This is too long to read over. Deal with the mistakes.
As my three loyal readers know, I don't write these outside of work. Although I did write one outside of work once, so I already kind of ruined that. I'm back at work now, so it's time to update you on some things I've missed. I'll try to keep it short.
As some of you are already aware, I went to Seattle for Christmas this year. Here are some highlights of that trip. You may already be aware of some of my highlights. That is if you looked at the seven pictures I took of my trip. That's right, I was gone for six days and only took seven pictures.
I didn't even have to leave the Seattle Airport for my first great experience. We were at the car rental place. For some reason it was taking forever to get the cars. There wasn't much to do other than sit there. That's when I noticed this vent. I kept seeing people's legs through the vent. The only thing even close to this vent was the ladies bathroom. Surely there wasn't a vent that allowed you to see in the ladies bathroom. We sent my step sister in to investigate. Turns out there really was a vent that allowed you to see into the ladies bathroom. I was disappointed however because we had given her specific instructions to get on the ground and put her face up to the vent. She wouldn't do this because she said there were too many people in there. I was also a little disappointed in the fact that you could only see from about the knees down and that the vent was just by the sinks.
Not really a highlight, but we got some family pictures taken. The problem with these pictures is there is about 20 of us. Some of whom I'd never met before. Some I'd met once or twice. I think there were about seven people there who I'd never talked to before, there is still three of them. A really long story short, it took 3 or 4 hours to take pictures. We had to have shots of just these people and then one with just those people. Then one with these and those people combined. Then one with just some of these people and just some of those people together. I decided to get just some of me. The best picture of the day though, The Random Sampler. If your birthday was on an odd month, even day, you were in the picture.
After the picture marathon we went to go eat at The Metropolitan Grill. A nice enough place. I got to check my coat and stuff. The way you know it's not a real nice place is the fact that you can where pretty much whatever you want. This was made evident by all the people in Seahawks jerseys. There was a football game earlier so a lot of these people were already drunk making things quite funny. Those fun times ended when we were taken to the board room, that's where they keep the big table. There is also a little round table that fits seven or eight. I proceeded to order my $115 steak. Then the real fun started.
This crazed black lady comes running into our little board room area. She was looking at the pictures on the wall. They have pictures lining the walls of "famous" people that have been the restaurant. I put famous in quotes as some of the people appear to just be random people to me. The crazed lady was looking for the picture of her husband, Leonard Weaver. See what I mean when I say that some of the people on the walls aren't really famous. Turns out he's the starting full back for the Seahawks. She also verified that they guy sitting at the round table was on the team as well. Although his name can't be found anywhere on the roster. But Mrs. Weaver said he was on the team, so he's on the team. What did I learn from this experience? That football player's wives are just like me. Had a picture of my semi-famous wife been up in a restaurant I would have also ran around like a mad man looking for it. I should have taken a picture and sent it into that magazine that does that stars are just like us thing. Like where they take the garbage out and stuff. I could have taken a picture of Mrs. Weaver with the caption of, 'stars have crazy wives too.'
The main freeway that goes through Seattle is the I-5. My brother kept making this stupid I-5 joke. He'd just say I-5 and then hold his hand up as if he wanted a high five. It was slightly funny, but then the joke turned less funny. We were walking around whatever town the ferry takes you too when I stopped to look at the newspapers. On the front page was a small blurb about a man that was shot on the freeway and killed for swinging a belt around. All on Christmas day for crying out loud. I almost paid the $1.50 for the paper so I could read the whole story. Then I remembered I could just wait until I get back to the hotel and look online.
Turns out some dude just ran onto the freeway, took his shirt off and started swinging his belt around. He just went around hitting cars with his belt. He attempted to open cars doors according to witnesses. According to some he even attempted to take his pants off. What do they mean by attempted? Could he just not get them off, or what? Shouldn't they have been easy to get off since he already had his belt off? Or does he have a special car hitting belt?
The police show up and apparently the dude is impervious to tasers. One of the officers approached the man. The dude threatened to hit the cop with his belt. He even swung it around a couple of times. I'm guessing this is where the cop said screw it. Getting hit with a belt could hurt. This cop wasn't going to get hit by a belt once or twice just to arrest a guy. That's what I choose was going through the cop's head. Whatever went through his head, one thing we know for sure is that he pulled his gun out and shot him six times. Six freaking times for hitting a few cars with a belt? Turns out the dude died from the six gunshots, what a sissy.
That I-5 joke my brother kept telling all week, not so funny anymore.
The whole trip actually went fairly smooth. We never had to wait at the airport or in traffic or anything like that. That was until we were getting out luggage in Salt Lake. At least we made it until the end of the trip before something went wrong. The luggage was backed up big time. We had to wait like 45 minutes before our luggage even came out. And by that time there was already luggage from like 3 or 4 other planes on the little baggage thing. There was quite a crowd that had formed around the luggage thing. There was about 3 or 4 other people in front of me. I'm sitting there waiting for my luggage when all of a sudden this guy just starts shoving people. He pushed one lady on the little baggage thing. Then she started taking people out as her legs were still sticking off the baggage thing. She knocked over like five people before someone finally got her off the baggage thing. When everything calmed down everyone just looked back at the man who started the hole thing. He was walking away with bags in hand. "What a jackass". I said it but everyone else was thinking it. That jackass, my step dad.
The worst part about my trip to Seattle is that it was pretty much forced upon me. Not bad, except that was my Christmas present too. I got a forced Christmas present. It wasn't a bad present, I just had nothing to show for it since I didn't take any pictures. So I got back and felt like I had to go buy some stuff. I went to Wal*Mart and bought five DVDs. I bought Titanic, Bruce Almighty, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Super Troopers and Fight Club. Here is my reasoning that led me to buy each one.
Titanic: Pretty simple reasoning behind this one. I figured that this is the most watched movie in the world, I should have it.
Bruce Almighty: I went on a date once and we went to this movie. It turns out that her parents went to the same movie. It also turns out that they were sitting two rows behind us. I remember the movie at all but I remember everything else, so I bought it.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith: I also saw this movie while on a date once. The only thing I really remember about that date is that she fell of a 4-wheeler a couple weeks prior and it ran over her foot, so she was on crutches. Like Bruce Almighty I remember nothing about that movie, but I remember the date, so I bought the movie. There is also a song that reminds me of her so I had to listen to that on the way home.
Super Troopers: I don't remember this movie either, except that one of the guys looks like one of my friends from high school. Now that I think of it he may not even look like the guy, he just did something that one of the guys on the movie does. That was my reasoning behind buying this one.
Fight Club: This one is just a good movie.
As you can see my reasoning behind buying 80% of the stuff I own is twisted reasoning. That's why I have so much crap and only 3 or 4 things worth having.