Modern Nomad Seeks Friends

To the madness that I call my life.  It's a "normal" Tuesday night around here.  I'm sitting at the laptop in the kitchen, chatting with a few friends, listening to the monitor, watching TV, and eating cold leftover pizza.  Of course I've already downloaded some new music for my iPod.  Some H.I.M. , Bloodhound Gang, Teddy Geiger, and White Stripes.  Completely strange taste, and weird combo of music.  But that of course is me being me.  I'm trying to get my iPod all set for the trip I'm taking this weeked.  I'm going to Kentucky, once again.  I just hope the weather agrees with it, along with my bank account, and all the reservations I already have set up.

So I went into the city on Sunday, decided to hit up Chinatown because I found a bank that was open there on Sundays.  Kinda weird, but it worked for me.  And I was totally willing to trek in an hour just to make it to a bank on a Sunday.  Of course once I get into Chinatown, there's this parade going on.  I'm pretty sure it was for Chinese New Year, but not really quite sure.  All I know is that the place was jam-packed.  Couldn't walk anywhere basically.  And of course I get on the wrong side of the street, so I'm diagonal from the bank that I need to get into.  I got there like 2 hours before the bank closed.  And those two hours were spent walking in circles, getting pushed by little old Chinese women, and then getting yelled at by the "younger" Chinese women not to push the old ladies, who were doing the pushing in the first place.  I swear people were on me so much I gave birth to a few people, and some other people were up on me so much that could feel my tampon. (Yeah, I know, gross.  But it gives you a picture of what it was like).  So finally after I realized that the bank was closed, I totally said F it, and got back on the train and took the hour trip back home.  Wasting my whole day just to get pushed, and yelled by people.  Not fun.

WD-40 can be used to dissolve cocaine.  Some bars spread it on counters to prevent users from a sniff. (So all you druggies, keep a couple of bottles around incase you get busted.)

Berlin, Germany - Hundred of German soccer fans waved emormous inflatable penises at their rivals during a match.

Herbert Hoover was the first US President to have a phone on his White House desk. (So what did the other presidents do before that, just yell?)

Barnstable, MA - Minutes after his mother died in a hospital, a man was caught stealing the morphine from her IV bag.

For Valentines Day - The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer. -Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. (So instead of kissing people, stay home and watch a movie full of cannons being shot)

London, England - A High Court in London is attempting to convict a British constable of driving 159 mph. (If you're going to make someone a constable, you should expect them to drive FAST!)

The gum on Israeli postage stamps is kosher. (Talking about Israel.  Ami James, the tattoo guy, is HOOOT!!!)

Sydney, Australia - A resurgence of real bed-bugs is taking a bite out of the hotel industry.

A kangaroo cannot jump if you lift its tail.

New York, NY - At the World Grilled Cheese Eating Championship, a 100-pound woman ate 26 sandwiches in 10 minutes. (All those aneroxic girls that finally make it through rehab.)

You can buy a gold-plated slinky toy for $129.95 (Not sure where you could get this, or who could actually buy something like this either.)

Blood may be thicker than water, but it is still sticky, unpleasant, and generally nauseating. - Janeane Garofalo.

London, England - A musuem-goer tripped on his shoelaces and crashed into a set of ancient Chinese vases. (Can you guess what the bill for that would be?)

Statistically, women's eyes are better than men's eyes at detecting gradations of colour.

Reading, PA - Rather than signing his real name, a man signed his voter registration form "God."  The form was rejected.

So that's all that I can stand to type for the night.  Enjoy the craziness, and laugh at the news.  It's a real, and from all over.

Okay, so I know that I left a lot of you in the lurch with that last post.  But I was actually at the airport at the time I was writing that.  And had to go stand in this huge line because my flight got cancelled.  But let me first finish that whole story.

Like I said I had been up since 3:30 that morning, and I hadn't had more than an hour of sleep in the past 24 hours. (Packing, Laundry, and Working the night before does all that stuff to you).  And of course on the one day that I planned on travelling during the winter months here, it snows.  Not a little snow, like a foot or something of snow.  Not to big of a deal, except that I was stuck in the airport from 7:20 in the morning, and didn't land until 10:15, or 11:15 that night.  My first flight was suppose to take off from New York at 9:00 AM.  It was delayed when I arrived at the airport, after my first train being cancelled to "mechanical problems", and then being jammed back on a New York city bus during morning rush hour (If I had been on my first train that probably wouldn't have happened).  And so because of there being no seats, and I'm having to stand in this packed bus with my huge backpack on my back I'm pretty sure I pissed a lot of people off.  Not that I really care because I had already slipped and fell like 3 times while walking from the train to the bus stop (Now anyone who knows me knows that I was wearing my flip-flops in this weather, but I did have my fab monkey toe socks on, and since I wear flip-flops like 24/7/365 I'm good at walking in the snow in them) so I wasn't happy, or in the mood to be pushed and pulled into different directions.  So all I wanted to do at that point was get to the airport, which I was happy to be there once I finally arrived.  And even when my flight was delayed it didn't bother me, which at first was only 30 minutes, but then it was delayed again, this time for an hour and a half.  Which still didn't bother me to much because my friend that was picking me up from the airport wasn't going to get off work until two hours after I landed.  So being delayed that much was cool because that meant that I wouldn't have wait when I finally landed for anyone.  But then that flight got cancelled, so after getting booked on two more flights I finally walked onto the plane at 2:00pm. (If I had taken off on my orginal flight I would've been in Kentucky at 1:30)  We of course had to taxi on the jet-way for an hour before finally taking off.  And of course by this point I was exhausted, so when I got to my seat, and the main cabin door was shut I crashed.  I fell into one of those drunked sleeps, you know which ones those are.  The ones where no matter what you probably couldn't have been woken up from.  So yeah, had one of those for like hour and a half.  And I have a feeling that I did something totally stupid on that flight in my sleep because when I woke up, the people next to me tried to completely ignore me, while people a couple of seats away from me just couldn't help but do that smug little 'I know you did something, but I'm not gonna tell you' smirky smiles, which freaked me out.  But luckily for me we landed with-in a half hour.  So I finally got to Detriot (where I was connecting flight) around 4:30pm.  So that meant I was going to be in Detriot until around 8 or something, it was like 4 to 5 hours that I was stuck in Detriot.  But in a totally weird twist of fate I ran into this girl that I hadn't seen in like a good 4 years.  Completely strange, and random, but good? 

And of course I didn't get anything for having to be stuck in the damn airport for that long, nothing.  Not a free ticket, not a cup of coffee, nothing.  Not that I'm complaining or anything because on my way back to New York I did get a free roundtrip ticket.  And that was just for basicall doing the same thing I did on my way there, which was waiting to take a later flight.  So of course I already have it booked so I have another trip coming up in February.  Hopefully the weather will better.

On the knitting front, I still have been lacking and slacking.  Obvisiouly since I can't even update this thing, let alone knit.  I did finish some scarves for Christmas presents for people.  I only have 2 more to start, two backpacks to finish, and a scarf to finish.  And all of this to do by Saturday.  I don't know why I take on so much stuff.  I'm determined to get everything done though, and I'll try and post pictures of them all.  I keep telling myself that when I get all this holiday knitting done I'm going to start on Mariah.  Don't know if that's going to happen. *lol* Of course I'm sure that some of you understand.

So I'm going to leave you know with a picture of the airport on the lucky Friday at the airport.  Notice the guy sleeping in the back.  Wish I could've been him.