Last week was the family trip to Vegas in celebration of Grandma's 80th Birthday. There were 11 of us total and it was a blast! We took in a couple shows (Jubilee and Legends) which were both great and did the customary tour of the Casinos on the strip and of Freemont street. Lots of gambling/eating/drinking was done which is always makes a vacation fun! K and I both ended up for the trip ($400 and $100) and got in plenty of gambling to quench our Vegas thirst for quite a while. K is the Black Jack queen and the craps tables were treating me well.

We all put $5 into the pot and played some slots hoping for the big score. After the first day we had a last pull win to put us back up to even and decided to save it for the next day. However, we didn't do as well the second day and by the end Vegas had our money. Here's Grandma having a go at it...


We had lots of cocktail parties in the suite:


And made our way over to Excalibur to play the family tradition of "Pitch-a-Witch" ;-)





As for the home front, Kerri surprised me on Monday with a trip to the Giants game. We had unbelievable seats 3 rows back from home plate. We are 2-0 on Giants games so far, which is pretty good considering their record. So if the Giants want to pay us to go to their games and watch to make sure they win then we're up for it!






And for those of you that haven't visited yet, the summer sunsets are spectacular from the apartment window...

--S

Whoohoo! Party-C passed all her stock person tests! Whoohoo! Here's her and K partying it up a while back. If you see her in a bar, buy her a drink!

--S

So finally here's a bunch of pics from the past 6 months...

My little bro's graduation weekend:
Him faking like he went to school there and got a diploma:

The fam:

The parents of two smart Mosee grads ;)

A visit with my Grandma:


Here's some from my Grandma's 80th birthday party.
We couldn't make it back, but we'll see her soon in Vegas, Whoohooo!

Our ever growing family (sorry we couldn't make it):



Mr. and Mrs. Poohs visit:
Lombard Street:

Japanese Tea Gardens:





And a very foggy day at Goldent Gate bridge:




Here's some from K's Mom and Sister visiting:
A much nicer day at the bridge:

A walk on the beach:

A stop by the Dutch windmill and tulip garden in GG Park:

And the Alcatraz visit:




Here are some from the Vegas trip K and I took with my bro N-dawg and his wife L:




Here's me and K at a Giants game for my birthday:



Here's a pic of us hanging out at Hippie Hill in Golden Gate park on a beautiful May day:


And some pics of an earlier day at the same place in February:
Lots of hippies with their hippy toys:





And finally some from our apartment:
Entrance way:

Entrance room looking into the living room:

Living room:

Living room again:

Looking in from study:

Study (aka where S is stuck all day):

Of course the massage chair is only feet away:)

Looking in from kitchen:


Very small kitchen:



That's it. Now stop bugging me to put pics up!!! :)
--S

Hola, amigos. I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya, but I got a lot on my plate these days. Seriously, it was a shake-n-bake couple a weeks. A few weeks back my youngest bro MGD graduated from my alma-mater over in M-town and headed off to Arkansas to start on his Masters/PHD. Smart little shit! It was a great weekend partying with the fam though. The first night my other younger bro N-dawg gave me a run for my money slamming through a case of beer, but as always, the older bro prevailed! Smackdown! Of course we both suffer from the "drunk/loud/drunker/louder/really drunk/plug your damn ears" syndrome. In case you don't know what that is, try carrying on a conversation with us after we've had a good portion of a case of beer. You will plug your ears. And then put earmuffs on. So the rest of the weekend was pretty kick-ass. We went to see MGDs senior design project which crushed all the other projects. The only improvement to the hovercraft he built was if it could bring me a beer! At least his run, unlike mine. I did manage to snag a Wii that weekend! Image I had to travel 2000 miles just to get a damn Wii! I waited outside the Target for a good half-hour before they opened to make sure I got one. I didn't want to go through the same shit as last time. So the rest of the weekend was spent at my other brother D-money's house kicking it playin' Wii, drinkin' Buds, and trying to wear his Black Lab Buddy out with fetch. It was an awesome weekend!

K filled you in on the action-packed weekend we had with her brother and sister-and-law. That was a blast! This past weekend was filled with lots of beer. We finished up Bbbb's birthday week in style by hangin' out at Zeitgiest on a warm sunny day. Lots and lots of beer and good burgers. Don't go to the ATM across the street though. It's a total rip-off. They only let you take out $100 max and charge you a $3 fee. Bitches. So the rest of the night was a blur. I vaguely remember going to Pizza Orgasmica and then trying to get a cab back. Very, very blurry though. Yesterday Sweetie-J made us a kick-ass Chinese feast. It was awesome! S and D were also there and we just hung out all night eating the tons o' food.

Well, I'll rap at ya later, I have to recover from my 11 mile run today. You bunch of slackers.

Jim Anchower wannabe (alter ego of S-dawg)

MWF, 32, looking for new liver...

