WHY FOLLOW THE WHITE RABBIT?

Satisfied, but yet Regretful.

2006-04-06T02:43:00.000-06:00

I have been in some unexplainable rut the past maybe 2 months or so. SO unexplainable, I couldn’t even justify it to myself. I’ve tried to make excuses for some of my actions, and honestly I am dumbfounded on my desperation for them. I have been in a state of mind where making decisions and following through with them have been such a difficult task. I haven’t been this ‘blah blah’ since my dark strung out days, and even then I couldn’t blame my addictions, but more so on my mind frame that led me to that point. At the time things happened too fast and I didn’t know how to handle it. So, eventually I let myself get stuck. In the present, I suppose that is what’s happening too I suppose, minus any substances. I wasn’t really ready to come back home, to bring myself back to Hollyweird. This has always been a home base I suppose, but I haven’t technically lived here in years. In August of last year I was still figuring things out and by September, boom, I was back. Even then I still hadn’t digested my decision. I was buried into things trying not to look back and just moving forward. So I moved forward until I fell into a blur. The blur didn’t totally sink in until mid January I suppose. In this blur I didn’t know exactly what I was looking at. Was I sinking back into old habits that made me feel dependant again? I believe so. My dependency was on some sort of security. I guess to justify that life hadn’t moved on without me. So, I let myself sink back in with letting others depending on me and vice versa. It was only a few days ago that this realization had overcome me. It took a combination of: being fed up, regret, lots of anger and the voice of a total stranger to help me figure this all out. So, I have stood my ground on topics that have been so heated and figured out a plan to get life back moving again.

MY MOOD: Satisfied, but yet Regretful. “Regret is insight that comes a day too late”

When I Come Around

2006-03-25T05:44:00.000-06:00

I heard you crying loud,
all the way across town
You've been searching for that someone,
and it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Well Don't get lonely now
And Dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight
you been thinking about ditching me

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around

I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser
to try and slag me down because I know you're right
So go do what you like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing
was ever there

You can't go forcing something if it's just
not right

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around

When I come around

Enough is Enough

2006-03-23T16:23:00.000-06:00

I can be assertive when I need to be, but in personal matters, that’s where my assertiveness lacks. I don’t have trouble speaking up about anything business related, or about fair play with others or basically anything that really doesn’t involve me. What I do have trouble with is speaking up in my own personal behalf. I have worked on this for years, trying to be a bit more assertive and not letting myself become a doormat, and honestly I can feel a change. I still do have issues where it’s real hard for me to say no, or sometimes I can be a bit too giving and I just can’t help it sometimes. Sometimes being too giving leaves room for people to knowingly take advantage. I open up my generosity and I’m not really asking for anything in return. I just really want to make sure people are taken care of and help give them a crutch so they can walk again. I’m not asking for a “Thank You” or anything monetary. What I ask in return is for these individuals to actually try something; you don’t have to walk the mile, but maybe, just maybe, stand up.

Saying the Right Thing

2006-03-23T14:11:00.000-06:00

I don’t usually have a problem talking to people or looking for something to talk about. I don’t usually get nervous around people either, unless there is good reason to be. Lately, there have been a few individuals I where I feel I am always saying the wrong thing or give a real bad impression of myself. I think I’m coming off a bit judgmental when in reality I am so far from it. I guess the reason for me stumbling on my words is I am looking for the approval of certain people, when I really shouldn’t care of others opinions. Since I am already saying the wrong things and opinions may already have been formulated, therefore I should keep to my morals and really not care what others think, correct? Ideally I suppose, but I think it is human nature to only seek approval from those you admire. If you think about it, I admire mainly those with a free sprit and those who are free from judgments. Then why am I trippin? I just want to say the right thing and stop being nervous. I wonder why I find that so difficult around only certain people?

