I have to be in the meat packing (hehe) district in NYC for a photo shoot. I am nervous as hell and I cant even really think of sleeping right now. I racked out in the back of the car for about an hour today, got back and watched a movie, and now I am wide awake. SHITE! Im hoping this nervous energy subsides and I can get some beauty rest because God knows I need that since I DO NOT photograph well.
20 days ago I received an email from an organization I belong to called the Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America or IAVA for short. The email was calling for all vets in the NYC area to come out for a casting call for a suit designer named Joseph Abboud. You can read the rest of the details on a previous blog entitled Today Was a Good Day.
I have no idea what to expect right now, but know that I cannot be late to this and that I am working for almost 12 hours a day for the next 2 days. Haha I said “working”. I bet its not as easy as I think its going to be. I shouldve asked my model friends the Davenports to help me with my “Blue Steel” look. They have it down pat.
Oh, I was asked to bring some candid photos of me while I was in the military so here’s the ones I picked. I figure I can tell a little something about each and make it funny, but there are three in there that are going to either make or break me. I havent shown these to anyone and no one knows about these unless you were flying over Afghanistan with me. I feel like showing you the “stache” pics is already a mistake, but here’s to being spontaneous. Cheers. pics
I said goodbye to Eric, Shane and Tobi on Monday afternoon as they had to drive back to California to resume their normal, non-binge drinking lives (yeah right). Brandon’s goodbye came on Monday night around midnight as he was taking a tail swap (swapping a plane from home base with a plane that has been flying over Afghanistan) early morning on Tuesday. Today I said goodbye to Kenzi as she went to work at the Racket Club and finally little Chazalito and Tammi when they took me to the airport.
This whole week felt like we picked up right where we left off, never skipped a beat. Like it hadn’t been almost 2 years since I had seen that crew. Its crazy to think that even over that expanse of time, when you come together with good people, its that easy to just “be.” No stress in answering all the normal questions as soon as you get in, “how ya been, what are you doing now, any ladies in your life?” We all have the mutual inderstnading that with time all these things will come out and that we don’t need to rush into interrogations. Let the conversation come as it may, don’t force any issues and just flow. I loved that about this week, I wish it were longer
When I first got here to Tucson on Wed, Brandon and I promptly came home to pour some adult beverages. We rolled out to the pool and just caught up on life. An hour turned into four, one drink turned into 6 and I was “toasty.” Toasty in two ways, I didnt eat as much as I should have throughout the day AND I got too much color. Little did I know that pale white guys that have been hiding from the NJ sun and hang out inside too much burn easily under this beautiful cloudless sky. Little did I know.
What makes it worse is the fact that I bought a big ass bottle of suntan lotion for Thursday, used it quite often, and got burned worse anyway. Crap!! Its only my shoulders and upper back, but it was hard to sleep. Hard to sleep when I am already having trouble putting down quality Zs. Totally worth it though to be out here. Gonna put on some Zinc, lather up real think with the lotion and wear a T shirt in the pool like a fat kid. This way I dont miss a day outside bc of my stupidity. Dumb me, red me. Drinks and great friends always get me into trouble…and I wouldnt have it any other way. Let the weekend commence!
Have multiple Capt and Cokes with Mr Bennett (been a long time coming)
Hold my first conversation with Chaz
Give hugs to the whole family, then force them to drink beers
Embarrass Kenzi at her graduation AND in front of her friends AND at her grad party
Be that wasted guy at some point during the week
Not get sun burnt
Get Terri so hammered she falls in the pool
Lay out under the stars
Skate the best pavement I can find
Get Grandma Bacon a beer
Watch the planes take off from base again
Visit base and my old squadron
Continue my workout regimen
Play catch-up with:
Hathorn before he deploys on Monday
Stacey and crazy Nicole (no you cant sleep in my bed again!!)