Me: short, fat, hates my job but loves my booze.
You: functioning.

--k

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Bbbbb!

Woo hoo! It's your birthday! Please note that today is 6/6/07. Last year, Bbbb's birthday was 6/6/06. Which makes him, well, "special" I guess.

We are looking forward to celebrating 2 times with Mr. Bbbb! And to that we are NOT saying Phtbhhthbhht!

--K

Visit with the Poohs...

So last weekend saw the Poohs make the trek to SF to spend some time touring around with Yours Truly and Blondie. WE HAD A BLAST!

Mr and Mrs Pooh landed Friday afternoon, which ended up being quite an accomplishment. The airline they flew (I won't name names, but it rhymes with ShUnited), managed to screw up 3 out of their 4 flights this past weekend. Their flight from Lex to Chicago was delayed, and they didn't think they would make their Chicago flight, but they did, only to find out the Chicago flight was delayed. Anyhoo, after a LONG day travelling, they finally got to leave the airport and ride the train to the city with me.

Then, just to put a capper on their day, Blondie and I inadvertently took them for a tour of the T-Loin trying to find the restaurant we wanted to take them to. A few beers after dinner and that concluded our evening. After all, they are totally on Eastern time.

Saturday we met them early and rode the cable cars to Lombard Street. Mr Pooh decided to put his vibe out (i.e. he stuck his ass out really far while we rode the cable cars, and almost got nailed by a cable car going the other way) We also had a super sarcastic driver (he was fabulous), who when someone asked if the car we were on was going to Fisherman's Wharf, he replied that it was actually going to San Diego). When we got to Lombard, we walked down it and took a peek at the Real World house before slowly making our way to Ghiradelli Square.

From there it was slowly ambling down to Fisherman's Wharf to see the sea lions and get snack before hopping our boat to Alcatraz. When mom and sis came to visit and we toured Alcatraz, we didn't do the audio tour which turned out to be a HUGE mistake. The audio tour rocked. After Alcatraz, we had some lunch and drinks, and then caught the F-Train back to Powell.

All of us were beat so we just head back to the hood for some beers, pizza, movie and Wii!

On Sunday, The Poohs caught the train out to the hood again and met me and Blondie for breakfast. From there we hit the Pacific Ocean, the bison paddock in GGPark, the Tea Gardens in GGPark, Full House Park and the Painted Ladies, the GGBridge, and finally Grace Cathedral (the most gorgeous building I've ever been in).

We spent the rest of the afternoon doing some shopping, some eating, and some more movie watching.

It was so good seeing the Poohs, especially seeing as how it's been almost a year since we last saw them! Now, I just have to make it back to Lex to see The Cutest Kid in the World before she realizes it's been way too long since I've seen her!

Thank you guys! We had the bomb time!

--K and S

I'm money baby...

So, I'm off to Vegas yet again. With Blondie yet again. I think we are going to see how many times we can make it to the City o' Sin in a year (nov '06 to nov '07). So far he has been 3 times, and yours truly has been 2. This next trip bumps us up to 4 and 3 respectively.

We'll be there in June to celebrate Grandma S's birthday (Blondie's grandma on his mom's side), and celebrating with the majority of Blondie's family unit. Blondie is staying 5 days, I'm flying in for 1. That's right. 1 day. Fly in Monday, come back Tuesday.

I'm going to predict how my blog will sound when I come back from that trip: "OMG! Then it was 5 am and I was TRASHED! And I lost so much MONEY!" :)

One thing constant about me, is that I like my booze and my gambling.

--K

Getting excited!!!

The Co-Creators of the Cutest Kid in the World (aka Mr and Mrs Pooh, aka my brother and sister-in-law) are coming for a visit this Friday! We have major plans, all of which involve NOT WORKING. Wooty woo!

In addition to the visit, Mr Pooh is graduating in 2 weeks with his MBA. Not only did he do this while working full-time and having a baby in there (technically Mrs Pooh of course had the baby - which I imagine is the hard part!!!), he did it with a 4.0 GPA!

Can't wait to see you guys (and a 2 week early congratulations!).

--K

Given the go ahead...

Finally. The news that makes me go Whee!

Brother R is a consultant for a major company. He goes every week, all week, to different cities working on various projects. This week he got named Chief Architect (in an of itself is a HUGE deal) for a project located in... wait for it... wait for it... SAN FRANCISCO!!!!

He will be here mid-June, approximately 1 block from my current work!

Can you spell party? Because I can: Y-O-U-R-S-T-R-U-L-Y-A-N-D-B-R-O-T-H-E-R-R (and blondie of course!!!!)

See you in June!!!

--K

Milwaukee trip...

Somehow I left off some other GREAT news. Blondie is off to the land o' cheese this weekend to see his youngest brother graduate with his bachelors degree in electrical engineering! Blondie and his family will be going to Bro's senior design exhibit on Friday and then to Bro's graduation on Saturday.

