Experienced IT Master, volunteer, husband, dog parent and aviation fanboy.
I had the best ham omlette, of all things, for dinner tonight. The ham was real and tasty, cheese perfect and the eggs — remarkably done, yet tender and fluffy. Amazing something so seemingly simple could be so vastly better than you’ve ever had before.
Today we went to the Centre Pompidou and saw the Mus
OK, so my friends have cajoled and sucked me into using facebook. I must admit their photo page creator is pretty slick, so I used that to upload my photos so far:
We had perhaps the last good day of weather in our schedule today, according to the forecasts. So we made the best of it! Click on them for bigger versions.
I have travel stories already. I made it my goal of staying awake the first day until a reasonable hour. Yay — I did it. 10PM and it’s bedtime on this Friday night! I am dog tired!
Speaking of dogs, I had always read and heard that Paris has dog crap laying all over the streets as people didn’t pick up after their dogs. It must be one of those fallacies to keep people away — kinda like Seattle and rain, because I have yet to come across any of this detrius on the streets. As a matter of fact most are pretty clean actually. Hmmpf. Must hunt for this elusive French dogshit. Will take photos. This is my new mission.
And speaking of the French — I have yet to be truly offended by anyone’s rude behavior yet either. I actually got a lot of smiles and good natured-ness even using my extremely limited French phrases. Although you do get a lot of “matter-of-factness” as I call it. Call it a smooth indifference. They absolutely give you what you want, but just no smile. I say — so what?! That’s not rude. That just…is. Which apparently is very French. Definitely not American style. But that’s why you travel, isn’t it — to get out of your comfort zones, explore and witness that there are other ways of doing things just as good as your own.
OK, I’m nearly hitting the keyboard with my head nodding off to sleep. Pictures to come tomorrow and so does Claire!
J’attends avec int
Safeway assaulted me today. I go in to get my weekly groceries and WHAM! Pink, pink, pink, pink. Pink roses. Pink balloons. Pink banners. I mean, it was 20-feet thick as you waded your way through it at the entrance to the store. It was PINK.
Oh, that’s right, it’s VD .
No, I’m not bitter, or especially so. But with my BS meter set so high these days I was bound to find this utter explosion of forced joy very disturbing and ridiculous. What a waste of time. So this is the only day you can celebrate with the love of your life?
Seems to me a better love is one that lasts all year long and stays steady and becomes your “rock.” VD in my opinion is just an excuse to waste money and feel better about yourself for actually remembering the day.
So I’m not actually bitter on love. Jaded on what people think it “should be”, perhaps.
So I’ve been sick and at home for a few days — no fun. I’m still alive, however!
Anyways, I decided to fire-up Flight Simulator and do some mountain flying. Love winter scenery. So I took a few shots of me in my trusty Cessna 172 “N101GW” departing Lost River in the North Cascades. Also got a vid. Watch video
I usually don’t post misc. emails, but this one is so damn funny I just had to.
