The Wrap Up

The Weekend Wrap-up:
Friday: Umm.. Dang, I must be getting old... I can't remember what I did Friday night. All I can remember, I went out to get the board game, Cranium. Anxiously awaiting the next time I play games with the neighbor friends.

Saturday: Woke up at a time that should not exist... 3:30 am... I woke up to a weird dream and just could not go back to sleep. I had to wake up early anyways for a work related special event. Got there in Towson at 7am to help set-up. I was given the role as the "official" photographer. I have never been a photographer for a big event before. I guess I should feel honored, especially if I was given two disposable cameras (with an added bonus of a built in flash!) Gotta feel special. So pretty much the entire event revolved around kids so it was a lot of smiles and cutesy-smutesy stuff... so naturally I had to make some of the photos artsy-fartsy. Can't wait to see the photos. I was also assigned to be the "slave" to the event's biggest sponsor. That is perfectly alright with me... she was a very nice woman to work with. It was a pleasure to serve her.

Sunday: Was going to hang out with someone prior to the Super Bowl, but for whatever the reason may be, it didn't work out. Maybe next time. Ended up running a few errands and bought some hot apple cider at Borders. Watched the Super Bowl. I thought it was fairly dull game... I was hoping the Seahawks would come from behind to take the victory, but I am not going to lose any sleep over it. What I will have nightmares over is the Rolling Stones half-time show. Something just didn't strike me as right with that show. Maybe I am spoiled and used to a lot of lights and action and not a rock star old enough to be my grandfather. Or maybe it was the too small shirt that Jagger wore that didn't fare well with me. I dunno.

Today: Work just went by... found out a third site I work with was struck by some morons driving around on public property. Tire tracks and torn up grass everywhere. I am just glad they have not struck on my "pride and joy" site. Afterwards, decorated my Steelers fan neighbor's door gold and black as a surprise honor to her favorite team. Later, gave blood for the 40th (and 41st) time. Tonight was the first time I gave a double dosage instead of the regular pint. It certainly was an interesting experience. I got hooked up to a machine that separates the blood and gives me a refill as well. It kinda reminded me of the book (and in the movie) Catch-22... where the guy in the body cast had his bodily fluids recycled. It was a weird feeling. Half-way thru, as they start to pump you up with fluids you get to feel like you are drunk (light-headed and seeing pink elephants dancing around, that kind of feeling)... I thought there was no way I would make it out of the donor center alive, and if I did, then I would look like I have aged 50 years all shriveled up. But as quickly as wasabi can clear up those stuffed sinuses, I became "sober" again. The blood trickled out and all was fine. I made it to the canteen without passing out. If I did fall flat on my face, it would be a blood donation first for me. Now I can wear that purple badge of honor around my arm. I have to take it off in the shower in the morning because it helps with the most painful part of the whole experience... the pulling of the arm hairs and they don't use the band-aid types but the ace bandage type! Afterwards, I treated myself to a sushi dinner... expensive, but delicious! Afterwards, finally located and bought the book, "The Year of Yes".