Bro heads off to Arkansas on Sunday b/c Bro is immediately starting a PhD program at University of Arkansas in nanotechnology!

Congratulations Bro!!! A word of advice from someone older (not wiser, just older): if you don't want to be yacking your guts out on Saturday, avoid beer darts with the fam on Friday.

--K

Party C, B2B, Graduating Shelby, and News that makes me go Whee!

PARTY C:
First off, a 1-day belated big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the fabul-osio Party C! I wanted to steal Bbbb's idea and spell it out in naked people, but alas, I didn't have the heart. Happy Birthday C! The weekend was a BLAST!

B2B:
So, this past Sunday was the Bay-to-Breakers race in SF. It's a 7.5 mile run from the Bay Bridge out through the city to the ocean. It's also one of the biggest party days in the city. There were over 60,000 runners, but probably 75% of them, just dressed in costume (or went naked) and pushed kegs/floats with kegs on them the entire course.

I saw more, um, naked bits Sunday morning than I've seen my entire life.

Me, Blondie, Party C, Wonderbutt, and Aussie B to name a few were also trashed by 8:45 am. Along with the 30,000 revelers that stood along the race route to cheer on everyone.

GRADUATING SHELBY:
Shelby Shelbs is now the official "owner" of an MBA from 1 of the most prestigious MBA schools in the country! Congratulations Shelby!!!! We are so proud of you!

NEWS THAT MAKES ME GO WHEE!:
Unfortunately, I can't sure this news yet. But let me say, oh it's good. It's so good. When I get the official go-ahead, I'm going to post it immediately. Not being able to tell is killing me.


Happy summer all!
--K

Overheard...

Training Dept Person #1: Today is my ex-boyfriend's birthday today. May he rot in hell.
Training Dept Person #2: No animosity huh?
TDP#1: NONE! I meant that in love.

The Birthday Weekend...

Since Blondie is being stubborn (to put it nicely :), I'll fill you all in on "The Birthday Weekend". You owe me Blondie.

Lessons learned:
1) Sweetie J often claims she is President of the Blondie Fan Club. IT'S TRUE!
2) Bartenders that seem mean to begin with often rock after a few beers.
3) We get more free drinks here in SF, than we ever did in the DFW metroplex.
4) Sweetie J makes a MEAN FRIED CHICKEN!
5) Party C makes MEAN BROWNIES!
6) Bbbb buys some MEAN TALL BOY MILLER LITES!
7) Party C became the official Vice-President of the Blondie Fan Club.
8) I think that makes my title of the Blondie Fan Club "groupie".

On Friday, Blondie met me a little early, and we headed off to Union Square to get some drinks (i.e. about 5 beers and a shot). Bbbb met us there and imbibed with us for a bit. When it was time to head over to Sweetie J's for aforementioned fried chicken, we asked for our check at which point the bartender gave us all free shots (#2, #3 above).

On our walk to Sweetie J's, we got distracted. Mostly by Blondie showing off his Unabomber impression. Bbbb and I followed about 15 feet behind him and watched people practically dunk under cars to avoid Blondie.

Then we got distracted again as we walked through Chinatown. We got distracted by a bar and had to seriously talk ourselves out of stopping for "just 1 more drink".

Then finally! Sweetie J's!!!! Some of the best food I've ever eaten (par for the course at her house). Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, cornbread, corn on the cob, homemade strawberry shortcake. Basically, "Heaven on a Plate". Or "Fried Chicken of Heaven". Or "Heaven in my belly".

Sigh. Can it be Blondie's birthday every weekend?

Then it was Saturday. The Actual Birthday. Bbbb picked us up and we enjoyed some tamales at the Farmer's Market. After the FM, Blondie and I hit the TacoBell/KFC (b/c god knows we hadn't eaten our weight in fried chicken on Friday night) for some grub. Bbbb showed back up around 3 pm with "presents" (#6 above). Party C joined us shortly thereafter with "presents" (#5 above) which made her title in the Blondie Fan Club official (#7 above). Needless to say, we got a little messed up and Blondie went to bed EARLY and SICK and A BIT GREEN.

All in all, a success! Thank you everyone who helped celebrate Blondie's Birthday! You all are rock stars!

--K

P.S. I'd like to acknowledge Sweetie J's roomie for giving us the term "B Unit". Everyone needs a "B Unit" in their life.

My apartment building is going to be on TV!!!!

So, it's not as good as *ME* being on TV, but I'll take it.

The pilot that filmed on our block was picked up by ABC and will be part of their fall line-up!

Everyone - I can feel your jealousy from here. It's not attractive. Maybe one day, your home will be on TV too.

--K

HAPPY 1 DAY EARLY BIRTHDAY BLONDIE!!!!!!!!!!

