Happenings

Another short weekend is coming to an abrupt end. Figured I'd throw a blog on here while I watch the end of the Davidson v Kansas game.

I had planned on taking the Chinatown bus up to Philly Saturday morning so that I could bring back my Harley, but the weather didn't allow for it. One of these weeks...

Instead of a Bag of Crap at the end of the last woot-off, they had some screaming monkeys up there. Needless to say, I wooted. I'm pretty excited to have gotten my first screaming monkey. It's a pink caped one. For those of you who know woot, but not the screaming monkeys, that just means you don't woot as much as you should. Those that don't even know what woot is, need to check out my links and familiarize themselves with it.
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I fixed my Xbox Live, seriously jeopardizing my social life.

Played basketball today for the first time in months... nearly died the first few games, but by the end seemed to have my legs halfway back. Can't wait to get out of bed tomorrow and see how sore I am.

United lost 2-0 in their opening game to KC... Bad start for the black and red.

I now have something to look forward to, which is always a good thing. The A-Team movie is coming out June 12th, 2009. I know, I know, can't freakin' wait right? I can't wait to see how many bullets John "Hannibal" Smith and his boys can shoot without killing a single bad guy. Awesomeness.
Dono where I'll be this week for work. As far as I'm aware, I'll be in the office. Next job will more than likely be in Iowa or Bulgaria. Hmm... Iowa or Bulgaria? Gee, I think that's an easy decision.

I Got Nothin'

Well, not too much has transpired over the past few weeks. Here's ten statements, observations and/or concerns that have arisen over that period.

- St. Patrick's Day weekend was a blur... no real surprises there. Dewey Beach, DE seems like a decent place. It's a shame I was there for a whole weekend and didn't even see the shore once... ah well, what ya gonna do?

- Of the dozens, maybe even hundreds of geophysical surveys I've done so far in my young career, I can count the number of surveys that went by w/o any hiccups or problems on my fingers. I've come to plan for the worst when gearing up for a job.

- When picking up replacement equipment today at a FedEx location an hour away from Boone, NC (the closest one), I saw a restaurant with those delicious three letters in the name... PHO 777. Needless to say, I got pretty excited. Unfortunately it was nine in the morning and I had shit to do. I just now searched online to check for the closest Pho joint to Boone, expecting there to be one in town. The closest place was PHO 777... Oh no, no Pho fo me this week.

- I've eaten at the same place the last two nights. It's a shitty chain place right next to my hotel. Convenience wins out all too often. The first night I ordered a 6 oz. filet, expecting something decent; it wasn't. The second night I opted for a cheeseburger. I swear, the hunk of meat they called a filet was the same thing they called a cheeseburger. No good.

- I need to get back in shape. This is bad, I'm afraid to get out there and play ball or soccer this spring for fear of coughing up a lung or having a heart attack. Time to get my shit together and start working out again. Traveling for work really makes it tough to get a workout routine together.

- I need to get to at least five DC United games this year. They're crazy fun, let me know if you want to go. I'm definitely game if I'm in town. I wonder what lame name the Philly club will come up with for their new team. If it's lame, I'm going to be so pissed off. Don't come up with some childish name like so many football, baseball or basketball teams have in this country. Name it Philly 1776, Philadelphia AC (Athletic Club), Athletico Philadelphia or something basic and classy like that. Take a hint from the Euro clubs.

- I need a girlfriend.

- I don't think blogging is going to get me a girlfriend.

- I don't think I'm going to be home for Easter, and for this, I'm sad.

- If I can't get up to Philadelphia to pick up my bike sometime soon, I'm going to snap. Jealousy is coursing through my veins every time I see a bike on the road. I need my fix.

Proof that there's no justice in the world...

I am so freaking angry right now... some background for you.

I just got my hairs cut at the same place I've gone the last two times, and to my pleasant surprise, Sunny, my hair cutter lady was on vacation. I should have just turned around and walked out the door but instead, my dumbass proceeded to ask for a hairscut.

The lady (we'll call her crap face) comes up to me and asks me how I want it cut and I proceed to tell her that I want it the same way that it is now, but shorter. For those who haven't seen me in a while, I've been sporting a semi-mohawk. It's not a full blown one, but it's not your average hair cut. Anywho, I tell crap face that I want a two to a three on the sides, faded to a trim on the top. I tell her that I want to keep my semi-mohawk. Easy enough. Any 1 year old still crapping their diaper and suckling on mom's tit would have understood that.

So I get my hair washed, even though it had been washed 30 minutes prior to going, and head back to crap face's little hair cut kiosk thing (why do they always freaking insist upon washing your hair?). Crap face begins by eyeing up my sideburns and asking me if I want them taken up. I say "No, they're fine where they are." Crap face apparently didn't like where they were and ignored my statement, trimming my sideburns up a ridiculous amount. I had just trimmed them up yesterday when I shaved my ugly face, so they were already at max height. Not only did she take them up to a height that hasn't been achieved since I was probably 10 and unable to grow sideburns, but she made them completely uneven.

As soon as that happened, I knew I was in for a treat.

I let it slide, knowing that sideburns are an easy fix and continued sitting in crap face's chair, at her mercy. She then busted out the clippers with a no. 2 attachment and started trimming up the back. Crap face being the incompetent boob that she is, buzzed off the tail-end of my most glorious semi-mohawk in one foul swoop. I wanted to get out of the chair and start hurling obscenities at her, and anyone else within earshot, but I just sat there, pissed as all Hell.

Long story short, I got a shit haircut and did nothing about it.

Instead of getting out of the chair, punching her head off, picking it up and punting it across the mall then running back to her corpse and crapping down her neck like I should have done. I merely got up out of the chair, thanked the louse, and paid my absurdly expensive bill.

If there's any justice in the world, crap face will somehow be in a catastrophic yet non-fatal accident this evening, lose the use of her hair butchering hand, and be unable to deliver another shit hairs cut in her life.

Damnit, I thought bitching to you would make me feel better... but I'm still pissed at that @#$%&!

Bye

And that's a wrap

As I'm sure the majority of you know, I'm finally back in the States... thus seemingly putting an end to "Steveski's Blogski's".

The jet lag induced haze hanging over my already small and cluttered noggin has finally lifted, allowing me to look back on my trip. Even though we didn't have time off to venture too far away from Slupsk, we were definitely able to sneak in some good times and see some cool stuff. I'll miss a few things from good ol' Polska, but as the little lady in the red shoes says...

There's no place like home.

So now I've been thrown back into the daily grind of the DC burbs. Seems as though not a whole lot has changed... still have bills to pay, and ladies to lay. Unfortunately I can't seem to do either very well.

So stay tuned, just because I left the land of the Poles, doesn't mean the blogs won't still be a comin'.

Until next time, good day from Bethesdaski.

- Esteban