Home... kind of. Sort of.
More like "Home?". Or I'm Ron Burgundy?
We are wiped out after 15 days on the road and very little to call our own except the car and all the clothes we jammed in it. When you find out your life is about to become that of a suburban nomad, you re-evaluate your collection of household possessions fairly quickly. The scenic route through the Blue Ridge was scuttled due to bad weather concerns. We ended up hitting the beltway much earlier than expected. No problems checking in early though so we didn't have to sit outside the building for three hours and stare at our future residence.
Right now neither of us is able to reasonably evaluate our feelings because we are just too tired. Tomorrow should open up some more chances for exploration. I'm really looking forward to that. We also have a party to go to with members of Meg's training class. I am really curious to meet this group as this is going to be our social group for the rest of training and until we get posted.
Right now I'm hanging out watching the Kanye West Storytellers on VH1. It is a great show. I have always been a borderline Kanye fan. I always enjoyed a song here and there. I finally broke down and bought 808's and Heartbreak after his SNL performance. It was an amazing live set and he showcased a master touch. He is one of the few performers who pushes past the boundaries of his genre to break new ground and really innovate.
He is a mercurial guy. I love him for his spectacular work and then I vilify him for his childish arrogance and outbursts. It is interesting because he apologized for all the tantrums at award shows and the self-perceived lack of respect. He still seems as narcissistic as ever, but he also seems far more mature and self aware. I think he gets the joke that is the life that accompanies celebrity. He is an iconoclast to be sure and I do enjoy having him around to push those boundaries and test everyone's perception of hip-hop and life in general.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
'Welcome to the Matrix' part three
Welcome to Virginia!
The numbers on the map didn't quite match the actual drive and the distance from Louisville to our stop in Virginia vanished in a flash. West Virginia was gorgeous despite grey skies. Lot's of Hollers and Cricks, but no 'Mountain Mommas' as John Denver spoke of.
We are hitting a scenic drive for the last leg before the beltway. I am really looking forward to this last leg as I am ready to be off the road. 15 days or so since we left our apartment has started to wear on us. I'm ready to make my own food and and put some stuff away.
I think my brain will begin to melt on Monday, but I have the rest of the weekend to enjoy any existing mental stability before we go into full transition mode.
One week to Watchmen!
The numbers on the map didn't quite match the actual drive and the distance from Louisville to our stop in Virginia vanished in a flash. West Virginia was gorgeous despite grey skies. Lot's of Hollers and Cricks, but no 'Mountain Mommas' as John Denver spoke of.
We are hitting a scenic drive for the last leg before the beltway. I am really looking forward to this last leg as I am ready to be off the road. 15 days or so since we left our apartment has started to wear on us. I'm ready to make my own food and and put some stuff away.
I think my brain will begin to melt on Monday, but I have the rest of the weekend to enjoy any existing mental stability before we go into full transition mode.
One week to Watchmen!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
" Welcome to the Matrix" part two
As I am incapable of blogging on a daily basis, I will just start labeling cohesively themed posts in parts.
Not much to report today. Oklahoma was a great visit and I ingested far too much Chocolate sheet cake. Go back, reread that again. You did not read what you think you read. My nephew is getting bigger every time I go back. He has quite a personality too. Like his uncle and his father, he has too much energy and a complete lack of attention. Thumbs up!
Tomorrow we hit the road for the rest of our journey Eastward. We plan on reaching Louisville where mint juleps better be waiting for us in the hotel or I'm knocking them a star in any review I give them. We are taking the southern route on I-64 so we can drive the Blue Ridge mountains on the last day. It should be beautiful. First time I hear a banjo though I am laying on the gas until I see big marble columns.
Special note for Dustin: Bobby Jindal sounds exactly like Kenneth from 30 Rock. I am very, very sorry.
Not much to report today. Oklahoma was a great visit and I ingested far too much Chocolate sheet cake. Go back, reread that again. You did not read what you think you read. My nephew is getting bigger every time I go back. He has quite a personality too. Like his uncle and his father, he has too much energy and a complete lack of attention. Thumbs up!
Tomorrow we hit the road for the rest of our journey Eastward. We plan on reaching Louisville where mint juleps better be waiting for us in the hotel or I'm knocking them a star in any review I give them. We are taking the southern route on I-64 so we can drive the Blue Ridge mountains on the last day. It should be beautiful. First time I hear a banjo though I am laying on the gas until I see big marble columns.