Nah nah nah nah nah nah... You say it's your birthday....
Go Blondie, it's your birthday. We're going to party like it's your birthday...

Happy Birthday Chompers! I hope you have a great weekend!

--K

Yeeee-haw!

Go Giants! Blondie and I went to our first SF baseball game last night and had a BLAST! The stadium is gorgeous, the beer was plentiful, the weather was insanely nice, and apparently, 9 run innings happen for the Giants. In addition to 9 runs in 1 inning, we also saw live and in-person, a bat break in half. I was laughing so hard that I missed the rest of the play, but what I saw on the replay on the giant screen was incredible.

Also, a big (5 day late) giant HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the most fabulous Mississippi Queen I know! Happy Birthday WC! I hope you had a great day with your cajun food and your Cakebread!

I'm kind of in a rambling mood today, so I'm going to tell a story that probably nobody will find funny but me. My cubicle at work backs up to the training department. There are 3 people in that department that are really good friends and carry on the most insane conversations you will ever hear. They discuss everything from why they sleep on their backs (right before they went anorexic, they realized that they could train their stomachs to sink inwards while they slept at night, but only if they slept on their backs) to news items (the kid that had 2 spiders in his ears).

Yesterday they got into a discussion about "Girls Next Door" - a show about Hefner's girlfriends.

Person #1: I hate that show. They are such ditzes.
Person #2: There's Holly. She's the main girlfriend. She's totally a ditz.
Person #1: And they are all TOTALLY fake blondes! TOTALLY! I hate that show!
Person #2: And Kendra. She's sporty. Who's the last one?
Person #3: Uh, Holly... Kendra... Who is the 3rd?
Person #1: Bridget! She's my favorite! Remember that episode where she got her cat shaved?
Person #3: I thought you hated that show.
Person #2: I thought you hated the girls.
... crickets chirping ...

Hahahaha. Another day in the life of my job.

It's over already...

It felt like they just got here, and then they had to leave. But OMG. Did we cram a whole bunch of stuff into a few days or what?!?! I don't think my legs/feet will ever be the same, and Blondie is having some knee problems.

So, mom and sis landed and Blondie met them at the airport. I ended up taking the BART out to meet them, and from the airport we went out to GG Park. We stopped to see the bison paddock, and inadvertently stumbled over a clown sprawled out on the grass just watching the bison. It was a nice intro to the sights and sounds of SF, if I do say so myself. From the bisons, we went and took a bunch of pics in front of the windmill. I don't think I've laughed so hard as I did when my mom tried to take a pic of me, Blondie, and sis. She kind of contorted herself backwards, and anyway, I can demonstrate the pose for you if you'd like. Then we went to check out the ocean, whereas mom in her infinite wisdom, thought we should stick our feet in it. Because it's the Pacific Ocean. Because she didn't fly all that way to not put her feet in it. Of course it was like a bathtub filled with nothing but ice cubes, and the wind was whipping so hard that we ate a gallon of sand for a mid-afternoon snack. But it was fun. Especially when she drug me way out on the beach b/c the "tide was going out and we need to catch it" and then the tide came rip-roaring back in, and we got nailed by the water. And then my sis just laughed and laughed. And got it on video.

After dinner on their first day, we took a drive up to Twin Peaks. (Side note: When Blondie and I first broke the news to the fam that we were moving to SF, we took a map home so they could see a layout of SF. Brother R pointed to the map and said "Look! Twin Peaks!". Mr. Pooh said "No worries Brother R. In 20 years, they'll be twin sags anyway"). The view was incredible and we probably would've stayed longer, but someone's (2 someone's actually) teeth were chattering so loudly it made it hard to talk.

Friday, we drove out to GG Bridge and walked across for a bit to look at the views. Then we drove Lombard Street, where we seriously wondered about the breaks on the car and whether or not we would get down the street safely. From there it was a trip to Alamo Square (aka Full House Park), and then lunch back in the 'hood followed by shopping up and down Haight. Friday night, we caught the train (first time on public transportation for mom/sis while in SF) to Inner Sunset for more shopping and pizza. We also caught a much more crowded train back, and while Blondie really wanted to ride the bus home, mom and sis insisted on walking the hell-hill to get home.

Saturday, we toured Alcatraz. We got some great pics in there, particularly one of my mom in a cell trying to make a sad face. The sad face turned out to be ridiculous looking and all of us had a good laugh. After Alcatraz, we went and had lunch in Fisherman's Wharf and then visited with the sea lions. A walk to Ghiradelli Square, and an inadvertent drive up to Coit Tower finished off our afternoon.

