"Our Top Story Tonight.... Two Puddles May Combine on the East Side to Create One Large Puddle!"
Have you ever been to one of those places where everything seems somewhat normal on the surface, but just a scratch under becomes a bizzare world of insane proportions? Kind of like a dream world, but one that is real. That's Corpus Christi for you. This is a really lame post with a collection of some stuff that doesn't necessarily all fit what I just wrote. Live with it.
I should have caught on when flying down here that something was about to get weird. For one, I was surrounded by old people on a small airplane. That, in and of itself, is neither odd nor undesirable. I enjoy meeting people with more wisdom about life and talking with them. I do not enjoy it, however, when these wise sages begin extruding a constant noxious gaseous concoction of farts in a small, confined space. There was no oxygen left on my airplane. None. I grabbed three oxygen masks from the overhead bin and pulled the tube tight to start the flow of oxygen. I then placed the elastic band around my head, pulling on the straps to tighten the mask and began self-CPR... ok, so maybe i'm exaggerating a little. It was one of those worst-case scenarios, though, and I doubt you'll find it in any survival guide...
I also went to a Subway today for lunch. Completely normal except for the ceiling fans on the 7.5' ceilings... thats really low for a ceiling fan. Really low. The blades were literally 4" above my head. SLIGHTLY unnerving as I'm trying to look up through the blades to see the menu in front of me.
I was invited by a gentleman to visit his small sailboat about 30 minutes away, which he lives on full-time, and he would make me dinner some evening there... I may decline the offer.
My hotel room's air duct is completely coated with mold. My room smells like mold. Punch-you-in-the-face kind of mold smell. It's interesting, really.
The place where I am working ran a news story about a 30-foot-long, 2-foot wide PUDDLE today. That's right, folks... a PUDDLE. Apparently, there was a risk of this puddle spilling into another nearby puddle. The evil puddle had algae growing in it from some previous city work and the other puddle was leading to a storm drain. This was actually a live report at the top of the news tonight. LIVE REPORT!!! The journalist was extra-cautious, though, and wore a latex glove when dipping his hand in the 4" polluted puddle to show the algae. Who knows how many lives he just saved!!!
I don't know. There is so much hilarious stuff happening here that I just can't remember it all. Stay tuned for more...
Oh yeah, and apparently I am going to eat at a restaurant soon that does not serve food on plates. Its all waxed paper. I can't wait!

2 Comments:
The bad part is, you are really in the twilight zone and you will have to ride that same plane every week from now until eternity without regard for your final destination. With the new restrictions on liquids and gels, you can't even hose down the geriatric gassologists with Fabreeze anymore. P.S. I still read your blog, even if no one else but Bergman and Miss Elanious do.
"P.S. I still read your blog, even if no one else but Bergman and Miss Elanious do."
You know, I can understand why you still read his blog, you're his dad after all, but man, I really need a life...
:)
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