Airlines... Early mornings...

So, a funny thing happened to me, last week while I was trying to leave San Francisco. I went to the airport, returned my rental car, grabbed the tram to the terminal, checked my bag and headed to the gate. Usually when heading to the gate I grab out my license and stick my wallet and other metallic objects into my pocket. This time I went to get my license, it wasn’t there! I realized I had left it in my rental car, so I dropped my junk with someone I could trust and booked to the tram. Realized after 10 minutes that I was on the wrong tram, got on the correct one, got to the rental car, people were buzzing around it, I hollered please don’t move that, I left my license in it. They all looked at me and said, how about the keys? I couldn’t believe it (insert long story here about trying to get a ride back to the terminal to get their keys, which I left in my jacket, to no avail!) and no license! Talked to the lady that checked me in, nothing. Oh no! Talked to the most senior Avis guy and he told me to just leave the keys with someone from Northwest. Great! Back I go to the terminal, realized my keys were in my jacket, in my checked luggage! Northwest folks bent over backwards to get my bag back and there was my license! YAY!!!! And I even had time to get breakfast. I guess the next time I think about 1) getting ready the night before and/or 2) checking my jacket pockets before packing said jacket, I should just do it! Huh? I was glad I got up at 0300!

That’s it for today.
BS

New Digs….

We begin with a dialog:
Family member: So, what the heck is up, BS? You haven’t blogged in a long time?
BS: Well, I just haven’t had time.
Family member: BS!
BS: Well, I haven’t had anything to write about.
Family member: BS!
BS: ok (hangs head), I’m a slacker?
Family member: right on!

So, without any further adieu....

On January 15th, with the help of some friends, I moved into my “new digs”, it is a fantastic and wonderful apartment right off Main street, I overlook the common and the loony bin (read: housing for the mentally ill, where I’ll probably end up some day!). I have been here just over a month and I love it! It has it’s lonely days and it’s bad days, but for the most part it is a phase of my life that I totally missed and wished I hadn’t. If I had done this before getting married, I may have chosen a different life.

Outside of the new place, life is pretty alright, friends are friends, others are others and life seems to have returned to some sense of “normalcy”.

I found out yesterday that one of the people that I am VERY fond of is engaged. This person is one of the few that I would probably break up with anyone at any time, if I thought I had a shot with them. I don’t, so that is probably not even something reasonable to say, but when they told me they were engaged, I told them that. They were flattered, I think they chuckled a bit and forgot about it, but that’s good. I mean, sheesh! In retrospect, what kinda guy just blurts out (when being told that their friend just got engaged) “I SO would’ve loved to have been with you”. Huh? Not someone who’s nice!

Anyway, that’s my story for tonight. I have another few fun stories, but they’ll wait….

G’night
BS