Sunday was "mass transpo" day to the fullest. We rode down to the mall on the train (hahahah - mom did a full-body hug on one of the rails to hold onto) and caught the Cable Car back to Fisherman's Wharf.
(I'm probably going to piss mom off by telling this, but when she was out here 33 years ago, her and my dad rode the cable cars. She admits she was a little young, a little naive, but when they rode the car, she had a flasher ride directly in front of her and slap her in the knee with his "Mr Winkie" the entire ride from Powell to the Wharf, and she didn't realize what was going on until the end of the ride when she happened to look down. Anyway, we hopped the cable car and Blondie was riding in front of mom, and he pulled his sunglass case out and started tapping mom on the knee. Tics to visit family in SF: $330, tics to ride cable cars: $5, look on mom's face when Blondie started up on the cable cars: priceless)
Then, we made mom and sis walk back up through North Beach to ChinaTown. We shopped and dined for awhile, before slowly slowly slowly making our way to Union Square (all of us were BEAT by then), before catching a combination of train/bus home. A fart contest between the 3 women completed the night nicely (and stinkily).

And this morning we said goodbye. Which was the worst part of it all.

THANK YOU GUYS FOR COMING TO VISIT!!!! We had so much fun! And we miss you already!!!!

--K

On their way...

So, my darling mother thought it would be funny to give me a call today when they left for the airport. At 4:30 am Eastern time.

My sister, who apparently takes after me in terms of brain-power, managed to convince her that was a bad idea.

I think tonight, I'm going to take my phone into the bedroom with me and call my mom at 2 am. Just to see what happens. :)

--K

The results are in...

Muffy whipped my pathetic butt. Whipped it. Yours truly completed that 5K in 42:49. Sigh. Last year I was running 32 min 5K's. This year, I'm apparently strolling them.

However, Muffy did NOT whip Blondie's butt. As a matter of fact, it was the other way around! Blondie ran his 10K in 59:33!!!! Go Blondie!

Yours truly is hurting a little bit today. A few beers at the bar in the 'hood with Party C, turned into a blotto-fest last night. Leftover pizza was the obvious choice for breakfast today, so now not only am I hungover, I'm also stuffed full of greasy food. Ugh.

--K

Muffy Run...

To quote Blondie: "hehe. You said Muff".

In a supreme effort to boost my motivation to lose some weight again, I've taken the drastic step of starting to sign me and Blondie up for races again. Our first one is this Sunday, and it's called the Muffy Run. (If Blondie wears that t-shirt to his gym, I'm sure he'll be hit on a million times over ;)

My body is screaming at me for doing this. It sounds something like this: "You stupid stupid girl. What are you thinking?!?! You can't run! And it's EARLY in the morning. You big dummy".

I'm trying to scream back at my body. But unfortunately, it sounds like this: "I LIKE BEER! I LIKE PIZZA!"

Yep, sometime in the last 6 months, I got pathetic.

A big shout out to the fabulous Shelby Shelbs! It's her "3 years from 30" birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHELBY! Have a great day!

--K

Goopy eye...

I don't know what I did, but I do know that I did something on the 13th of April. I woke up last Saturday morning, and my right eye was "glued" shut. It still looks awful. I honestly look like I've been punched in the face. It's not attractive. To make matters worse, I can't get a contact in that eye, so I have to wear my glasses. And I can't put any makeup on that eye either (it's puffed up like you wouldn't believe). So I've been sporting the no-makeup, glasses-wearing, funky-eyed look since Saturday.

So. Totally. Hot.

In better news, mom and sis land in 9 days for a weekend of touring around SF! Blondie will be picking them up at the airport, and yours truly is getting off work early that day, so hopefully we all meet up at the apartment around 3 pm or so. Can't wait guys!

--K

This explains it all...

I've had a bad week. I couldn't figure it out. I've lived here 6.5 months, and have literally loved everyday I've been here. Maybe I haven't loved everyday ALL DAY (there have been parts that I hate), but still, the good parts have far outweighed the bad parts every single day thus far.

Until this week.

Then it went to hell.

It's been a miserable week. From the MUNI crapping out each day (they put a new line in, and it started full-time operations on Monday), to facing the fact that I've "plumped" up again. It's just been not good. I've never been so happy for Friday.

So what explains it all you ask? Today is Friday, yes indeed. Friday the 13th. And there you go. The capper on my craptacular week.

--K

So everyone is aware...

Blondie hurts b/c he's sick. Silly.

I'm having a weird craving for meatloaf and mashed potatoes. I don't like meatloaf.

No. I'm not pregnant. Don't ask.

--K

Ouch. Still hurt.

--S

It all started out innocently enough. After a jog to the bank I was going to meek K in Cole Valley when she was heading home from work. We were 'planning' on just walking up and stopping at the corner grocery store for fajita supplies. Since I was running late, she decided to stop in at our favorite Cole Valley spot for a tasty beverage and wait. By the time I got there B was en route and I was thirsty. A couple beers later we decided our favorite bar had a mysterious quality about it... it sucked you in and made you drink... heavily. We broke free of the spell just long enough to head on back to the apartment. Of course breaking free didn't mean we were done drinking, it just meant it would be easier on the wallet drinking at home. The party quickly doubled after Party C, Wonder Butt (WB), and H all came over. Over the course of the night I battled with a bottle of Appleton Estate Rum and came very close to winning. Luckily I had the good sense to pass out before that last couple shots were finished. Now there's a bottle with two shots left in it taunting me. Damn that bottle of rum!

