A Single Southern Guy in America

June 29, 2003

What A Weekend...

I am finally back at the home office and I think I've finished reading my blogroll to catch up with everything I've missed. While I'd love to go into further details and regale you all with cleverly written stories, let's try a quick summary--

Arrived in Northwest Arkansas around 2 a.m. Friday morning. Checked in the hotel, got some snacks from the vending machine and hit the sack. Note: A good recipe for weird dreams is to sleep in an unfamiliar place and fall asleep with Not Another Teen Movie on the television. Follow with waking up at some point, changing the tv to CNN, and then have the alarm clock in your room go off at 5 a.m. on an all Spanish radio station.

Worked on the showroom till 8 p.m. Friday. Tasks included getting materials from Lowe's, building a 6 foot by 3 foot frame out of crown moulding, another 6 x 3 out of steel electrical conduit pipes, hanging five 6 x 3 posters to include precariously perching on a four inch ledge 10 foot in the air for an hour while co-worker and I attempt to hang poster from overhead pipe. Teach myself to braid so I can make a braided jute rope to hang one of the posters. Get 2 inch splinter in thumb. Upon trying to remove said splinter, a half inch remains in the thumb. Get exacto knife, warm water, and soap. Make small incision in thumb to remove remainder of splinter. Get new nickname "Rambo." (Gratefully--a whole other nickname could have been coming after the teaching myself to braid part.)

Eat dinner with two co-workers and have two Shiner Bocks. Stay at one co-worker's fiancee's place with him because she is out of town. Problem is, they broke the engagement that afternoon. Talk about feeling awkward.

Email at 2 a.m. to fellow Arkie bloggers to see if they'd like to meet for lunch Saturday.

Sleep, wake up at 10, get ready, go back to showroom to pick up vehicle.

Meet up with fellow Arkie bloggers for excellent lunch, conversation and fellowship.

Leave Northwest Arkansas stop off in Altus, Arkansas, to see how things are settling in since Paris Hilton and Nicole left. Buy a bottle of Niagra white wine from winery. Go by Kelt's and meet owner of the pub. Stroll down for a beer at another bar. Meet its owner. Have an Ace's Pear Cider (Paris's drink of choice) and a shot called a Hand Grenade (Paris's shot of choice). Spend the night in Altus.

Wake up, drive home. Go to office and catch up on work.

This doesn't mention phone calls from four different girls asking "where are you?" and/or "what are you doing tonight?" I'll be glad to sleep in my own bed tonight...

Posted by Adam H at June 29, 2003 06:35 PM ~ Link Cosmos | Trackbacks (0)

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