Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Kingdom Come
Got to meet Alex Ross of Kingdom Come fame this weekend at a fundraiser. I was able to tout my Baby Sister again. There is a degree of guilt when she was inadvertently exposed to the darker sides of my life. It could not be helped with Olivia.
In a way, if she is to learn about some of the darker things in life . . . it is better for her to be with me.
Beyond that we got to talking about the time I spent in Vegas. How nothing went right for me since I started to drink. To summarize: I lost a fair sum of money; no I did more than that, I wanted to hit rock bottom. More alcohol. Off to the club where I spent more money only to return to the casino.
I was feeling like shit the next morning. Not so much from the drinking but because I had lost control again. Just like that I was spiraling downward.
Well, on the flight back there was a delay because they could not register the emergency exit doors. On top of that there were additional problems with the airplane. We did make it to Phoenix. When we were ready to board the same aircraft they had to delay us because there was a seat in first class that needed adjusting.
An hour into the flight the captain informed us that a passenger had passed out and that we were going to return to Phoenix so the paramedic can assist the passenger. When the plane was on the ground / the paramedic working on the passenger / the captain re-arranging his flight route, one of the ground technicians noticed that oil was leaking out of one of the engines.
When I made it back to JFK I realize that there was no reason for me to feel like in a rut.
I tried to explain to je that because it was so easy for me to break out of it then there really should not have been a need for me to go there in the first place. She was shocked. She told me that if it ONLY took facing death to break me out of a slump then there was something seriously wrong with me. I think she was overreacting. But I understood what she meant; it was the reverse of my argument.
Got to meet Alex Ross of Kingdom Come fame this weekend at a fundraiser. I was able to tout my Baby Sister again. There is a degree of guilt when she was inadvertently exposed to the darker sides of my life. It could not be helped with Olivia.
In a way, if she is to learn about some of the darker things in life . . . it is better for her to be with me.
Beyond that we got to talking about the time I spent in Vegas. How nothing went right for me since I started to drink. To summarize: I lost a fair sum of money; no I did more than that, I wanted to hit rock bottom. More alcohol. Off to the club where I spent more money only to return to the casino.
I was feeling like shit the next morning. Not so much from the drinking but because I had lost control again. Just like that I was spiraling downward.
Well, on the flight back there was a delay because they could not register the emergency exit doors. On top of that there were additional problems with the airplane. We did make it to Phoenix. When we were ready to board the same aircraft they had to delay us because there was a seat in first class that needed adjusting.
An hour into the flight the captain informed us that a passenger had passed out and that we were going to return to Phoenix so the paramedic can assist the passenger. When the plane was on the ground / the paramedic working on the passenger / the captain re-arranging his flight route, one of the ground technicians noticed that oil was leaking out of one of the engines.
When I made it back to JFK I realize that there was no reason for me to feel like in a rut.
I tried to explain to je that because it was so easy for me to break out of it then there really should not have been a need for me to go there in the first place. She was shocked. She told me that if it ONLY took facing death to break me out of a slump then there was something seriously wrong with me. I think she was overreacting. But I understood what she meant; it was the reverse of my argument.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
Over the weekend – a remembrance.
The most important thing was that I got to visit my old colleagues. They were gracious enough to spend some time catching up with me and my old boss was able to look over my papers for licensing approval. This was on Monday.
On Sunday I was able to skate up to Central Park for the first and maybe the only time this year. It was nice to know that I am not totally out of shape. It was not too long ago when I use to make the trek at least once a month over Summer time.
On Monday afternoon, my sniffles took a turn for the worst and became a full blown cold. I was sick as a dog and could not recall do you, ‘Feed a Cold & Starve a Fever’ or was it the other way around? I was just thankful to be able to assist my parents with some of the yard work. It is not too often that they allow me to help or that I don’t already have things ‘I want to do’ & ‘Places I want to go’.
In any case, I was just glad to have been around to give my baby sister (which I rarely talk to much less see these days) a ride home after a long day from work. She works too hard.
Had a couple of mishaps last night. I should not have made the turn on Lexington. Heck, I should have went directly to the FDR drive. Made it back to catch the last fourteen minutes of the Monday night game. Philadelphia is back on track thanks in large part to the other teams in the league.
Got to the gym pretty early this morning (shorten hours due to the holiday). Pretty much slept for the better part of the day. Winding down on another milestone.
The most important thing was that I got to visit my old colleagues. They were gracious enough to spend some time catching up with me and my old boss was able to look over my papers for licensing approval. This was on Monday.
On Sunday I was able to skate up to Central Park for the first and maybe the only time this year. It was nice to know that I am not totally out of shape. It was not too long ago when I use to make the trek at least once a month over Summer time.
On Monday afternoon, my sniffles took a turn for the worst and became a full blown cold. I was sick as a dog and could not recall do you, ‘Feed a Cold & Starve a Fever’ or was it the other way around? I was just thankful to be able to assist my parents with some of the yard work. It is not too often that they allow me to help or that I don’t already have things ‘I want to do’ & ‘Places I want to go’.
In any case, I was just glad to have been around to give my baby sister (which I rarely talk to much less see these days) a ride home after a long day from work. She works too hard.
Had a couple of mishaps last night. I should not have made the turn on Lexington. Heck, I should have went directly to the FDR drive. Made it back to catch the last fourteen minutes of the Monday night game. Philadelphia is back on track thanks in large part to the other teams in the league.
Got to the gym pretty early this morning (shorten hours due to the holiday). Pretty much slept for the better part of the day. Winding down on another milestone.