The rest of the weekend was filled with watching the Final 4 tournament, eating fantastic turkey hotdogs, and drinking my good friend Miller Light. Ah, Miller Light... it never has a chance to taunt me!

Monday I made up for it all though. At least that's what I tell myself. I went out for what I thought was going to be a nice short run, but it ended up turning into a 7.5 mile excursion to the ocean and back. It was the furthest I've run in a couple months. It was excellent. And now I hurt. A lot. Everywhere.

--S

Cuh-Ray-Zee...

After being at work for 4 days (but actually only training for 2 days), I got tossed in the shark tank last night. I was left to finish up on my own, 2 major releases that our ready for our company. Of course, I shone. Because I'm a shining star. Because that's just how I roll. Anyways, after my 9.5 hour day yesterday (not complaining, but honestly, my first week and I'm already working 9.5 hour days????), it's going to be an early night tonight. With steak fajitas lovingly prepared by my Blondie. He thinks I'm going to help. I'm laughing that he thinks that. CHOMP!

"It's tequila time!"...

I had an insane MUNI driver in this morning. He talked the entire way over the intercom. My new favorite quote has got to be that guy. We were pulling into the stop after I got on, and he kept saying "Happy weekend! It's tequila time!" I wonder if I say that at my job, if people would think it was funny or if they would just think I'm a drunk (hush, I know I am, you know I am, but they don't know that yet).

I want to be on TV...

Agh! They are filming a pilot for a TV show all weekend long on my block!!! Blondie is pissed because we can't park on our street. But I intend to spend my weekend strutting my fat ass up and down the street, hoping to land a guest spot on the show. Maybe Danny Glover is in it?!??! My plan to meet him as failed dismally thus far - so here's keeping my fingers crossed!

--K

So, Blondie keeps saying that if I catch everyone up to date on what's been going on, he'll maintain the blog for a bit... I don't think he's telling the truth, so I'm going to find out. I'm going to catch you all up, and then we'll see if Blondie keeps his promise...

Rot Duke! And that nasty game of knee-ball!
The weekend of 3/16 was a beautiful one for many reasons. The first being that my FAVORITE basketball team got knocked out of the NCAA tourny in the first round. Go Duke! We heart you! (sarcasm for those who don't quite get it)
In addition, my other FAVORITE basketball team won their first round game in the NCAA tourny! Go UK! I bleed blue! Sometimes! When you are playing in the tourny! And you are winning!

The night that KY won (the day after Duke lost), Party C and Carrie with a B came over. We were going to do it "low key" seeing as how the next day was St Patty's day (sarcasm is still going on here) but come on, it's the party gang. No such thing as low key. We put away a lot. Blondie and I had bought this spider thing in Vegas - it's a vibrating spider like thing that you put over your head. It's heaven in a spider vibrating thing. Blondie snuck up behind Party C, put that thing on her head, and she did a leap from one side of our apt to the other, and fell into our bar with her arm through the wine rack. She managed to crack her elbow, her head, and her knee AND she managed to laugh hysterically the entire time.

The point is - the next day when she mentioned her knee hurt and couldn't figure out why, Carrie with a B broke out the most hysterical thing ever - "It was obviously that game of knee-ball that you lost". HAHAHA. Still laughing about it!

St Patty's Day (or how I referred to it in drunken text - St Patr's)...
Oh. My. Goodness. Party C and I decided we needed grease, and hit Pork Store bright and early. Blondie and Carrie with a B decided they needed exercise and hit the gym - which is really what I should've done (SARCASM x a gazillion). From PS, it was trip over to Martin Mack's which was HOPPING at 11 am. Then we hit the bar in the 'hood, where we staked out prime real-estate (the edge of the bar by the door), were joined by Blondie, Carrie with a B, Porn King, Girlfriend J, Sweetie J, and her good friend, uh, D. I don't have a good nickname for D so he'll just be D.

Sweetie J and Party C both hit it off with a striking gentleman named Bob. Bob was a young stud, admired by all women, and was not particular about who he rubbed up against. Bob won my heart too. But I don't think my cats would've liked a new man in their lives. And besides, Bob is a dog. He stood guard over the bar in the 'hood for a bit while his owner imbibed in a few. Since we were right by the door, we decided we would watch him, and that involved leaving the bar every 3 seconds to give good old Bob a rub. What a sweetie. Maybe he'll become Sweetie Bob and we'll have to give Sweetie J a new nickname - Vodka Queen maybe? :) Love you Sweetie J!

