I guess it is that time again. Time to clean out the pictures from the ol’ iPhone and share a little bit of those “no shit, there I was” stories with you. This is always good for a stretch when I am in a material slump.
This past Christmas I was flying to New York for a little vacation and very relieved to be leaving 7 feet of snow. Really, there was 7 feet. Anyway, during a layover in Minneapolis I was witness to a random caroler attack. It was a little awkward to stand there while everyone in the terminal ignored their performance. It went like this…
“Tis the season to be jolly…”
“Falla la la la la la la laaa”
“Last boarding call for Delta flight 663…”
All of my Friends know that when it comes to moving, I am the one who will always lend a hand. The only thing I ask for is beer and Led Zeppelin 3 on the stereo. But I will admit, sometimes the beer can complicate things.
“This couch will totally fit down these stairs. Just let me finish this last sip of wonderful PBR.”
“You’re good, you’re good, you’re good…”
“Oh dude, I am so, so sorry. Let’s have another beer and drag the fridge down here.”
Well, they almost got me back for that little accident by packing all the knives in a box. Almost got me.
This is actually from my work phone. Didn’t notice it had a flash until I was trying to learn the features.
You know you are in a cool bar when it is decorated with old Hasbro Star Wars’ toys. I still want an AT-AT.
This proves that I am still rocking the Wolf shirt. Actually, I don’t even notice it as a satirical jest towards the Idahoians. Maybe I am one now. uhhhhh….
So that was a pretty pathetic post but I am at work so it’s the best I can do. I will be reading you blogs today so sweep the floors, put stuff under the bed and fire up the tea kettle. You’re having company.