Move Me

2006-03-20T02:48:00.000-06:00

Lately I find it difficult to keep my patience. Seeing and being around people have become something of a bore. Well, it’s more than a bore; it’s an indescribable feeling that makes me lose interest in a person that same minute. All people seem to have this affect one me, and when I mean all people, I mean all people. Those who I never usually get tired of, well, I tire of them. Those who make my heart skip a beat, well, it still initially skips, but soon right after lose it’s luster. Those who are trying to care; I seem to pay no attention to. Those who I dislike, well, I still dislike them. It’s not like I have some big underlining problem that has caused me to hate on everyone and everything, or that I am a hater. I don’t hate my life nor wish it would end. I’m not wishing for some great love to sweep me away or need anything in monetary terms (though, that would be nice!). I think I am stuck in some standstill, in the midpoint of life where something needs to happen or be decided. What it is I have no idea, but my life feels like it needs a good shake to help me understand my existence. I need to feel motivated. Motivated about something and I don’t mean any hobby or creative outlet. I mean something with substance, something that can be felt with my soul. Could it be my faith is being questioned? I can’t even define my faith as it is. It’s something I just feel and know. I suppose and since “feeling” is something I am lacking, then maybe I must somehow find a way to refill this cup of faith. How to do that; I have no idea.

Just an Idea

2006-03-10T01:31:00.000-06:00

I fell in love with an idea. The idea of perfection. This idea of perfection is so tranquil that it is my last thought before I close my eyes. This idea brings forth some of my deepest goals and desires. This idea is something I don’t speak of, ever, but something that passes my thoughts constantly. This idea is a plethora of intelligence and whit. This idea has lots of patience and kindness. This idea is so in tune with the world and has no idea of it. It can feel when others look past. Along with this idea of perfection includes many imperfections. At times this idea can be too practical and lose sight of the impossible. This idea can be quite impressionable. It can look up to the wrong figures. It can be blind. It can too scared and timid. It passes on risks of the unknown. Even with all its imperfections, this is what truly makes this idea perfect.

Soap Talk

2006-03-08T23:51:00.000-06:00

General Hospital is one of the greatest daytime soap operas to date. From this show alone, we have seen the start of Elizabeth Taylor, John Stamos, Rick Springfield, Vanessa Marcil, Emma Samms, and the list could go on. It’s been years since I actually sat down and watched that show. At times it was easy to follow along, cause you know how soaps go, pretty predictable. Other times, I am totally lost with the characters, like who the hell is this suppose to be, and why has the character changed actors like 5 times? Anyway, within the past two months, I am totally caught up and been never more so involved with a damn soap.

The glue point for me was the return of Rick Springfield as “Noah Drake”. I was like, "what the heck is going on here?" Granted, months before there has been some news of him dropping a new album, and I chuckled at the thought. Bringing him back to GH made some sense I suppose. It gave room for plenty of promotion for Mr. Springfield himself as well as lighting a bit of fire on GH. Heavens know it sure needed it. At one point, it was a bore with the same lame crap over and over again. How many trials does Sam and Jason need to face in their relationship, or Sonny be fathering yet again another child, when at one point during this show, he was cursed with the bad luck of miscarriages and death, or how about Sonny and his pedophile attaction to Emily? Weird I tell you. How many times must Carly try and pull one over on someone, or abandon her kids yet again for her silly obsessions?

Rick Springfield brought on another reason why I have been so regularly glued to the tube; the introduction of his yummy surgeon son: Dr. Patrick Drake played by actor Jason Thompson, who is an absolute hottie. Springfield also brought back Robin Scorpio. Now, her character I will have to admit can be a bit of a bore at times, but her on going flirtation with the young Dr. Drake has been nothing short of amusing. As Robin Scorpio returned, few weeks later, so did her infamous father “Robert Scorpio”. Another reason to glue yourself to the tube. The man supposedly died, like what, 13 years ago or so? Tuning in just to see what happened to him would be reason enough. Reactions with his family members like Mac and Robin would be nothing but priceless, along with his reunion with former drinking/adventurer pal Luke Spencer. With Robert Scorpio’s short return; it brought on a shorter return for Holly Sutton. Yes, Emma Samms has returned. I was a bit disappointed in how her character played out, I was hoping for something crazy and extravagant, but nonetheless, exciting stuff going on in Port Charles.

