My last blog post about absence and a bigger gut... yeah, well, I was right then, and I'm still right.
So, last year I deleted about 55 lbs. from my fat derriere, then proceeded to add about 30 of it back on. After the new year, I figured if I acted really busy with work and crap, I'd get credit for ignoring the health stuff and everything would work out.
Yeah, not so much. Put on an additional 5-7 lbs, and became a slug. No, really, a slug.
So now I'm back, I've finally got my buttocks in gear (SP won't let me write "a$$", so live with it); "I got my mind right, boss!" (a movie line--you've gotta be old).
Enough of that.
I was in Austin a few weeks ago. Their favorite phrase is "Keep Austin weird." Trust me, they don't have to try all that hard. Stopped at a traffic light, here's the mexican jedi in front of me...
They don't need any more weird--all full up.
I have a travel respite--nothing scheduled for a month. I can't remember the last time I had 30 days without being accosted by the TSA, finding a stray shoe (earlier blog post), or sitting in the back of a cab wondering what caused them to include a $50 vomit clean-up fee...
Oh well, 'till next time.