Someone once said:
You tell a pretty girl she's smart, and a smart girl she's pretty.
Which leads me to ask...
What do you tell a girl who's both pretty and smart?
Friday, June 30, 2006
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
longgg week
Well its my last day of summer school tomorrow. And lets all THANK GAWD for that. I'm starting my second job of the summer next week. So, I'm also closing the books on this one. Makes for a busy time. I've really enjoyed the folks i have worked with for the past six weeks. Its nice to work with good people.
In other news.. hmmm.. not much other news with me. I did have the pleasure of sitting on the balcony of my favorite beach resort this evening and discussing life, idiots, intelligence, and generally, wtf is going on. Its always nice to fell like you're catching up with someone you talk to rather regularly. Its never intentional, kinda just happens, but when you walk away, you always feel like, "hey.. that was cool."
Lifes moves fast... if you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you just might miss it.
In other news.. hmmm.. not much other news with me. I did have the pleasure of sitting on the balcony of my favorite beach resort this evening and discussing life, idiots, intelligence, and generally, wtf is going on. Its always nice to fell like you're catching up with someone you talk to rather regularly. Its never intentional, kinda just happens, but when you walk away, you always feel like, "hey.. that was cool."
Lifes moves fast... if you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you just might miss it.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
New Clothes and a Good Weekend
Well this is the first weekend I've actually slept in my bed for three nights in some time. Its quite the expreience, i highly recomend it if you have the means. Did i stay in town? hell no. I made my third trip of the week to Atlanta yesterday to buy some clothes, well actually I went to Dawsonville b/c i love me some Brooks Brothers suits but can't afford the regular variety so I limit my shopping to the outlet mall. Which was still damn expensive, but i did get me some wonderful blue ties and now, hopefully, i won't feel like I wearing the same thing day after day.
I took my friend Tiffany, who did dictation the whole way up there, which is really funny when someone is citing the same case over and over and over again. (she has a pretty hot dictation voice btw- the crappy microphone makes it kinda raspy which i seem to like). Tiff helped me pick out some great ties and it was really good to hang with her over the weekend. She's going through a tough transition in Atlanta, working hard and ... well working hard. I've been there and it sucks, but I'm really proud of her and think she's the greatest.
Also, I got my lawnmower back on saturday. That was sweet. It was embarassing as part of the problem was my idiot self installed the blade upside down and, well, it wasn't working to its fullest potential.
My other trip to Atlanta was for a deposition of an expert witness. I'm really enjoying my job and I was fortunate enough to get asked to attend a deposition regarding a dispute over accounting concepts and the preparation of financial statements. So fun when you can come out swinging and exceed an imporant partner's expectations. Lets just say the deposition went very well, in my not-so-humble opinion.
As for the previous trip to Atlanta, I was there tuesday night also to see Dave Chappelle. What a great show. I was so impressed the racial mix of the crowd was pretty evenly split and the Tabernacle is really a great place to see an act. Dave did some hilarious numbers, about the show Cheaters, which he re-enacted in full, nailing the white dude and the swat team mentality of the production, talked about racial issues and his trip to Africa. I think he felt like Comedy Central's "bottom bitch".
So, all in all, a busy but good week. Now, back to work.
I took my friend Tiffany, who did dictation the whole way up there, which is really funny when someone is citing the same case over and over and over again. (she has a pretty hot dictation voice btw- the crappy microphone makes it kinda raspy which i seem to like). Tiff helped me pick out some great ties and it was really good to hang with her over the weekend. She's going through a tough transition in Atlanta, working hard and ... well working hard. I've been there and it sucks, but I'm really proud of her and think she's the greatest.
Also, I got my lawnmower back on saturday. That was sweet. It was embarassing as part of the problem was my idiot self installed the blade upside down and, well, it wasn't working to its fullest potential.
My other trip to Atlanta was for a deposition of an expert witness. I'm really enjoying my job and I was fortunate enough to get asked to attend a deposition regarding a dispute over accounting concepts and the preparation of financial statements. So fun when you can come out swinging and exceed an imporant partner's expectations. Lets just say the deposition went very well, in my not-so-humble opinion.
As for the previous trip to Atlanta, I was there tuesday night also to see Dave Chappelle. What a great show. I was so impressed the racial mix of the crowd was pretty evenly split and the Tabernacle is really a great place to see an act. Dave did some hilarious numbers, about the show Cheaters, which he re-enacted in full, nailing the white dude and the swat team mentality of the production, talked about racial issues and his trip to Africa. I think he felt like Comedy Central's "bottom bitch".
So, all in all, a busy but good week. Now, back to work.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Fathers Remembered.
disclaimer: long & nostalgic.
I must say I have a wonderful father's day. My parents threw a party for over 175 guests. We had tons of food, a cast iron tub slam full of excellent beer, a band, and lots of friends to celebrate with. Why? Because my father simply wanted to throw a party. (despite rampant speculation he would be announcing his canadicy for superior court judge, which he would not do for 2 reasons, 1)my mother, and 2) he would have to work normal hours, but i digress...)
