachers at my school in Miami.
SIDEBAR: I think I’m officially out of songs I know from Sammy without Van Halen. Also, I wonder where the drinks are going that the bartender is making on stage.
We got Michael Jackson: The Experience today. On sale. Which was cool and I didn’t even know about until checkout, but I was fully prepared to pay full price. Let me just say this about it: I effing love it!! Oh how they’re sneaking the exercise in! Can I make up a gym class where I lead people in playing the Wii? That’d be just fantastic. For my Xlub Club (ha, sometimes X) Med friends who’ve done a Michael Jackson show, you’d probably love it. It’s Sweating To The Oldies for the Club Med generation.
Come back tomorrow when there just might be plenty of typos because I can’t use my right arm!
Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to introduce you to Lexi. She’s my connection to you, friends. She’s my new laptop. I was going to post a picture of my pretty, but she isn’t fully dressed just yet. Once her dress gets here, I promise to share.
So, you know how Arizona doesn’t change their clocks? Well, there are some politician-type people here that want to see Colorado do the same thing. While Arizona stays on Standard time, there are proponents for staying on Daylight Savings time here (as well as for Standard time). I can’t even begin to tell you how much I would love it if we stayed on DS all year round.
I know I’m not alone. Tons of people are active here and keeping that extra hour of daylight could make a huge impact in quite a few areas. Let’s save the environment! I can’t wait until the time changes again so I can ride my bike to work. From what I’ve seen of winter here so far, I could be riding my bike to work a heck of a long time if it were not dark when I left work. And I would have the best legs ever!
Think of the boon for ski resorts. An extra hour that they could stay open if they didn’t have lights. More twilight sessions, (crossing fingers for) folks spread out a little bit and making it a little less crowded, more time on the slopes giving a better feeling of getting your money’s worth, I could go on and on.
Keep those kids active! That’s an extra hour of daylight to go out and play. That is, if kids still go out to play. Work off some of that extra energy so the parent(s) can get a little rest after a long day of work. On weekends, give that outdoorsy family an extra hour to hang out together. Bonuses abound.
Ok, maybe I just want it for me. Yes, that’s it. I want it for me. I’ll admit it.
*completely unrelated sidebar* Go to Outback and have a Gingerbread Cookie Martini. Know what? Sit at the bar and have the Ahi Tuna appetizer and the Gingerbread Cookie Martini. You’ll be glad you did. I want to go there now just thinking about it. But I really love Ahi. And salmon. Sushi. Sashimi. Carpaccio. Edamame. Fortune cookies.
Sorry, I warned that these wouldn’t necessarily be cohesive until I got back into writing. I was doing well but started to stray so that’s my cue to wrap it up. Until later……. peace, love, and chicken grease.
Tonight we went out for my birthday dinner since I was on-call for work last night. Good thing too, because just as we were sitting down to eat last night, the BlackBerry rang and I had to be on the phone for about an hour. Kinda sucked, but it’s only once a month. I like to think of it as getting paid to sleep.
We went over to BJ’s Brewhouse. Third time there. The menu is so huge that it’ll take a few more visits to taste all of the things that I want to eat in there. The must have, however, is the Ahi Poke appetizers. I. Love. This. Dish. I love it so much that I followed it today (name that song to go to the bonus round). But really, I love it so much that I ordered it to go so I could still taste a bunch of other things. It’s that good. So far, I haven’t had anything there that I didn’t love.
Tonight, dishes visiting our table included Avocado Egg Rolls, Tuscan Limone Chicken, Chicken Fried Steak, California Burger, and the Mini Pizooki Trio. Every last bit of it was delicious.
The best part about eating dinner at 6:30 is not feeling bad about having a snack at about 9:30. And a healthy snack at that! Pardon me whilst I om. Nom nom.
I’m still taking suggestions for a name for the new laptop when she arrives. Maybe I’ll get a pole dancing sticker and put it on her and call her Lexi. I stun myself with these nuggets of genius.
You know, I’d love to keep talking to you, but I have tuna to eat.
Well, then. It is time to begin the journey of year 37. I always have these grand plans, theories of how I can make myself better, and yet, never do they come to fruition. This year, no grand plans. Just a quest to try to write daily. As such, you may be subjected, dear reader, to some serious drivel. I cannot help myself. These daily posts will be titled 37.whatever day. Other posts will be named whatever they’re about. Makes sense, no?
It was a lovely day. Lots of phone calls and Facebook messages to let me know that I truly am loved. Lovey got me some beautiful flowers and a card (Hoops and YoYo, FTW!), oh yes, and a new laptop. It is still being built but oh, I do believe that it will be oh so pretty. It is with this new laptop that I hope to be inspired to write. Daily. I may even name her, my new writing buddy. I am accepting name suggestions. *evil Shatner*
So, as I begin year 37, my family all have their health, Lovey and I have jobs (that we actually like…go figure), we are sheltered in a sweet house, and we are ready to hunker down for the winter, keeping the budget belt tight for a little while, preparing for getting out and enjoying everything Colorado has to offer very soon. I don’t think I could ask for more. I mean, of course I’d love to win that $25K raffle on Christmas day, but otherwise, I’m in a good place.
Come along for the ride, and please, don’t hesitate to bust my chops if you see that I’m slacking. I’ll take it in stride and get my hands on the keyboard. I’ve some other things to talk about, but those shall go in a brand new post. Until then…
Once again, I’ll be trying to post more often. We all know how that goes, however. I start, I’m good for a few days, then I drop off. I can’t help it that there’s not always something interesting happening in my life. I don’t want to bore you, my two or three readers, you know.
If you read the last post, well, work is going well. I’m learning a lot whilst breaking things (although not my fault). Sometimes I feel like a complete moron, but that’s probably just an issue I have.
It’s quite difficult to believe that 2010 is winding down already. It’s already nearly time to make those New Year’s resolutions that we all break on, oh, January 2. Have you already decided on what you aren’t going to do in 2011? 😉
*total aside* Mariska Hargitay is a beautiful woman. Yeah, I’m watching SVU.
On the subject of 2011, in January, I get the sweet opportunity to do a little Zumba during halftime of the Nuggets game in January. Now, if I could just get around to learning that dance, lol, If you’re in Colorado or New Orleans (I’m pretty sure they’re playing NO), maybe you’ll get to catch that halftime gig on TV.
I hope you’ll bear with me here. I know this is kinda ramble-y, but I’m trying to get back to my former blogging form. If you’d like to read from when I was more coherent, there are plenty of entries to check out right after I import them, lol.
Regardless, I thank you, three readers, for stopping by. It’ll get better so tell your friends. Until later….