nevermind the wind, nevermind the rain
Two updates this time.First: I won tickets to see Al Franken in Portland…. and it was, stupendous. Never mind the 40 minutes spent standing in line which went four-fifths the way around the block. It was held at the Governor Hotel which is a piece of art by itself. After being herded up six floors worth of stairs crammed shoulder to shoulder (and apparently face to posterior) my mom and I made it to the ballroom which was immaculate, very fancy–I felt like I didn’t belong. Al and Cathrine were awesome, especially Cathrine, especially when she would say, “shove it”.
It was kind of neat to watch a live broadcast of a radio program (I know Pratt will comment: “I had my own radio broadcast.”), it was definitely a great experience. The best part was my brief chance to talk with Al and shake his hand (I haven’t washed it since). He signed my copy of “Rush Limbaugh is a big fat idiot and other observations.” Definitely awesome.
Number 2: Bachelor party plans are confirmed. Suite #4 along the first baseline, Safeco field, versus Baltimore. I am psyched.
Other than that, looking for a house to live in. Job is good, Jess is good, I still don’t have a dog.