This weekend was a wonderful reminder of how much I love and respect my father. I strive to live a life as fully and successfully as he does. It was absolutely amazing to see the sheer number and quality of people who came out to a party held really, for "no particular reason." Furthermore, the way my parents worked together to pull off this enormous event was absolutely amazing. Were they stressed out? God yes, but through it all, I don't recall them getting cross with each other or making a scene. Maybe i was too busy grilling the three 5-gallon buckets of marinated chicken breasts. But I doubt it.
My real reminder came when I remembered my computer and all my research for work was sitting in the barn, but I was back in Macon. I called home, woke dad up from an afternoon nap, and tried, to politely ask (in an implied way) him to fly my lost bag to me in macon. He obliged and less than two hours later, I was back to work. I arrived at Herbert Smart as they were on final approach and it was so much fun to see my parents, with their bose headsets and little cessna taxi over and totally remedy the mistake of their adult child. They looked like they were having so much fun, just flying around, enoying the weather, and to some extent their success in life. (even though the didn't really achieve a stated goal of having me keep up with my belongings...)
As I drove back to work, I thought about my mom, about how she must have been too busy to talk about missing her father. This was her first father's day without pop, and after 50+ years of having him around, that had to be hard. We all miss him. He was such a wonderful and understated man. I will always remember his quiet, soothing presence. When he was around, could always be comfortable. He was the most comfortable person in his own skin I do beleive I have ever met. He could sit and talk with people, sit and watch tv, or simply sit in our kitchen and sip a 7&7 and be content to just be there. I know he missed my grandmother terribly after she passed, but I think he would have never moved down here if that hadn't happened. We got to spend 5 really good years with him. Its a period of time I won't ever forget.
I must say I have a wonderful father's day. My parents threw a party for over 175 guests. We had tons of food, a cast iron tub slam full of excellent beer, a band, and lots of friends to celebrate with. Why? Because my father simply wanted to throw a party. (despite rampant speculation he would be announcing his canadicy for superior court judge, which he would not do for 2 reasons, 1)my mother, and 2) he would have to work normal hours, but i digress...)
This weekend was a wonderful reminder of how much I love and respect my father. I strive to live a life as fully and successfully as he does. It was absolutely amazing to see the sheer number and quality of people who came out to a party held really, for "no particular reason." Furthermore, the way my parents worked together to pull off this enormous event was absolutely amazing. Were they stressed out? God yes, but through it all, I don't recall them getting cross with each other or making a scene. Maybe i was too busy grilling the three 5-gallon buckets of marinated chicken breasts. But I doubt it.
My real reminder came when I remembered my computer and all my research for work was sitting in the barn, but I was back in Macon. I called home, woke dad up from an afternoon nap, and tried, to politely ask (in an implied way) him to fly my lost bag to me in macon. He obliged and less than two hours later, I was back to work. I arrived at Herbert Smart as they were on final approach and it was so much fun to see my parents, with their bose headsets and little cessna taxi over and totally remedy the mistake of their adult child. They looked like they were having so much fun, just flying around, enoying the weather, and to some extent their success in life. (even though the didn't really achieve a stated goal of having me keep up with my belongings...)
As I drove back to work, I thought about my mom, about how she must have been too busy to talk about missing her father. This was her first father's day without pop, and after 50+ years of having him around, that had to be hard. We all miss him. He was such a wonderful and understated man. I will always remember his quiet, soothing presence. When he was around, could always be comfortable. He was the most comfortable person in his own skin I do beleive I have ever met. He could sit and talk with people, sit and watch tv, or simply sit in our kitchen and sip a 7&7 and be content to just be there. I know he missed my grandmother terribly after she passed, but I think he would have never moved down here if that hadn't happened. We got to spend 5 really good years with him. Its a period of time I won't ever forget.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Its Midafternoon & I'm Dozy
Why am I always, and I do mean always sleepy between the hours of 2pm and 3:30pm. I even ate a light lunch and i can't keep my damn eyes open.
The mellow yellow isn't working, I'm switching to guns.
The mellow yellow isn't working, I'm switching to guns.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
The series of journies continues...
Ahh, on the road again this weekend. Went to raliegh for one of the most fun weddings I have attended of late. You just can't beat a good 1 o'clock service followed by an afternoon of casino games and adult beverages. Follow that up with some good cuban cigars, appletinis and some very fresh tuna and you have a fabulous weekend. Kelli and Brian real know how to throw a serious party. I wish the best for you guys.
In other news, my love for flying is once again alive. Dad took me to Hilton Head in a Piper Arrow and that thing was great fun. Single engine, variable pitch prop, retractable landing gear and it hauled SERIOUS ASS!! Much fun. Now I just need to schedule my first actual lesson and I'm off to the races. Time to dust the old books off and give it the real college try.
A trip to a wedding like that could only be improved by my possession of an airplane similar to the one above.
In other news, my love for flying is once again alive. Dad took me to Hilton Head in a Piper Arrow and that thing was great fun. Single engine, variable pitch prop, retractable landing gear and it hauled SERIOUS ASS!! Much fun. Now I just need to schedule my first actual lesson and I'm off to the races. Time to dust the old books off and give it the real college try.
A trip to a wedding like that could only be improved by my possession of an airplane similar to the one above.
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