But, I’m halfway there as John Bon Jovi would say…sing…whatever…
It has been a really. Really. REALLY. Looooooooooooong day and the trains and planes have not been with me. Until now. I still have *one* more hurdle to jump but I *think* I might have that one figured out.
Friends are important. I have a very small handful of people that I can count as friends. And to those friends, I once again say “Thank you!” An emphatic thanks for helping me get to where I need to be when my plans are exploding in my face. Like a gag bomb in those old Looney Tunes cartoons, I will wake up happy, smiling, shaking the present, put my ear to it, open it up and “BOOM!!!!!” Blow to bits.
Hit the reset button and proceed to the hastily concocted Plan B and “BOOM!!!!!” Same result. Same-O, Lame-O.
Third time’s a charm???
That’s what they say!
Let it be known for the record that I’m 33,000 feet above the great state of Michigan, or so it looks. Yea! Went from Cleveland to Minneapolis only to head back east to Albany! Thanks, Delta! And no. I’m not being facetious. It has taken me a lot of restraint to keep from flying off the fucking handle and being “that guy” on CNN. “Don’t taze me, Ho!” LOL!!!
Oh, but the lady in front of me at the Southwest customer service desk??? She was about a fraction of a second away from leaping over the desk and punching the nice man (who really was trying his best to help us out) clear…into…next… WEEK. She was trying to get to a wedding. I was trying to get to the Catskills. Several black folks were trying to go on a cruise. A couple of white folks? Cruise. The hot Arab guy and his hottie black girlfriend were going to Vegas for tonight and tomorrow night. Vegas, baby!!!!!
Those of you who know me best, know that I don’t really *do* holidays. So how the fuck was I to know that dominos would fall if I didn’t stay the course? I didn’t know THIS year, but I will be taking notice NEXT year. That’s for damn sure.
But… I can do this. I tend to pop my collar when things are well and second guess when things turn to shit. I’m pretty sure that’s natural. Human, as one friend said today. Which is funny because I really do consider myself as being somewhat of a machine at times. I’m always trying to make the right decision and even when you think you are doing the right things, things can turn very wrong, very, very, quickly.
But, it’s now time to regroup (as *another* friend of mine said…early today, as well.) And it *looks* like we are getting ready to cross Lake Michigan *now*. I’m confused.
Anyhoozit. I’m on my way. Will definitely pop in on the family while I’m back in the east. DC. Baltimore. DC. NYC. Boston. North Carolina. That’s what’s on the agenda for the next two weeks. I’m working on some exciting shit that I have already shared with some of you. Non-porn related kinda stuff. I got plans. Other plans. BIG plans.
Less talk, more springing into action.
Although today was a stinging example of “When Springing Into Action Goes Wrong.” It happens.