It's not funny. Stop stealing my pens!
Also, my rental car smells like terrible BO and there are crumbs everywhere. It's like oscar and cookie monster took it out for a joy ride before handing the keys to me.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Theives!
I just walked away from my table for a few minutes to refill my water bottle and some Smith punk took all my SEA pens and most of my stickers. And they didn't even sign up for the mailing list.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Straight chillin'
Since it's been over 3-weeks since my last multi-day trip, my mind has already shifted to summer office straight chillin' mode. This made for an interesting travel day.
1. First, I did not notice when I was rented a car with an expired inspection sticker. Likely not a big issue, but still I was distracted by the fact that my compact car came with power windows and one of those cool folding keys and checking the windshield to make sure I don't get blamed for another crack. I didn't notice until I was 1.5 hours into my trip..whoops.
2. I lost said car in two different parking lots on my way here.
On the bright side I had the most delicious sushi for dinner (it had mango in it!) and when I returned to my (bed bug free) hotel I found a packed jazz tap dance performance in the hotel restaurant. I can't explain why the whole town came out to this prison-like hotel to see some guy dance around on piece of plywood while being accompanied by a guy on stand-up bass....but then again, why not? I don't know how it ended. I left (quickly) when the show shifted to audience participation in the form of live poetry. Sorry I didn't take a video.
1. First, I did not notice when I was rented a car with an expired inspection sticker. Likely not a big issue, but still I was distracted by the fact that my compact car came with power windows and one of those cool folding keys and checking the windshield to make sure I don't get blamed for another crack. I didn't notice until I was 1.5 hours into my trip..whoops.
2. I lost said car in two different parking lots on my way here.
On the bright side I had the most delicious sushi for dinner (it had mango in it!) and when I returned to my (bed bug free) hotel I found a packed jazz tap dance performance in the hotel restaurant. I can't explain why the whole town came out to this prison-like hotel to see some guy dance around on piece of plywood while being accompanied by a guy on stand-up bass....but then again, why not? I don't know how it ended. I left (quickly) when the show shifted to audience participation in the form of live poetry. Sorry I didn't take a video.
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