Well let's see if we can hit on the major points: I started my new beat as the education reporter for my local newspaper. Never really wanted to talk about work much on this blog, because I am there for eight hours a day and that is enough. But for the sake of prosperity I will. The job is kind of an emotional roller coaster. One minute I am loving it with the new, fun stories I get to cover, and the next not so much, but that usually has to do with the business of being employed (Let's just say its a bad idea to complain about your employer on a public web site). Job has kept me very busy. In fact, work is really starting to interfere with my personal life.
On Sept. 9, Michele turned, um...another year older. We had a small informal gathering the night before at Village Inn with her gang. She has her gang, I have mine. Sometimes they overlap. I gave her pork rinds and Pepsi. Hey, she asked for it - in a round-about way.
On Sept. 15, Texie, Owen and I, went to Ricki's 30th birthday party. She went all out with a roasted pig and even live bands. I've always known the girl knew how to party.
Las Vegas. So after
Half the fun of going to Sin City is all the people. And as usual it did not disappoint. We went to Freemont street and saw the lady with the really big sign. It read: "Jesus Christ shall Destroy Sinners with Cruel Wrath and Fierce anger."
I actually talked to her, so did several other people, she had very strong opinions. You would have to with such a large sign. There was some yelling, but most just saw her as another Vegas attraction. I love freedom of speech. I wonder where she goes on vacation.
We saw this guy on the way to Freemont Street. He told me his name was Rodeo. He was wearing two different boots. His only opinion is that he wanted me to buy him a beer, even though he had one sitting next to him. I wonder where he goes on vacation.
We were in Vegas for less than 48 hours, but road trips are always good for the soul.
I believe I have mentioned, if only slightly, all the major adventures in September. With the TV writers on strike, maybe I can catch up on October and November before December starts.