In the midst of all this crazy drama, I think the death of Tony Jones was the most impacting. I will admit this publicly only once. I cried. I couldn’t help it. Out of all the damn characters to kill off, they killed the one who was beloved and been there from the start. It saddened me deeply. I started watching this show as a kid. I really felt like I knew this character. I grew up watching him. He was a compassionate guy. A loving father and husband. Granted, they ruined his character at one point with a few crazy kidnappings and an affair with his wife’s long lost daughter, but he was still an upstanding guy. He’s like rooted to this show. I’m still teary-eyed thinking about this.

All the really exciting stuff has passed, but still leaves way for the greatness that we call “General Hospital”.

Airs weekdays on ABC at 2PM. Check it out!

HOPE

2006-03-06T03:01:00.000-06:00

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea,
Yet never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

-Emily Dickinson

Savannah

2006-02-27T04:47:00.000-06:00

Today I had a few hours to kill before I had somewhere to be. So, I did my usual thing of turning to my dear friend, my trusty DVR! As I flipped and clicked through HBO on demand, I finally made my selection "Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil". I've been meaning to rewatch this movie or re- read the book after a trip I took a few months back to Savannah. GA. I love this movie to bits. SO much charm, so beautifully done and so much character. Savannah is a place that has so much character and history in every aspect of this little city. After seeing this movie again, I couldn't help but "awww" in amazement how they captured that feeling onto the screen. The mystery, intrigue and the warmth of the South is captured through every brick that is layed out in the city. You can literally feel it in the air and every inch your foot steps on. Even the trees have a certain mystique to them. Every part of the this city is surround by rich history and is portrayed so in the film. If you ever get a chance, watch this movie then take a trip out there or vice versa, or do either. Whatever the case, your soul must explore this greatness.

A Chapter Closed

2006-02-24T04:45:00.000-06:00

Don't be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience. Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success, inasmuch as every discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true, and every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid. -John Keats

Unintentionally I had sifted through a lot of old memories trying to find a place for each one of them. Nostalgia had come over me. Some good, some bad and some to be forgotten which headed straight for the trash; in a way to finally help me let go of things that have been harbored for so long. I thought in the past two years I have dealt with a lot of anger, but after just seeing hoopla of crap, I was bitter all over again. Bitter not in the sense that I am still heated, but more like I had a bitter taste in my mouth that needed to be washed away. Whatever I had put in the wastebasket was like a cupful of Listerine. It burned just a bit, but by golly, was very refreshing. They say that every experience is a lesson, something that helps build your soul. How does something that was doomed right from the start teach you a lesson? Possibly not to play with fire or to have listened to your intuition? Yea I learned that and so much more. The word failure had so many meanings in all of this. Literally. It’s kinda comedic. Whatever the case, I have taken this failure in stride and in return turned it into success.

A Tribute to Man's Best Friend

2006-02-20T04:59:00.000-06:00

RIP LUCY MANAHAN 2/19/2006

Dear Star,

It has been nearly six years since I last saw you. 2 days ago was your Birthday. I think of you often but especially more so at this time of the year. We have had many canine friends since you have been gone, but none hold a candle in the hearts of the Manahan's like you did. One did come close. Her name was Lucy and she passed away a few hours ago. She was a very happy and bubbly friend, just like you. Her death came to us as a huge shock. We found her lying helpless already cold and deceased. Dad hasn't heard the news yet; he is currently in the Philippines. When He hears the news, I know he will greave tremendously. He loved you guys as much as he loves his own children if not even more. Lucy was kind. She always wanted to be loved and She loved right back. She has been through so much the past few months. She had undergone surgery and lost her pups. Please look after her in the afterlife and give to her the same kind of love and devotion that you have given to us. Please let her know that we loved her very much and she will not be forgotten.

Happy Birthday dear friend. We love you!

