T-Minus Just a Few Hours and counting. . .

Before we get started a couple of administrative items:

1. Yay, more comments! Keep them coming. I feed off them like a leach, but perhaps not as disgusting.
2. Matt: Saloon is what they call a sedan in non-American countries. Watch Top Gear sometimes. Jeremy Clarkson calls is a saloon all the time. Frankly, I like some Brit words more than American. Except for a bobby - WTF is that?
3. Dude (generic dude): the Metro PCS commercials are the most annoying and racist commercials I've ever seen. DO THE NEEDFUL!!!

So I'm exhausted. I'm nervous, anxious, excited, relaxed, relieved, and most of all exhausted. The range of emotions I have gone through lately have been a bit overwhelming. I figured I'll be able to sleep on the plane tomorrow. I promise, PROMISE, to write more over the next few months. But enjoy it with me and I will post pictures, quotes, funny lines, words I've never heard of, whatever. It will be a blast!


Oh! I promised pictures from my trip from Texas last week. I've got a couple for you. The majority of them turned out pretty dark (it was cloudy and for some reason, my dad (bless him) wanted to make it even darker, so we were perched under a tent he set up. Then we set up chairs and everyone (except for me because I was used to it) was cold because it was a frigid 80 degrees. Sumpa. Sumpa. Anyway, from my brother-in-law. Why he isn't schlepping his services to Hollywood is beyond me, because he's really damn good at this:



No the last picture isn't of them singing the Star Spangled Banner - we're singing "Take me Out to the Ballgame". Go figure. But we sang that a few times. Quick quiz, who has more hair, Tucker or Owen?!? Kidding, Bekah, he doesn't need a haircut at all! (Smile. Denise McWhorter) (Also, does this help that I'm calling out people on the blog? That's right, each of you will be called out one time or another. Smile.)

Hey! Here's another pic:



So that's also dark. That's my sister and I. You can tell three things: A. Bekah got the looks in the family. B. Her son does not have her hair. C. His hair is longer than hers. Again, kidding. Seriously, grow it out! (Smile. Denise McWhorter.)

So in case you're interested here's my schedule for tomorrow:

Delta Flight 180 - San Francisco to Atlanta. Depart: 8:15AM. land 3:52PM (EST).
Delta Flight 200 - Atlanta to Johannesburg. Depart: 7:45PM (EST). Land 5:05 (JST?, sure why the hell not). That means 10:05 Central and 8:05 Pacific.

Woo! Come fly with me, come sail away. I'll try to say hey on the plane. HEY!