The Last Week of Work at the Despised Job...
Not much to say, but it's over and done with. It was sad. I miss those guys like crazy. But honestly, it was with a light step that I left the old building for the last time. And besides, I sent the best goodbye email EVER (Sarcasm has been deleted here, it truly was the best goodbye email EVER). Ahem, "I pretty much rule".

A visit from the J-Man...
A former co-worker made the trek to SF. He came down with a nasty cold and spent half of his time here lying in his bed in his "hostel". But we did manage to get out and do the touristy stuff - we tripped down Haight, over the GG Bridge, through the park, rode the cable cars, saw Lombard, hit Ghiradelli, saw the sea lions, and most importantly - ate a Christian Burger at In-and-Out (Blondie's favorite part of the weekend).

A new job...
It started already. It's the first week. It's slow (obviously, seeing as how I'm blogging).

The familial visits are starting...
Is familial a word? I really don't care - I like to make up my own words anyway (see Chicago/Super Bowl weekend post). Apparently mom and sis kicked off an urge in the Lexington family to start coming out to SF. Mr Pooh and my sis-in-law (co-creators of the Cutest Kid In the World) bought tics to come visit also!!!! We'll be doing a repeat of the "vist from the J-Man", but we'll include a trip to Alcatraz also in that mix. "You can call me Vicky".

And my new favorite quote...
"I'm the most fabulous person you'll meet without actually being fabulous". Party C to Wonder Butt, but I'm pretty sure we are all going to use that line.

Okay Blondie, back to you... Keep us all up to date!

--K

Hottie... Total hottie...

I just got back from the best facial in the world. My skin is glowing, my pores are sparkling clean, and I'm totally refreshed.

Now you'll have to excuse me, I'm off to the bathroom to make eyes at myself in the mirror.

--K

Woo hoo!!!!

Funny story. My mom called the other day and said she had something she's been meaning to tell me for forever, but only thinks about it when it's a time she can't call me (work, etc). (And if you've ever wondered if I'm more like my dad or my mom, let me say that I'm QUEEN of remembering things only when I'm at a time I can't do them - i.e. I need to email so and so but I only remember it when I'm at a bar).

So, the story was that about 32 years ago, her and my dad came to SF for a visit. This was the February time-frame. The night they landed in SF, she started to feel a little queasy. They were here for 5 days, and by day 3, she knew she was pregnant. That baby was yours truly.

She also hated SF. And told my dad that she would never want to raise a child here, and would never want one of her kids to live her.

She ended this story by laughing hysterically and telling me I was always the one who did exactly opposite of what she said.

(I felt compelled the first night we were in Vegas this past time to tell this story to some random woman I met at the craps table. I slurred 3/4th of the words. But that's okay, b/c random woman was also so drunk that I'm sure her ears were hearing slurred words but they were sounding okay).

Anyway, the WOO HOO! part of my story is that my mom is coming to visit!!! Her and my sister are flying out on April 26th and will be spending the weekend touring around with me and Blondie. We are SUPER excited! We will be hitting Alcatraz and riding cable cars and having them meet my friends.

Yay mom and sis! Can't wait to see you!

--K
and in this case --S

This is ridiculous...

I'm actually a bit sad. I'm a LOT happy, but a bit sad. I'm in the midst of my last overnight for my company, and it hit me as I'm finishing up sets of servers, that it's the last time I'm going to imp "such and such" server.

Then, since I'm a super fast worker and got the initial bulk of my work done already, I decided to make a list of people I'm going to send my good-bye email to from work. And wow.

I don't like my job, but damn, I like the people. 5 years makes for some super good friendships.

So, here goes - not sure who from work reads this - but if you do, here are my special good-byes:
1) J.U. - I totally heart working overnights with you. Finally, someone as sarcastic as me. You've made me laugh my ass off time and time again. But nothing will make me laugh as hard as the day I was hanging out in your cube and we saw that long long hair hanging off a certain someone's desk and both of us said at the same time "pubic hair!" That can still make me spit pop out my mouth if I think about it while I'm drinking something.
2) V.U. - You are one of the nicest people I've ever met. I don't think I've ever heard you say a bad word about anyone. And the look on your face when D.C. busts out with "punta" is priceless. Stay exactly how you are - don't change a thing.
3) D.C. - My one and only. The guy who gave me shit from the day I started there. Remember this - "I didn't sign off so you can't put the boxes back in service yet!" when we had the power outage that closed our entire building for the day? I'm going to miss so much debating football with you (although we all know the Packers have everything over the Succaneers, and don't get me started on The Cowgirls and Bill Fatcells). You are my bud, absolutely and without a doubt.
4) My gang - you made lunchtimes so much fun. You've made me laugh when I didn't think it was possible to laugh any more. You made Dallas worthwhile. You guys are rock stars.