Love,

Priscilla

I know. I am silly. Sometimes silliness is what keeps fond memories alive. Rest in Peace my dear friends.

For The Week Of Febuary 16th

2006-02-15T19:05:00.000-06:00

Sagittarian Shirley Chisholm was the first black woman elected to Congress. While serving seven terms, she was an outspoken warrior who fought tirelessly for the rights of women, minorities, and the poor. "My greatest political asset, which professional politicians fear," she said, "is my mouth, out of which comes all kinds of things one shouldn't always discuss for reasons of political expediency." Yet one of Chisholm's most famous exploits was her visit to segregationist politician George Wallace in the hospital after he was shot. Her supporters complained that she was consorting with the enemy, but years later it paid off. Wallace helped her win the votes of southern congressmen when she sponsored legislation to give domestic workers a minimum wage. Be like Chisholm this week, Sagittarius: Even as you open your big mouth to articulate controversial truths, reach out to those who disagree with you.

No such thing as IMPOSSIBLE

2006-02-15T17:31:00.000-06:00

I can't believe impossible things." said Alice.
"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen.
"When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day.
Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible
things before breakfast."
- Lewis Carroll

Nothing is ever impossible. Everything stands a chance, regardless of the circumstance. It is our own fear that hinders us from what we think is impossible. With the 'impossible' our dreams can be a reality, our fears manifested into horrible things, where anything is possible, if you "LET IT" happen. We can move mountains if we believed.

Passin Time ...

2006-02-10T07:53:00.000-06:00

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion:

You have medium extroversion.
You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.
Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.
But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."

Conscientiousness:

You have medium conscientiousness.
You're generally good at balancing work and play.
When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.
But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.

Agreeableness:

You have medium agreeableness.
You're generally a friendly and trusting person.
But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.
You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.

Neuroticism:

You have high neuroticism.
It's easy for you to feel shaken, worried, or depressed.
You often worry, and your worries prevent you from living life fully.
You tend to be emotionally reactive and moody. Your either flying very high or feeling very low.

Openness to experience:

Your openness to new experiences is high.
In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.
You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.
A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

A Fable From Aseop

2006-02-06T04:58:00.001-06:00

"The Ass in the Lion's Skin

An Ass once found a Lion's skin which the hunters had left out
in the sun to dry. He put it on and went towards his native
village. All fled at his approach, both men and animals, and he
was a proud Ass that day. In his delight he lifted up his voice
and brayed, but then every one knew him, and his owner came up and
gave him a sound cudgelling for the fright he had caused. And
shortly afterwards a Fox came up to him and said: "Ah, I knew you
by your voice."
Fine clothes may disguise, but
silly words will disclose a fool.

Sometimes you just can't get people. Whatever possesses one to be something they are not does not really work, all it causes is you to forget who you are. Sometimes loss is inevitable for perplexed. That on it’s own is such a shame. What’s even shamefully ironic is there is nothing you can do, even if it’s right before your eyes, and that my friends makes me nothing but sad.

Hands Down to Entourage

2006-01-15T11:40:00.000-06:00

Entourage. One of the best shows by far that I think I have seen since Arrested Development. HBO always has a way of dishing out edgy shows. Very SMART, indeed. Jersey meets LA. A kid from Jersey given fame, money and a acting career, and his loyal friends living large right along with him. This is a brilliant show where you see friends that mooch are actually 'charming'. Plus, Jeremy Piven and Adrian Grenier are just plain yummy. Love it, love it love it. Can't wait for season 3. Thank Goodness for HBO on Demand.

D3: The Mighty Ducks ??

2006-01-14T07:41:00.000-06:00

It was about 3AM and I couldn’t sleep. I flipped through the menus of my trusty DVR and find myself going through HBO on Demand. Out of all the selections to help get me in the mood for sleep, I end up watching: “D3: The Mighty Ducks.” As soon as the credits rolled, I couldn’t help but chuckle. I’ll admit, The Mighty Ducks movies aren’t exactly the best movies that Disney’s shelled out, in fact, if you browse through some of the ratings of these flicks, they are below average. Nevertheless, I’ve always had a secret love for them. Friendship, Teamwork, Love and Learning are all the major themes of these movies. It’s quite moving I must say, even with Emilio Estevez’s crappy acting.