Queensbury and his fam
Doyle, Mel and their kids
Young Albert Levin
Everyone else that still likes to party
Eat at the following places:
MacMahons for buttery prime rib
In-N-Out Double Double with Cheese (x3)
Whataburger sausage gravy biscuits for my hangover
Any dirty burrito joint I can find
Frog N Firkin for a real deep dish slice and an Apricot Ale on tap
Visit these bars:
The Cow Pony (with no fights this time or breaking tables with guy’s faces)
Anything on 4th
Pee in Bennett’s pool
I know I should probably be a Washington Wizards fan since I grew up in MD, but I cannot. I root for them when I can, but feel no attraction to them as a team. This would not change even if they were winning, which they may never do. The Phoenix Suns on the other hand, HIYO (apparently “Hiyo” is the Jersey war cry and I have taken it as my own. Consider yourself edumacated)!! The first day I was ever in AZ in 2003, my dad and I checked out a Suns win versus the Rockets. From that moment on, I knew that I had finally found my basketball team. Here we are now 6 years later and just tied up the Western Conference Final with the Lakers. After being blown out, I mean out of the stadium, embarrassing blown out, we came back with two huge wins in Phx. Amare blew up for 42 two nights ago and had another brilliant game tonight with the bench adding 50+ points. That’s unheard of! The series heads back to LA for game 5 on Thursday and then on Saturday they come back to Phx.
Weird, guess who’s in AZ at that same time? Can anyone put a finger on it, who could it be? Its me FOOLS!! How much are tickets and who’s going with me. Even weirder fact. I am in AZ for the Suns to clinch the Western Conference Championship and THEN I am in Boston the following week. Is this fate? I am not sure how I can afford to go to a game in Phx and a game in Boston, but I think that is what Jesus wants me to do. I mean what are the odds, really? I plan a trip to Tucson that gets moved earlier because Bennett is leaving for the desert. This allows me to go to Phx for the clinching game. Because I moved my AZ trip earlier, I am now going to Boston with my family because they got a timeshare up there randomly. What?! The same week that the finals are going on!!! Its meant to be and Im going to try to make it happen. This is going to be a stretch on the ole piggy bank, but how often does the Lord jesus himself tell you that you need to go to a couple basketball games?
Some people get it, some people don’t. Some people like them, still others don’t. I would dare to liken numbers to cilantro. Maybe the first time in history that this comparison has ever been brought to light but I feel that it is an accurate one. Hopefully you will too after I explain my reasoning for this.
I am finishing up Accounting280 this week in college and I have to say that this is, by far, the WORST class I have ever been in. I can’t say that the teacher has much to do with how bad it is because accounting is just something that doesn’t interest me, never has and never will. My teacher is a very soft-spoken, monotone fellow who does well to convey the vast knowledge he obviously has stored in that beautifully shorn head of his, but I just get talked to sleep. He uses me as a comparison many times right as I am on the verge of a micro nap so I have to spring back to life and act like I know where we are. Since I am the only business owner in the class, he uses Bustin Boards to illustrate many of the principles we are trying to discover. Throughout this course, I have learned some things about where our prior mistakes were in the accounting of our inventory and money. That’s a good thing. I also learned the importance of the accounting behind the numbers of a company. Another good thing. But the fact still remains that I cannot wrap my head around this. I am simply not a numbers guy. Yes, I can figure out the solutions to problems, equate averages and create balance sheets (somewhat), but this drives me crazy. Im a people person. I crave interaction, something to engage me. Call this ADD if you want, but I do like shiny things. Numbers cant offer me that. Read more…
The last couple posts really got me thinking about the changes we go through in life and how different things are today than yesterday. Not actually yesterday, but you know what I mean. The yesterday that was your college years or for me the military. The yesterday that was high school, middle school and the playground in elementary. The yesterday that was the old block, the hood you grew up in. Where is all that now? Where did it all run off to?
I know we are on this earth to live, work, die and pay taxes, but along the way, where did these times go? Have you ever really sat down and thought about how mundane and monotonous our lives have become. Where is the spontaneity, that fire that makes us leap before we look. We are so calculated and plan oriented now that we have lost a little bit of ourselves and we lose more with each day that we dont reign it back in. Work to make money to live happily ever after when you are 65. Its not going to happen like that for me and I know that. I want to live that life now and work along the way. Truthfully, I just dont want to work ever again, but I havent invented silent velcro yet. Read more…