Wednesday, July 15, 2009

OB Street Fair Festivities

So the annual OB Street Fair was the other weekend, for those not in the "in". OB is Ocean Beach is a section of San Diego, Primarily inhabited by Pot-heads, surfers, and Gypsies, but I repeat myself. Anyhow, it was a pretty good old time, and here are some pictures to remember the party. Looks like above here we are doing our SunGlass modeling photo-shoot, Jamey on the left, Andrea up front and Mark to the right.


Looks like we now expanded our group and got a little more of everyone's attention. We've got Dan in the back talking to me, then lining the front we've got Anne, Kim, Jamey, Andrea and Mark. Or Softballically speaking you have SS in the back, lining the front is Pitcher, 2B, Right Field, 1B, and Left Field.


Now you may be wondering a few things about this picture, well I can answer only a few of the many things happening in this photo.
First off, no I did not purchase those Sunglasses I am wearing, I "Inherited" them from the Lazy River at MGM Grand in Vegas.
Second, the left lens is a little slippery and tended to fall out quite frequently.
Third, I don't know, I grab my chin to do the thinker even though I don't have a beard, I can't grow one, I've learned to accept this.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Airplane Rants: Holiday Travel

Ok so after a few long flights lately, I have to rant.
First, a majority of people just suck, yeah, I said it, they do, they're out for themselves, only themselves and that's it, end of story.

Now, I have to admit, it is partially my own fault as I waited 3 days before my actual cross country flight to book my own travel. But I can't help it, airlines are so shifty with their flight costs and I'd procrastinated long enough at that point that I needed to wait even longer to get the price to come down. So, for that much I'll take the blame. But we're all in this together people how come we can't just try and make this work for everyone.
So, the result of my procrastinating, was a middle seat on my flights to and from Cincinnati. (Not final destination, but Cincy to Indianapolis was ez)
Ok, so first off, airlines, get your act together if you guys operated more efficiently, effectively and didn't have to pay for your own mistakes so frequently you wouldn't be nearly as bankrupt as you're all becoming.
Leaving San Diego to Cincy on July 2 at noon, now this flight wasn't operated too poorly, other than all of the TV's were broken. Which really turned out to be a pain, as its much harder to sleep in the middle seat, though I managed for a couple hours. And they're now charging that damn fee for checking luggage. They should be charging for people bringing on ridculously large "Carry-On" luggage which ultimately ends up over-filling the overhead compartments so they have to put it below anyhow... Ridiculous. Oh that and they also overbooked our flight by 5 passengers, so those poor 5 people were just stranded for the night in San Diego. Another flaw by the airlines, so there go 5 free flights to some people for your potential greed by overbooking your airline on a holiday weekend, brilliant.

True rant comes on Flight home, with Indian gentlemen in the Window Seat, me in Middle Seat and French gentlemen holding baby in aisle seat.
With a middle seat I like to time my boarding appropriately so that ideally the window guy has had time to sit down(Side note: Why is it that in the random picking of a Middle seat that I never end up between the two Swedish blond girls, it's always between two bigger gentlemen. ALWAYS, anyhow) So I try and wait for that window guy to get there by waiting till like the last 1/3 or so to board. So he of course gets my hopes up because we're mostly all boarded and he comes in like half sweating and is the like last of 5 people getting on the plane. So he butts past us, and takes his seat with his huge luggage because there's no overhead room for him anymore and he'd be damned before paying that $15 to check his bag. So as I'm getting settled back in, these guys on either side of me both already have their elbows on the Middle Arm rests. Now this is just WRONG, you guys each have one arm rest for yourselves and much nicer better space, and you have to go and intrude on my tiny little space already. Anyhow Indian gentlemen continues to throw peanuts into his mouth half the flight, French guy and his French baby continue to kick and claim arm space the whole flight and I lean forward elbows tucked in for 4 hours. I hate you Selfish people.

Happy 4th of July!