So, as I am watching D3, all I can think of is:
“Oh my gosh, Pacy looks so YOUNG!”
Next thought is: “KENAN”.
Thought after that is: “Hasn’t that guy Fulton been in a lot of teen movies? Ahhhh, IDLE HANDS!”
After that: “Goldberg=Heavyweights”.
EMILIO ESTEVEZ. Nuff said.
The Flying V.
Then, that guy who plays one of the bash brothers, Dean Portman, isn’t he in Rent?

The list can go on and on.

Don’t you just love children from Disney? They shape you up where you can truly wish upon a star.

Anyway, point is; No matter how crappy the movie actually is (This in particular, esp. with a only a cameo given my Mr. Estevez, and the fact that the DUCKS are way older) it still leaves you with a warm heart, great lessons and fond memories of nostalgia. Well, at least for me anyway.

The Travel Bug

2006-01-12T14:53:00.000-06:00

I thought I could do it. Stay put in LA for the remainder of the year. Just the thought of it is driving me insane. An email from my favorite work and travel companion quickly crushed my idea of trying to reconsider a mundane lifestyle. It's gonna take some big guns to make me stay, in a way, I hope those big guns come into fruitation.

My 2005 in Review

2006-01-03T02:47:00.000-06:00

A long summary of 2005. I know many won't read through this whole thing, I know I wouldn't, but it's here just to have my thoughts stored! Lots of moments were not recorded, there are missing trips, missing cities, but it's the gist.

2005 Moments:

January: Started the New Year with a send off to one of our beloved friends ‘Ryan’ who was shortly on his way to Iraq. Good party, good times! A Christmas party in January, some snow, and the end of the Intel account.

February: Was a slow start. A month of rest and preparation for March … basically, I can’t remember for the life of me what the hell happened this month, mindless chillin I suppose.

March: The beginning of the month “Champion Soundz” good party to go to the day before I leave for tour. March kicked off with a start in the Dairy State, a weekend of bonding in Chicago (which the only bonding that was created was between a team of four was between Nicole and I, in which the tone was officially set but we didn’t quite know it yet). Then Minneapolis, then 3 hours out of the way to see “The Worlds Largest Ball of Twine”. After that, Nicole and I knew we would get along great as travel partners! Destiny brought us to the land of corn in which we found ‘Pioneer Village’ a tourist trap in the middle of Nebraska that tricks you into driving 20 miles out of the way to see a bunch of crap that was saved during migration. Things you to pass the time during a boring drive. Was caught in a snowstorm in New Mexico, which was a first in a hella long time as we were told. Made a pit stop back home with hella good times with Holland! Gave her the LA Tour before we had to set off to sin city. Did a solo drive from St Louie to Boston and caught sights in-between (see post below).

April: I learned that driving in the city of Boston is INSANE. I got the best ever psychic reading in Salem … was a good fit, no? Then there was Jersey for a few weeks, with a few days off in NYC! Good times with ex roomie Hannah! Highlight was ‘Magnolia Bakery’ with to die for cupcakes! It’s worth the line out the door! Then headed to Philly where I officially got a taste of a true Philly Cheese Steak sandwich. Oh yea, the Liberty Bell and Independence hall made it’s marks as well!

