Deja-blah? Time to Cocoon.

Well it's been a long while since my last "blogging". I've just been so busy, and have missed lots of opportunities to comment on many, many strange / hilarious / semi-interesting occurrences. First off though, this weather? I am getting a deja-blah moment from earlier this year. I don't remember how I dealt with it last time, but I'm sure it was boring and took way too long. Maybe I cocoon-ed like those aliens on . . . well Cocoon. Oh well, either way it was like a month of utterly-dumbed-down TV and beef jerky. And as boring is that sounds, it was actually worse.

For all of my missed "bloggings", I've narrowed it down to 3 things I wanted to mention the most.

1 - So recently I went to see Tori Amos in concert with my girl. It was really fun. The most adult concert I've every been to. And I mean that it a mature way, not a sleazy XXX kind of way. The people were so kicked back and mellow. Minus of course the one WAY TOO PSYCHED dancing hippy-chick on X that sat about five rows below us. I think it's safe to say that for her it was probably a really different experience. But the concert was very intense, just mostly from the stage vicinity - not the audience. The next morning we got up and enjoyed (not exactly enjoyed... maybe endured is better put) a free continental breakfast at La Quinta Inn of Grand Prairie. I will say that FREE was less of a privilege, than it was more closely the appropriate cost. The breakfast area served lots of instant stuff while little kids and scruffy looking people watched The Dukes of Hazzard at 9 in the morning. Nothing quite says 1 and 1/2 star hotel like a bowl of instant apple cinnamon oatmeal while watching a 1969 orange Dodge Charger jumping a bridge.

2 - I went to Riviera Maya, Mexico in late October for a wedding. That was a whole big random vacation. I got sunburned a few times, pinched on the toe by some crazy crab that got in our pool, I watched some quasi-entertaining Mexican TV, and I ate some really gross lettuce (even though everyone said not too, but it was too late). The weather was amazing though and I had lots of fun hanging out with all of the people. All and all, I'd call it a win. Plus, Bill and I went swimming and our shorts got bleached from the pool water. Damn, what are they trying to kill in that water... the ebola virus?

3 - Then there was a time when my girlfriend and I went to the grocery store by her house in Norman. We were walking out and a lady came walking by. This lady had her blue tooth headset on and was making a super cool hands-free business call. She was talking loudly and acting as if she wanted everyone else to know how important she was. As she walked by I thought about how much of douche she looked like. Then as she passed, I saw that she had some toilet paper coming out of the back of her pant's waistline. Ahhhhhh . . . . there is a God. I could've stopped her from going into the store and told her, but that would've seemed like I was interfering with a perfectly cosmic karma event. And who am I to intervene in the balance of the universe?

So like a caterpillar or possibly a little shriveled up glow-in-the-dark alien, I guess I will prepare to Cocoon for a while until the weather subsides. Just don't let Wilford Brimley and those other ol' coots into the pool.