I wrote most of this yesterday on my phone while riding the Metra. Why the train? No reason. Just had the time and wanted to do something different. Don't worry...I haven't gone green or anything.
While trying to recap the events of my last 24 hours, I realized that yesterday was the first time I've been drunk in four weeks. After a few more moments of thought, I have come to the conclusion that this four-week hiatus was the longest break in my professional drinking career that started about 10 years ago. Not sure if I'm proud of this, disappointed, or what. Mixed feelings, mixed emotions, and a dry mouth.
According to a conversation with Byl this morning, last night was a top five Dan R. drunk event…ever. Once again...mixed emotions. All I know for sure is the following:
- Substitutuing a potent "jungle juice" for the orange juice in a mimosa is very, very, very foolish.
- I headbutted Ukraine pretty hard. Still got it.
- I like text messages.
Back in the Saddle Again
As some of you may have heard by now, I got a job. Yes sir! I'm going to go somewhere five days a week, do stuff, say “Yes sir. I’m right on top of that”, and get paid.
The exact details of my new employment are best left off this blog. If you really wanted to know, you can contact me via alternate technologies. All I'll say is that I am still a civil engineer and I will be working in way-the-fuck-out-there (yes...that should be hyphenated) Hoffman Estates, Illinois.
Five and a half months since I've last held a job, close to a year since I've done any actual work, and about two years since I've had to make a good first impression. Fuck…I'm going to have to put on my "happy face", aren't I? This is going to be tough.
All I want is to have my own cubicle (sorry Mexico) and have social interaction on a daily basis.
Epiphany
Realizing you have a half a bottle of water at the bottom of your backpack, in my condition, rivals discovering the cure for the plague of the 20th century. Cue Sean Connery's line from Medicine Man.
P.I.C.
I have a temporary partner-in-crime...David (formerly of David's Corner). He's back from his 2 year stint in NYC and living about 10 minutes away from my current home. Unfortunately, the timing is off and we only have one week of mayhem before I have to get back to the "real world".
36 Times
Not exaclty sure, but I think the number is 36. What is 36? The number of consecutive times myself, Ukraine, and The Choz listened to Garth Brooks' "Callin' Baton Rouge" on the drive to Okoboji, Iowa in the summer of 2004. In the same car ride we played the "Name 100 Asians" game (no offense Ron) and I almost hydroplaned us into a wall/fiery death.
Blog Archivist Needed
My blogging days are almost over but will not be forgotten. I am in need of a blog archivist. The blog archivist will be required to make a record of every blog post, photo, and comment in the history of Living at 6250 Feet. Ideally, I would like a digital and a paper copy. If possible, it would be great if the paper copy was in some sort of book format.
I will cover all costs for materials and time (at an appropriate rate).
If you are interested, let me know.
Chicagoans
I saw a commercial for Fox Valley Volkswagen the other day that had a midget in it. Unfortunately, I can’t find this commercial on the information superhighway...so keep your eyes open for it.
Does Anyone Actually Click on These?
“Thrasher” by N*E*R*D
“I Can’t Hold Back” by Survivor
“Sky’s The Limit” by Notorious B.I.G.
“Wasted Time” by The Eagles
“Water Runs Dry” by Boyz II Men
"My Best Friend's Girl" by The Cars
"Danger" by Mystikal
Posts
I have, without a doubt, never clicked on the youtube music links. I usually never even read what they say.
ReplyDeleteI can agree that Sunday night was a top 5er for Dan R.