May: Big Apple here we come - AGAIN! More good times with ex roomie Hannah! Had killer seats for ‘The Lion King’ on Broadway with Holland, FANTASTIC! Also a designated night out for team bonding at Spice, which didn’t do much of anything, but I suppose, all tried to put forth a good effort. I think this was the best time all four of us had together. Sad, huh? Best Attraction I have seen: PRECIOUS MOMENTS CHAPEL AND PARK – blows your mind! It was like WOW! This is a must see if ever driving through Missouri! Medicine Park in Oklahoma, BREATHTAKING. A hidden spot you must find, great lake tucked away in the mountains! Then there was more of the mountains roaming around freely with Bufflo and Long Horns, It was like WOW! This is a must see if ever in Oklahoma! Another trip to St Louie … an interesting one. Went to Blueberry Hill and a lil strip that kinda reminds me of parts of North Beach in SF mixed with some Old Town Pasadena. Our semi short pit stop ended with a local play in some bar in the Central West End, which was tastefully done, and some IMOS pizza. Something I think everyone should try if ever in St Louis. In Kansas City MO, had GATES BBQ, a interesting dining experience, but waaayyyyyyy YUMMY! In this city is were we DISCOVERED ‘dog dancing’ and our love for the song ‘FOREVER AND ALWAYS’ comes into play. This is also when my obsessive love for Deliah kicks in. I wasn’t as hardcore as Holland was, but enough were it was disturbing. My annoyance with that show had hit an all time high – with all the ghetto problems and Deliah with her sarcastic remarks towards them. I eventually became hooked. From here we headed back to Chicago then to Dallas. The 6th Floor Museum is most def a place to check out for some exposes with the JFK assassination. One highlight in Dallas was this lil room called the ‘Conspiracy Museum” , in which isn’t really a museum, but a room filled with one man’s obsessive paranoia with JFK and any other conspiracy. I have no idea why we had spent so much time there.

June: Part One of a root canal back home in LA. Very limited time, had to blow another 4 bills to come back in a month. From LA, flew to Huston to get back to the grind. TEXAS IS A HOT STATE! VERY HOT! I forgot to mention that earlier. Here, went to NASA, and things I cannot remember. Soon after, headed back to Dallas and got some real cowboy action! Eventually came back to LA, for Part Two of the Root canal. Once back in TX, headed to Memphis for GRACELAND! In Columbus, we thought we saw Bernie Mac, but it wasn’t. We went to the first ever Wendy’s and gasped in the glory OF THE ORGINAL WENDY. The animated version is way better than real life,! Headed to a bar in which time society forgot about, but the people didn't seem to notice the decade had changed! Still stuck in their high school days, literally. This is the point where tension is starting to hit hard between all of us. It hits the hardest at the last stop of the month in Atlanta; this is where for even me, it’s unbearable. So far at this point, I have choked it up, where others are starting war.

July: Back in Chicago. Balloon Fest. Lovely I tell you. Nice 4th of July. Caught ‘Triple Espresso’ in Minneapolis. Great Show. Hilarious. Hartford Jazz Fest – very hot and humid. Great jazz. Good times. Visited YALE! Yay! I did not see Rory, lol. From Hartford rented a car, headed to NYC cuz Sweetbottom was coming to town. Went to see WICKED on Broadway … FANTASTIC! Caught the sights, by now, I had perfected the use of Metro. Nice evening carriage ride in Central Park and more yummy cupcakes from ‘Magnolia Bakery”. Had limited time before Sweetbottom and I headed to Rhode Island. Sent Sweetbottom out on her own to explore Providence and caught in some of Newport, a Ghost Tour and wandering around. Grand Rapids is where we exploited use of a old Elite Marriot Hotel Key card for free dinners and poolside hangout. Our hotel was pretty crappy and we needed to entertain ourselves. Here is where tension is so high between two people; you can cut it with a knife. The atmosphere was scary.

