SO...yes I've been absent from here for a while.  I'll get back in the swing of things and start making full posts on what's been goin on, games I've played, football I've watched, etc etc, but for now, I'll summarize.

Tech pwns the big XII, except OU.  Nov. 1st was one of the happiest days of my life, Nov. 22nd was one of the saddest, most depressing days of my life.  Yes, I was in Norman.

The Cowboys are a massive disappointment.

Dead space was all it was cracked up to be, and one of my favorite titles on the 360. 

Gears 2 was all it was cracked up to be.  I still need to get to the 50th wave in Horde...I'm on 27. 

Fallout 3 has made me think that maybe I AM a fan of RPGs, just not of the "knights, spells, dragons, blah" setting.  I did love Mass Effect after all.  I'm 46 hours into Fallout so far, with much much more to go.  I love it.  Most bang for buck out of a game I've gotten since The Orange Box.

I still have yet to finish Turok and Dark Sector.  They got mediocre reviews, but they're still fun.

GTA IV just didn't do it for me.

You've gotta hear this:  Damiera, Before Their Eyes, The Urgency, We Are The Ocean, A Skylit Drive, Burden of a Day, All That Remains: Overcome;    more to come...

So it's finally here.  It's finally arrived.  Football season.  And just a little more than 24hrs from now I'll be on my way to watchin Tech's first home game.  Words cannot describe the anticipation.

Then after driving back to Breckenridge (my home town) immediately following the game, we'll be goin to Dia De Los Toadies at Possom Kingdom lake on Sunday afternoon, then campin out that night somewhere around the lake.  I saw the Toadies last Friday at Palladium here in Dallas, and it is about what you'd expect.  A badass show.  The new CD is "ok"...it's not quite up there with rubberneck or hell below stars above, but it's pretty good.  They play a bunch of classic stuff though, so it makes for a great show.  I'm also very interested to see what this venue is like.  My bro, who interns for Kirtland Records (the Toadies record label) was tellin me that the idea is, if this show does well, they're wanting to make it a yearly event. 

Some may ask, "Why Possom Kingdom Lake?".  Well, ok, take a minute now.  What is the name of one of their most popular songs from Rubberneck?  Exactly.

Anyway, gonna be a busy weekend, but in a good way.  I'm pretty pumped about it.

So yesterday I was driving through the parking lot at my office avoiding running over pigeons scampering around here and there, and it occurred to me, why don't we eat pigeons?  I mean, really, is there something inherently wrong with them?  Are humans by default allergic to them?  Think about it, they're freakin huge, like twice the size of a dove or a quail, they're eeverywhere, and it seems they're pretty dumb (like I said, almost ran over like 3 of them).  Should be a no brainer right?  Maybe it's cause they make that cute "coo" sound.  That's stupid though cause doves kinda do that and on top of it, they're like the symbol for peace but we eat the hell outta them.  What are pigeons the symbol for?  Bird-shit-covered windshields?

All I know is, if I were a homeless dude, and were in need of a meal, I wouldn't think twice about goin Bear Grylls on a pigeon or two and cookin them over one of those bum-community fire barrels.  I mean all ya gotta do is post up next to an old person with some bread crumbs on a park bench and they come right to ya!  I'm sure just like everything else, it tastes like chicken.  Who knows, maybe in 50 yrs or so that saying will change and everyone will be sayin, "Yeah it's pretty good...tastes like pigeon".

Yeah, I'm sick of everything that has to do with flying.  Airports, airplanes, everything that has to do with them.  So lemme give ya the rundown of my weekend of airport hell.

Friday

So this weekend I went to Lubbock to be the best man in my best friend, Brian's, wedding.  Friday I'm scheduled to fly out of Love Field at 11:55am putting me in LBK around 1pm with pleeenty of time to chill, eat lunch, get a haircut, and get ready for the rehearsal 6pm with dinner afterwards.  Well I get to the airport around 11am maybe a little after, but not much.  I go to check my bags (we were playing golf on Saturday so I had to check bags since I was bringin my clubs), and there's like 100 people in line, so I go to the end.  FORTY FIVE minutes later, I'm finally next in line.  I frantically get my bags checked and have maybe 10 min. to get through security and make my flight.  Oh yeah, I'm also dripping with sweat at this point as well cause apparently they were doing construction around the airport and some idiot cut a cable he wasn't supposed to and there was no AC in the entire airport, it's a good thing I gotta go all the way to gate 11.

So I go get in line to go through security.  I get to the front of the line then hear my name of the loud speaker followed by some muffled instruction.  What did he say???  I ask an attendant, "I just heard my name but couldn't understand what they said to do.  Did you hear what they said?".  "No," they said, "...but that usually means there's somethin goin on with your bags so you need to go back to baggage check."  Great.  So I go back to baggage check, ask the same question.  "No," they said, "....but that's probably the gate calling you telling you to hurry up cause they're about to leave you."  WTF?!?!  grrrr.  So I go get BACK in line.  I'm effed at this point, it's like 11:52.

I get through, I don't even hurry.  I know I've missed it, but go to the gate anyway.  I get there after like two miles of walking (gate 11 remember) and of course am not even close to making it.  I ask the attendant to switch me to the next flight.  Next flight isn't till 3:25.  Awesome, it's 12.  Oh, and it's booked??  Even more awesome.  She puts me on standby.  So now, if I DO get on the flight, I'll have an hour and a half to get to Brian's, get ready, and get to the church.  If I DON'T get on the flight, the next one after that is at 5pm....putting me in LBK at 6, which is when the rehearsal starts and with everyone in the rehearsal, no one would be able to pick me up.  I'd be double effed.  So, needless to say, I'm pretty stressed out at this point.

Having 3 1/2 hours to kill, and realizing I had things I was going to need to take care of once I got to Lubbock, I left the airport to go get my wig split (haircut).  I make it back by 2, grab som food, and wait paitently for my name to be called and recite my wedding toast in my head about 30 times.  Finally, as they are boarding the flight, and after created a nice ulcer in my stomach, my name is called.  I made the flight.

Phew!  Ok, now let the weekend festivities begin!

Click the read link below to read the continued story of my weekend of airport hell; aka, how I spent my day yesterday.

Saturday evening I ate at Kotta Sushi Lounge at the Shops at Starwood in Frisco, and if you're in the Dallas area, and lookin for some good japanese food/sushi, look no further than this place.  It was awesome.  Best japanese food and sushi I've ever had.

http://www.kottasushilounge.com/

Just got my site up and running, so I gotta drop my first post.  Yeah it's a little bland right now and there's really not much to it, but hey, it's a work in progress.  Stay tuned for lots of probably useless but possibly interesting banter. :)