Back In The Boston

Today is Tuesday March Twenty Third Two Thousand Ten. Back in Boston. Once again I got stuck in the fucking Milwaukee airport and the fucking pre security personnel and the telephone people couldn't tell me how long the flight would be delayed. No, I had to go thru the security screening bullshit every time I needed to get an update of when the fucking plane was going to fucking take off. I don't understand how hard it is for them to have a "master" schedule so that the left foot knows what the right foot is doing. Its like they want angry people to wait around the gates rather than enjoying the fresh fucking air of Wisconsin. I am sure its not the General Mitchel airport, that it happens everywhere but it just seems stupid. I went thru the security checkpoint four times and each time they searched me like I was trying to smuggle small children in my backpack. This one lady told me that I couldn't keep going back and forth thru security and that I had to wait at the gate. When I asked her why she didn't have an answer and I told her that if I could either get the correct info from the ticketing people or if I could smoke cigars in the airport then this wouldn't have to happen. She didn't seem to have any suggestions.

Yes, smoking cigars now. I was walking down Sixth Street in Austin and I didn't feel cool enough so I picked up a package of Tiparillo cigars to puff away when I was walking around checking things out. I don't think it made me look any cooler but I certainly felt cooler and thats what was important at that particular time. I am telling myself that this is better than smoking ciggys because I don't inhale the smoke and that I am not really smoking again but I really like them. In fact, I am going to buy another five pack when I get the hell out of work today. I dunno will see how that goes, I gained seven fucking pounds over the vacation because I ate like ass and I am none too proud of that either. But I am not drinking or using heroin and thats the important thing to remember.

SXSW was and will continue to be amazing. I am going to the Austin City Limits Festival since flights to Dallas are well under two hundred dollars and its great to be able to see the family as well. I am going to keep that on the radar and pick up plane tickets in the next couple of months. Even if a bunch of the bands suck ass there is still plenty of stuff to do in Austin anyway. Its from October eighth to the tenth so I reckon I will fly out on a Thursday spend the weekend plus a day or two in Austin and then cruise back to Dallas for the rest of the time. I'd have to take six days off of work and since I don't really give a shit what they think then that works for me. The only problem with my plan is if I either get a new job within CHB or somewhere else so I'd have to pull the "well if you hire me I need a week off in Rocktober. I dunno, Austin and Texas in general is just way too cool to let something like work get in the way of it.

Man, I have not been to a meeting for a few days and I am feeling it. I am either going to go to this shitty meeting in Cambridge that I don't like tonight or skip working out and go to the Hair Of The Dog meeting tomorrow morning. I don't like to skip working out, esp since the extra poundage but it would enable me to remind my sponsor that we have a basketball game tomorrow nite. I know that if I didn't remind him he would forget and I would be fairly pissed off about it. What I would really like to do it to get out of here in twenty minutes go directly home, watch the rest of the Denzel movie I've been watching and crash early. That would make me happy but instead I will probably go to this fucking meeting and do my normal routine so I can start losing weight again.

Oh, one last thing to write about for today. I broke my Kindle yesterday and thought all was lost. I've dropped it a couple of times and the screen stopped working. Not only was I pissed that I broke the fucking thing but also that I couldn't keep reading the book I was in the middle of. One good thing about the WI airport is that they have a used bookstore and sure enough there was the book I was reading although the bastards charged me five bucks for a used book. Anyway, I called amazon kindle service today expecting to be pissed off and I was pleasantly surprised to find out they will send me a new one and then after I receive it I send them back my broken one. I was fully expecting to go totally apeshit with the poor customer service person and that didn't have to happen. First my camera and now the kindle, I keep waiting to get totally fucked by technology and I am certainly not going to let my guard down for even a moment.