My New (First Class) Guitar

For Christmas, my Aunt and Uncle bought me a guitar. I’ve never played a guitar before and I had never really considered learning to, but I am now the proud owner of one and so far I’m excited to learn. Let’s just say the three chords I know how to play are sounding great.

Anyway, when I was transporting the guitar from Utah to D.C., I took it with me on the plane as my carry-on luggage. They normally can store large or odd shaped items in a closet near the front of the plane, but my first flight was on a smaller plane and there wasn’t enough room for it. I asked the flight attendant about it and he said there were going to be enough empty seats, so he could just find one and buckle it in.

Later on, he came back to my seat (which happened to be in the last row. You know, the one that doesn’t lean back at all because it’s up against the back wall of the plane) and told me he had found two empty seats in First Class and he had laid the guitar across the seats and buckled it in. At this point I’m imagining what two First Class tickets would cost and of course my first question was if there was anyway I could swap seats with the guitar or at least sit next to it.

Let’s just say while I have never flown First Class, my guitar has.

Sad.

My Old Man Humor

I've always teased my dad about two things:

1. His age
2. His sense of humor

One of the the saddest days of my life was the day I realized I have the same sense of humor (although I like to think mine is slightly more sophisticated and my sense of timing is better). I've had many a friend tell me my jokes sounded just like jokes their dad would tell.

At work today I was getting on the elevator and as the doors were closing a man came around the corner and wanted to get on. I quickly pushed the "Open Door" button and the man slipped on to the elevator. The following conversation ensued:

Elevator Man: "Thank you. You were very quick with that button."
Me: "I've had plenty of practice. I even considered being an elevator operator once."
Elevator Man: "Oh really? What made you change your mind?"
Me: "Too many ups and downs."

Thanks a lot dad.

Happy Internet Day!

This is the story of the day the Internet came streaming back into my life.

My roommates and I have been talking about getting the Internet for a while, but we finally broke down and signed up. The only other obstacle was figuring out that we don't have any phone jacks that work in the house. After an hour or so of following cords, wires and cables from the basement to the attic, we finally found the main box and plugged the router in.

And now my connection to the outside world has been restored.

I haven't had reliable Internet connection since I moved to D.C. (almost a year ago). For the most part, it hasn't been too bad. One day I told my boss I didn't have Internet and I think he was genuinely concerned for my welfare.

I use the Internet at work all day, so I can take care of the necessities but certain things have fallen by the wayside. One being keeping up on the best YouTube videos. But more importantly, this blog has been sorely neglected. I have been horrible about keeping it up to date and now that I have the Internet at my house, I will try to be better about posting updates. I have a list of things I'm going to go back and fill in too.

It's just good to be back.

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

What do all of these people have in common?

Condoleezza Rice
Morgan Freeman
Barbara Streisand
Clint Eastwood
Glenn Close
Randy Travis
George Jones
Idina Menzel
Taye Diggs
Michael York
James Brolin
Nancy Pelosi
Barbara Boxer
Patrick Leahy
Bob Schieffer
Roger Daltrey
Pete Townshend
Dave Grohl
Julie Chen
Joss Stone
Twyla Tharp

Let's just say I love my job....