Special note for Dustin: Bobby Jindal sounds exactly like Kenneth from 30 Rock. I am very, very sorry.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
'Welcome to the Matrix' day one
Technically this is the fourth day of travel but the first of the this refurbished blog.
Welcome to our world. My name is Ryan, my wife's name is Meg. She is a diplomat, I am her husband. Now when people ask what I do I think I will have to refer to myself as Professional Luggage until I come up with something better. She recently accepted a post as a Foreign Service Officer for the State Department and after all the background checks and physicals, we are now on our way to Washington D.C. so she can commence training.
I had been the administrator for a comic store/website in Anaheim, CA up until two weeks ago. My life was filled with a lovely haze of toys and customer service issues. I am going to miss that place very much and will make occasional shout outs to the gang there. Much of these will consist of how I need to 'punch someone in their face', or how something is 'Navy Seals!' these are jesting references that you may pay little heed to.
Previously this blog consisted of ramblings about toys and other pop culture. Now we have added a travel element as I blog about the life we have undertaken and the strange adventures I shall undergo to keep myself employed and entertained in various capacities. Beware: I shall still rant about toys and pop culture. My inner nerd knows no rest. Frankly my inner nerd is an outer nerd, so I don't know why I bother concealing it.
We have been on the road for four days as we make the long journey from California to D.C. We stopped off at the Grand Canyon for our first two days and soaked up the sites at the National Park at what can only be considered a down time before Spring school trips start arriving en masse. I had never been to the Grand Canyon so this was a real treat. Sunset at the Canyon is hard to beat and we are taking away a lot of video and photos of a large hole in the ground. It was far more moving and romantic than I just made it sound.
Day two was a heavy driving day as we plowed through the remainder of Arizona and the whole of New Mexico to end up in Amarillo for the night. Not much to report from day two other than a man who thought Meg might be available and then scrambled to cover his pick-up attempt when I walked up to her at a rest stop. He then proceeded to encourage us to gamble at one of the many fine Indian Casinos in the area just outside Albuquerque.
Day four sees us relaxing in Oklahoma City for a couple of days visiting my family before we journey off to Kansas City to see hers. I'll take the downtime I can get because even though I am unemployed for now, I have a feeling their will be no lack of things to keep me busy as we set up our new life as public servants. Well, one public servant and her professional luggage.
Welcome to our world. My name is Ryan, my wife's name is Meg. She is a diplomat, I am her husband. Now when people ask what I do I think I will have to refer to myself as Professional Luggage until I come up with something better. She recently accepted a post as a Foreign Service Officer for the State Department and after all the background checks and physicals, we are now on our way to Washington D.C. so she can commence training.
I had been the administrator for a comic store/website in Anaheim, CA up until two weeks ago. My life was filled with a lovely haze of toys and customer service issues. I am going to miss that place very much and will make occasional shout outs to the gang there. Much of these will consist of how I need to 'punch someone in their face', or how something is 'Navy Seals!' these are jesting references that you may pay little heed to.
Previously this blog consisted of ramblings about toys and other pop culture. Now we have added a travel element as I blog about the life we have undertaken and the strange adventures I shall undergo to keep myself employed and entertained in various capacities. Beware: I shall still rant about toys and pop culture. My inner nerd knows no rest. Frankly my inner nerd is an outer nerd, so I don't know why I bother concealing it.
We have been on the road for four days as we make the long journey from California to D.C. We stopped off at the Grand Canyon for our first two days and soaked up the sites at the National Park at what can only be considered a down time before Spring school trips start arriving en masse. I had never been to the Grand Canyon so this was a real treat. Sunset at the Canyon is hard to beat and we are taking away a lot of video and photos of a large hole in the ground. It was far more moving and romantic than I just made it sound.
Day two was a heavy driving day as we plowed through the remainder of Arizona and the whole of New Mexico to end up in Amarillo for the night. Not much to report from day two other than a man who thought Meg might be available and then scrambled to cover his pick-up attempt when I walked up to her at a rest stop. He then proceeded to encourage us to gamble at one of the many fine Indian Casinos in the area just outside Albuquerque.
Day four sees us relaxing in Oklahoma City for a couple of days visiting my family before we journey off to Kansas City to see hers. I'll take the downtime I can get because even though I am unemployed for now, I have a feeling their will be no lack of things to keep me busy as we set up our new life as public servants. Well, one public servant and her professional luggage.
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