I'll spend my golden years in Vegas, baby!

I'd spend my golden years in Vegas. Incredible food, entertainment galore, art... nevermind the people watching and weather. I'd be all leathery in no time!

Lightbulbs

If any of you are wondering why my recent posts have a lightbulb at the end of it, or really make no sense, it's because a fellow blogspotter turned me on to Plinky.com (unbeknownst to them). So, those quirky posts with lightbulbs are from the prompts on Plinky.

Don't do it... You'll get hooked on just one more thing.

Ha!

'Bitter is the New Black' will make you LOL

Ever have that friend who no matter how grave a situation is they can always say something sarcastic or ironic and make you laugh? That's what this book is like. Jen Lancaster started off writing a blog after being jobless for a long period of time. Enough people read and loved her sarcastically funny blog and she ended up writing a book. PROMISE IT WON'T DISAPPOINT!!!

Snowboarding in the California Sunshine

Yesterday was one of the most perfect days to go snowboarding! It was so sunny and hot out there... everything was PERFECT. Lift tickets were dirt cheap ($12.00). Who says we have to suffer alone in this shitty economy? Gear was mostly borrowed and new, so I wasn't complaining. Waiting to get a few short videos of me up here pretending to know what I'm doing. Sore as hell and loving it!!!

A Simple Night Out

Last Sunday my brother's band, Savage Machiine played a show at Blake's on Telegraph in Berkeley. I circle the block to find a parking, which of course ain't happening. So I decide to park in the parking garage on Durant and Telegraph. Do I bother checking the hours? Noooooooooooooo, because I park there during the weekends while checking out other shows that get out late, and it's always open. But of course, this is SUNDAY, and EVERYTHING closes early. Silly me.

Doors open at 7:30. Brother's band goes on at 8:30. Figured we'd leave after their set and grab something to eat. Only the show is over, and I can't find my 17 year-old nephew. WTF?!?! Next band coming on is BlitzKid (word is their drummer used to be in the Misfits). Figured my nephew wanted to check them out. Blake's is NOT a huge place where you can lose someone, but I cannot seem to find this damn kid!!!

Fast forward to 10:30. Show is over. We head out to the parking garage. LOCKED. LOCKED. LOCKED!!! Damnit! Ok, quick, think, think, think! YES! Get a ride from my brother or some of the guys that came to see them... WRONG. Everyone has room for only ONE extra person and there are 5 of us. Clock is ticking. GRAB A CAB! No! Shit! Cabfare all the way back to Antioch is like a MILLION bucks!!! ARG!!! Ok, ok. Um... BART. They still run late right? Wait! Shit! What time is it?!? 11:00?!?! DAMNIT!!!

Yeah, that was our night. In the rain. On Telegraph. We were SO lucky that we just BY CHANCE hopped on the last BART train back to Bay Point. Next morning I had to do the same routine, grab BART back to Berkeley. Walk 7 blocks to the parking garage. Bail my car out.

That one night was a costly little mistake for my penny pinching ass! About $100!! Needless to say, my cell phone didn't get paid this month, and now I can only receive calls and texts, but have no way of calling or texting out.

Bleh.