Adventure is really just poor planning.

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Imagine, trying to calm down a lady whose flight left in 20 minutes, and only had a 35 minute lay-over in the next city.

While boarding for my flight out, I remember recently staying that the Birmingham airport is a very well laid out airport compared to several others in the country. The staff on the other hand is border lining retarded. I try to give them reasonable benefit of the doubt. Mostly because I actually went to high school with a lot of people there. Unfortunately some of them are running on a  really short leash. Even more so after someone stepped in front of the self-service ticket kiosk I was carefully working on and started banging on the screen without saying he was an employee or announcing his intentions. I ended up with a ticket to Vegas when I was headed to Sacramento, and being reminded why people say that I am just a little tightly wounded. Luckily I read my tickets before I got to the gate. So aside from some extra foot work everything was ok.

Luckily it looks like all of the crying kids on the terminal are all getting on a different flight. However my flight was delayed shortly due to weather. Luckily for me, the first rule to flying is never do it while you are in a hurry. But I did have to deal with a lady who only had 15 minutes to get to her next plane in our next city.

I was asked the best thing today.

I gave someone the quick rundown of why they would not like to live the way I did, or probably not with me for all that matter.  The time spent sleeping in tents in towns I couldn't name, living in self storage units for cheap rent, and the such.  Then she asked me, if given the choice would →

Something about having a legend.

Currently I have been visiting Birmingham, Alabama. And it has been very hard to keep a consistent internet connection. I think the first time I had a real internet connection, I spent most of that time updating Stupidhurts and prepping it for some major changes. I really haven’t had a lot of time to just sit in from of my →

Normal is relative.

I know that every time I go somewhere and they do not card me for something, it still kinda aggravates me. But I also  have to admit it is a very strange feeling when someone ask me how my day at school went, from their front yard. As I walk down the street. Of course it is an even stranger feeling →

Remember, no onions or anchovies.

From mighty civilizations, to late night pizza runs. Poor communication can ruin anything. Saturday morning I was working on the security staff at a bondage convention that was planned for the entire weekend. We had about eighty percent give or take of the conference space booked. Being a mostly adult oriented convention, it really didn't start all that early in the →

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Since my insurance was terminated earlier this month. I decided that I would make a day of sitting on hold. Near the end of my run I decided that I had not taken nearly enough verbal abuse. So I called the Social Security office to get a status report on my application. The last time I called in. My application was →

I like the kinda bars you leave your clothes outside when you get home. Classy!

This weekend was spent at a Science Fiction convention in Birmingham. I went for several reasons. One was for general con weirdness. The other reason was to see my mom whom I haven't seen in a bit. She actually helped organize the convention. Yes my mom is a bigger nerd than I am, but she has been at this for a →

And my barber thinks I am weird.

I caught the bus from Atlanta, Georgia home to Birmingham, Alabama. I would have paid extra to take the train had I realized how long I would be in Alabama just so I could take my bicycle with me. But then I would have missed all the excitement you find from the locals when you ride the cheap buses. Like →

Sould have known I wouldn’t feel clean long.

You ever write something as a quick update for face book, and it ends up becoming an entire blog post? While riding home from the warehouse grocery store we had just visited, I asked about the plans on taking care of everything that needed to be frozen. She told me we had a deep freezer in the basement. Truthfully I had →

But, at least I feel pretty.

11 days is way too long with out an update. I spent the past week in a hospital with no internet and since i got home I have worked decently hard to write about my past two weeks. It is been a bit odd.