On that note - 12 business days and counting!!!!

--K

This is my husband Blondie... We call him Double Down...

What a whirlwind. A complete and utter whirlwind. These last few weeks have been just insanely crazy. Here's a rundown on what's been going on. Take a deep breath, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride that is my life.

1) The job front.
As most everyone knows, Google has been the pinacle of employment in my head for like the last 4 years. I didn't even want to think about switching jobs out here unless it was to work for Google. So with the layoffs happening, I immediately put my resume into Google. And *gasp*, I got a phone screen with them. However, something weird happened. I couldn't even begin to relax about the phone screen. I was so wound up, so tense, I ended up not shining on the phone screen - it wasn't bad, it just wasn't great.

When the layoffs first happened, I also happened to update my resume on monster.

So, the week before my phone screen with Google, I got an email from company B, who happen to have corporate HQ in downtown, about 2 blocks from where I currently work. They had seen my resume on monster and contacted me. I ended up phone screening with company B about 3 days before my Google phone screen.

In the meantime, I got extremely excited about company B - the more and more I thought about it, the more and more I realized I wanted to stay downtown. I did an onsite interview with them on Friday (immediately before I left for Vegas again), and it went FANTASTICALLY WELL. Fantastically well enough that while on the train to the airport after the interview, they called and left me a voicemail that they wanted to bring me on, and would be getting in touch with me as soon as I got back from Vegas.

That's today. I am employed again! Feel free to shoot me an email if you'd like to know where I'm going to work. I just didn't want to post employer's names online. The salary is way fatter than what I make now, NO MORE OVERNIGHTS, the discounts are take your breath away good, NO MORE OVERNIGHTS, the work is something I'm interested in (it's what I do now but in a different kind of way), and have I mentioned NO MORE OVERNIGHTS???

Employment rocks the hizzou. Especially when I'm still employed and will be making the leap from one company to the next with no breaks.

2) Half-marathons...

I bit the bullet and signed me and Blondie up for the Nike Women's Half-Marathon in October. I start training today. And watching what I eat today. And losing weight today. And all that good stuff that goes into training. I'm no WC - I'm not triathalon ready (Go WC!!! I'll be rooting for you in May!), but I've got to get this body back under control again and what better way to do that then to run 13.1 miles???

3) Vegas... Baby... Vegas...

OMG. SO MUCH FUN!!! Blondie met me in the train station as soon as my interview as done on Friday. I was so ready for some gambling, some drinking, some relaxing, I couldn't tell you. And then I felt so good after the interview, and then I got that voicemail on the train about the job - we were on cloud 9.

We hit Vegas and immediately went to our hotel, the Flamingo on the strip (remember, this entire trip was comped out by my current employer). Nate Dawg and Mrs G met us at our hotel and we talked with them for a bit, but they were beat and had a big day ahead of them the next day, so Blondie and I went out by ourselves that night. We started with some craps, and both went up some $. Then we moved to blackjack where I went up even more $, but Blondie went down. Then we moved back to our craps table, where apparently I was so loud when we were there the first time, that the pit boss said "Hi Kerri! Hi Shaun! Welcome back" when we hit his table again - he remembered our names. We gambled until 5 am. I lost my $ but Blondie went up big time!!! It was so much fun. At one point I put my chips down on the Pass Line, but I covered up the P in Pass on accident and then had to point out to the dealers that I was on the Ass Line. Which cracked everyone up. A quick text message with a picture of a beer sent at 5:30 am to brother R completed our night.

We dragged our asses out of bed the next day at 2 pm, and headed straight for yards of margs and mexican food. Then we hit Luxor to get our tickets for our boob show on Saturday night, and headed back down the strip. We took it easy most of the day that day, ended up sitting outside our hotel on the patio on the strip drinking cheap beer. We met up with Nate Dawg and Mrs G and headed back down to Luxor that night to see Fantasy (the boob show). It was a great show - they had some beautiful dancers and the funniest guy in the world who could imitate any famous person you wanted.

Sunday - oh my goodness. It was a day of excess. We hit old school casino on the strip and proceeded to drink the afternoon away playing 25 cent poker. Then we went back down the strip to Casino Royale to get $1 Michelob's. From there it was cheap cheap Leinie's at our hotel, and then we watched the fountains blow at the Bellagio (my all time fav thing to do in Vegas). After the fountains went, we met up with Nate Dawg and Mrs G, and ate some chinese food. It was needed as yours truly was a little stumbly at this point. Then we got more drinks, and more drinks, and whoa. How did it get to be 5 am again? That just happened? Did someone reset our watches?

Pics will follow I promise.

4) Last overnight...

Tonight is my last overnight. This will be it for me. I'm actually looking forward to it, simply b/c it is my last one.

5) Ugh...

And I'm tired.

Cheers all!

--K