Best dollar-eighty I ever spent

I just got a massage at the airport. It was actually $30 for 15 minutes, but it was worth it.

Best Friends

Yesterday the Angels had a dramatic come-from-behind victory sweeping the Red Sox out of the playoffs. Right after the devasting loss I called Steph to discuss some specific parts of the game. She answered the phone, "I don't want to talk about it." I paused about a second and half and still my thoughts remained on the game. So... I just hung up without saying a word. It tied my record for fewest words I've used in a phone conversation.

Was it a good game?

Did the tying run come to bat in the ninth?

That is my question to determine if the baseball game was a good game or not. If "yes" it was probably a decent game.

Electric Therapy

At my school there is a Russian janitor, and he told me about some device that he bought for $800 from some dude from Israel. You put a little electric pad on your body, and it shoots electricity into you and makes everything magically feel better. I was feeling tight on my back so I asked him to borrow it yesterday. He showed me how to use the controls, and basically said put it is high as you can until it hurts too much to take it. Use it for at least fifteen minutes.

I'm not sure how I feel about it.

Living in Midtown

Its 11:15 pm and I'm laying in bed. Some guy outside is yelling, "Marco!" I want to yell back "Polo!" but I don't. I already can't sleep. But now I'm at the computer so I should have.

Airfare

In buying planed tickets from Sacramento to LA I found tickets with 1-stop, and cheaper tickets with 2 or more stops.

You kidding me?

Men's Room

I left the table and went to use the bathroom. When you walk in the door straight ahead were the sinks and two urinals. Off to the right were a couple stalls. Alone in the bathroom, and with my back to the door I started peeing in one of the urinals.

My coworker, Anna, walked in. She took a few steps in to the bathroom and stopped.

“Kevin?!!?,” she questioned with a tone of surprise.

“Is this one of those places that has co-ed bathrooms or something?”

At this point I had to decide if I was going to continue to pee or stop and wait for the situation to pass. I didn’t alter my path. I glanced down to confirm that I was indeed peeing in a urinal and replied back, “No. This is the men’s.”

She kept the conversation going as she backed out of the bathroom. “Oh, sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking…”

I just continued with business as usual.