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Almost time for Southern Decadence!

Ponderings, , , ,

The Husbear reminded me that there are 18 days until we leave for New Orleans for our annual migration to Southern Decadence.

If you’ve never been and want to see what you’re missing (or if you just like looking at hot men in general), here are photos taken at previous Decadences by friends and myself:
Southern Decadence 2007 (flickr)
Southern Decadence 2006 (flickr)
Southern Decadence 2004 (flickr)
Southern Decadence 2003 (flickr)

We’ll be staying once again with the ever-growing group of bears through Decadent Ducks. (Tell Troy I sent you…)

I’m not one for large crowds, so I will be slightly inebriated the entire duration. You’ll probably find me out by the pool drinking Bloody Mary’s in the morning (around 11AM or so), and then all over Bourbon Street and elsewhere with who knows what else in my hand.

My plan this year is to take LOTS of pictures of hot guys with tattoos. We’ll see how that goes. But I need to buy a new digital camera first. Any suggestions from you photogs out there? I’d like one I can fit in my pocket for ease of carrying around with me, but I know SLRs still take way better pictures. Decisions, decisions….

Is anyone else who happens to read my blog going this year? I would love to meet up with you if you are going to be there!

Until next time...
Erik

One more “Ugh” and I’m done complaining.

Ponderings,

Last complaining post for a while. I hope.

After arriving at the Tulsa airport and then hoisting it to the baggage carousel of love. We wait. Finally the luggage starts puking it’s way out of the metal esophagus after doing A.T.M. on the plane. We have two bags. Among what appeared to be 300 other people’s luggage. The third piece of luggage out was one of ours. Then we wait. And wait. 15 minutes of waiting while luggage is regurgitated from the plane’s belly. The last piece of luggage off was our second one. How did that happen?

We then stroll out to the parking garage to retrieve our car. Which won’t start. The battery is dead. Do you know how hard it is to get a jump start at almost midnight? I finally managed to get in touch with airport security to get a jump.

Jump done. Now there’s a door open light on. All the doors are closed. Grrr. I get to a gas station to refuel and look at the hatchback. The cargo net has somehow wedged itself into the locking mechanism leaving the hatchback in an “open” state. Which means that the overhead door lights had been on since we left a week ago. Which explains the dead battery in the car.

And the drive home was 2 hours of London-esque fog.

I think yesterday was the worst travel day I have ever experienced.

Okay. I’m done now. I’ll post happy thoughts and pictures as I retrieve them from the temporary camera.

Until next time...
Erik

Ugh, part II

Ponderings

What the hell is wrong with the airline industry. If any other “real” business operated like this, it would have gone away a long time ago.

I know they can’t help weather-related issues. But over-booking flights by 44 people? WTF? I’m sure there’s some statistical reason to what they do, but still. Maybe they should start publicly explaining what they do and be held accountable. Wait… that would make sense.

The husbear and I are sitting here in Dallas waiting on our flight that keeps getting pushed back. It was originally supposed to leave at 7:00 PM, but now it’s been pushed back multiple times and is currently not going to leave until 9:25 PM.

I really wish we had an alternate means of high-speed transportation in this country. Like maybe high-speed trains that maybe straddled that wasted median space on the Interstates. Hell, let Disney build it. I love the monorail system they have. And it’s how old?

Until next time...
Erik