August: This marks the month of endings. Nashville is where all decisions were made that marked the end. (Pictured to the left is Sammie and Frankie feeling sad!) Went to the ‘Country Music Hall Of Fame’ where my love for Tim McGraw originated. A great Fondue dinner – in Nashville of all places. Headed to a crazy town called Gatlinburg. A vacation spot for rednecks. Lots of stores that sold swords and ninja stars available for anyone to buy. It kinda freaked me out. Dollywood resides right in the midst of all of this. All this craziness nestled into the Smokie Mountains, which is a breathtaking sight. From there, headed to the Jack Frost Mountains in PA for Camp Jeep. Rain, winds, mud, I don’t know how we setup and tore down. Then, we headed off to DC. Here, caught in a cool band, went to a dope all hookah bar with one of our temp staff, Washington Memorial and the Smithsonian. Here Goodbyes were said to Nicole. Sad. Real Sad. My last Journey took me to Savannah, GA, lovely. Breathtaking and charming. All I gotta say. My last city on the tour - Orlando. It was painful. I didn’t know how to handle things. I left with a bang hitting up the outlets. The best outlets ever! The best outlets in the country are in California and the one in Orlando. No question. Then … HOME, FINALLY! To regroup my thoughts, I headed to Palm Springs in the middle of this crazy heat to think and to enjoy dayspaing myself. Much needed.

September: Start of the month, back to Milwaukee, WI. On the drive back, hit up Chicago with coworkers, interesting and fun. On the way back to LA, hit up St. Louis again, and did a nonstop drive to LA. Back in LA, trying to move into my new place. Hectic. Work. Work and more Work. The only free time I had was when I pushed myself for History at the Highlands. That was a very much-needed party to go to. Seeing old faces made me feel so much better about being back home. Also, strong concern for a dear loved one. The change in the person really scared me.

October: More work. By this time, I am sick of 80+ hours for work, only on my days off to do paperwork. Didn’t do jack in this month. By this point, still have not unpacked.

November: Work, more work and a long ass drive back to Milwaukee. Everything is all tied up by midmonth and got a quick lil reunion with Nicole! Very much needed! I hella missed that girl! Also a nice welcome back for the Ganja! Thanksgiving to kick off the holidays. A crazy day of shopping that started at midnight till the next day and ended it with a Thanksgiving Party for Kris Kringle.

December: A month of rest and bumming it. On purpose. It never felt so good. In this month, my apartment is starting to look like an apartment. Christmas Cheer didn’t really kick in until exactly one week before the big day. Kinda slow. NYE @ Together as One. Nice party. Good times! Goodbye 2005 and HELLOOOOO 2006!

A Gilmore Girls Tribute

2005-04-22T22:39:00.000-06:00

I haven't been able to keep with one of my favorite teletube shows "Gilmore Girls" due to constant traveling. Why I love this show is beyond me, but I feel it's rather heartwarming.

About two weeks ago, I had to do a solo drive from St. Louis to Boston and along the way I thought I'd chuck my mapquest given directions and make up my own travel route that will let me drive through Hartford, CT. Why Hartford you may ask? Well, the show Gilmore Girls is based upon two cities, one fictional called Stars Hollow and the other which is the state's capitol, Hartford. Let it be known that I do know that Stars Howllow does exitis on the WB Lot in Burbank, but on my solo adventure, I thought I try and stop through small quaint towns to try and get the whole experience of it all. I was able to find a town with a great feel in PA which was called Bellevue.

I didn't stay too long in this town cuz I was on a tight sechedule If I was going to make it to Hartford that evening. I didn't try and do anything GilmoreGirlish when I got to Hartford, I did have an agenda. I did want to soak up alot of histroy and pass through things with historic value. SO even before I began my journey, I had my eyes set on visitng the Mark Twain House. Great place. Alot of the orginal parts of the house was still in tact, it is esquisite. He did have a writing room, but it is said that his billiards room was where most of his writing actually took place. I had a wonderful tour guide who gave so much extra information about the life of Samuel Clemens. He was quite an essentric, which I thought was real cool. Anyway, before I left, I did stop by the gift shop and pick up a leather bound book compilation that had a few of his great works that I've been wanting to re-read for some time now.

Right after my little visit to CT, I headed off to Boston where I needed to be and re-grouped with my fellow co-workers. On the short drive to MA, I realized Gilmore Girls does have a high corniness factor, but all and all, the show is based on some historic value and feeds off of its well thought-out dialouge.

Yea, I do realized I was planning out my trip route based on the Gilmore Girls, so sue me.