..Domestic adventures abound...
Ok, so I just got back from a month of domestic travelling, and I got to see a lot of people that I haven't seen in a while and really needed to see. LA, San Diego, Colorado Springs, Denver, Ohio, DC - good trip. Aside from a few minor hitches, i,e. spending almost $50 in an internet cafe in the airport, missing a flight, losing my credit card, not remembering which airline I was on, and almost missing another flight, everything went OK I think. I was definitely getting in touch with my inner child, seen below:
I got a chance to spend some time with Mr K, my favorite carnie. How many carnies do you know? I know one. While that might make him my favorite carnie by default, I think even if I became with a large group of carnies, he'd still be number one.
During my stay there, he sent me an absolutely awesome and all telling picture of Afghanisam. Afghanisam has made several appearances on this blog in several forms, but I think this one is by far the most definitive:
As you may already know, Afghanisam is in Kandahar. I like to refer to "Kandahar" as "Klandahar" because so many of the Americans who work at that regional training center are lunatic racists. So I went ahead and got into the Time/Space machine that I have in my garage, punched in a few numbers, and arrived in a different time and space where Sam was assimilated by the klansman. I snapped a picture and just barely escaped with my life, and I want to show everyone what I discovered:
Hang in there Sam, be strong. Don't become Afklanisam.
So yeah, other than that nothing going on. I've shaved my beard, cut my hair, and got some nice new duds that, when I wear them, I look like a freaking officer. An "Oh." A "Zero." A "Rupert." Yeah, that's me. Gotta be all serious and stuff now. :( But no big deal, from the sounds of it I'll have plenty of time to play and be merry. I leave the day after tomorrow. Woohoo!
I got a chance to spend some time with Mr K, my favorite carnie. How many carnies do you know? I know one. While that might make him my favorite carnie by default, I think even if I became with a large group of carnies, he'd still be number one.
During my stay there, he sent me an absolutely awesome and all telling picture of Afghanisam. Afghanisam has made several appearances on this blog in several forms, but I think this one is by far the most definitive:
As you may already know, Afghanisam is in Kandahar. I like to refer to "Kandahar" as "Klandahar" because so many of the Americans who work at that regional training center are lunatic racists. So I went ahead and got into the Time/Space machine that I have in my garage, punched in a few numbers, and arrived in a different time and space where Sam was assimilated by the klansman. I snapped a picture and just barely escaped with my life, and I want to show everyone what I discovered:
Hang in there Sam, be strong. Don't become Afklanisam.
So yeah, other than that nothing going on. I've shaved my beard, cut my hair, and got some nice new duds that, when I wear them, I look like a freaking officer. An "Oh." A "Zero." A "Rupert." Yeah, that's me. Gotta be all serious and stuff now. :( But no big deal, from the sounds of it I'll have plenty of time to play and be merry. I leave the day after tomorrow. Woohoo!
