Summertime

Work work work work work...if I ever get a chance to go back to college, I'm going to become a professional student. I kind of hate how you're tied to your employer when you get a real job. 2 weeks a year? Might sound sufficient at first, but nothing beats ditching class at will. Unfortunately, the "professional" world is a little less tolerant of such behavior. Kind of like being a tough guy's little bitch. I feel like a little bitch now...till I'm boss!

May was quick, just as quick as April, and I still remember days from March, although that was already a quarter year ago. 24.5 yrs old, and time races forth like poser, fat bitches at a wedding expo...you know the kind that rush to get the cheap gowns while they last? Something tells me they're all living in their own fantasies, but life is really too lonely to grow old alone, so I'm happy they've found someone to share that with. Someone worth stampeding for wedding gowns. Variant of the running of the bulls. Ole!

Back to May...watched Nic graduate! Very cool being on the other side this year. Last May I was down in that cavernous pit of a stadium, peering up at the spectator seats jammed pack full of out of towners and some cousins to young to even care. It was a good getaway, although brief. Nice to get down to AZ before it got too hot I guess.

From there, the fam communed in IL the next weekend for another graduation, this time my cousin's from high school. This little community in western Illinois gave me the impression of youth grown up in a fishbowl. Still not big enough to stretch their wings fully in modern society and still locked in the tight grip of conformist middle america. Kind of like something out of pleasantville. Another nice trip, but again too short.

At least Nic got to come back to Boise with me. She put up with me for two more weeks, we tore up the house trying to remodel and repaint some of the rooms. I'm going to need to become a handy man ASAP, lest I risk getting gang raped by the plumbers and electricians of the world. So far no major damage luckily, though I'm glad I'm learning how to do this stuff now as opposed to when life may be more busy. At least the house is empty so we can move things around freely without worrying where to put things.

Saw two movies while Nic was here: Thank You for Smoking and Over the Hedge. Smoking is a killer satire, worthy of every script writer's award at next year's award shows. Very funny and provacative about the real life of tobacco lobbyists. Go MOD squad!

Over the Hedge was really what the doctor ordered that night: a simple movie that you really didn't need to care about or think while watching, but still humourous and interesting to keep you conscious for the most part. Some very over the top humour in that script though! At one point, a squirrel in the movie exclaims, "Will you help me find my nuts?" I can just imagine being the teacher trying to squelch that line in first grade the following Monday.

Last bit of cool news is I'm going to play golf again in a scramble this Saturday, and I'm really looking forward to just meeting new people. It's lonely being young in an established company where most of your coworkers have been at it for 10 yrs, married (some divorced), kids, and more money than you so their vacations and getaways are a whole lot cooler. Otherwise, I have my wallpaper removal to keep me busy.

Random notes: I recently listened to Offspring "Greatest Hits" and Beck "Guero". The Offspring could have done better for their first hits disc, but their stuff is pretty upbeat and better than most. More so than anything, it brings me back to middle school when Smash was the best rock album since sliced bread. I still remember feeling ashamed at the cuss words. Sadly, they've gone a little commercial since then. Beck's new disc is a reversion to his old style, like Midnight Vultures mexican style. Has some good beats on their courtesy of the producers for the Beastie Boys (is it true they're really done for good?). Of more interest is the videos Beck made for these singles. Very artsy and mesmerizing. Check it out on music.yahoo.com

Enjoy your summer. Hope you aren't a slave to the "man" as much as I am. As they say in Smoking, "you do it for the mortgage."

Peace