I’m leaving on a jet plane…
I never sleep well the night before a flight. Hence, my reason for being up right now. I had a bad experience flying back home from a trip to Costa Rica back in 2002. I never fully recovered from that scare. So I think my body keeps me up the night before a flight so that I can sleep easier while airborne. Anyway, tomorrow I’m heading to New Hampshire to go skiing. Why is this significant? Well, for starters, I’ve never been skiing. And also, I hate the cold weather. So why am I doing this? Lots of reasons. But the biggest is that I want that new experience. I figure I’m at an age when I should do as much as I can while I have the means to do it. It’s not quite the adventure that jumping out of an airplane would be, but an adventure nevertheless. Also, the tickets are non-refundable. 
So I’ve heard so many things about what to expect on this trip. A couple of friends say I will love it. Others say to check my ego at the door because I’m going to fall. A lot. And others say that I need to avoid trees so I don’t get the Sonny Bono treatment. Well, I will try and do all those things. My number 1 goal on this trip is to have fun. My number 2 goal on this trip is to come back in one piece. However, I do reserve the right to change the order on those goals.
I won’t be doing any blogging while over there, not that I’ve been doing much of that at all lately, anyway. But I will be posting some updates on Twitter along with some pics. If anyone has any last minute advice for a novice skier, please send some my way. I beg you. I simply can’t have enough help on this. Also, isn’t it just my luck to be leaving San Antonio just as the weather decides to get perfect? Oh well.
Let’s hit the slopes!
-Dave Q.
I was recently reminded of a chat I had with my co-worker, Bonnie. This “chat” actually took place in cyberspace. My company has an internal instant messaging program that we use for quick communications. Anyway, last fall I had the embarrassing experience of getting stuck in a revolving door in the cafeteria at work. A bone-head move on my part. Co-workers had a good laugh at my expense and I couldn’t help but laugh too. If you could picture it, I was basically encased in space the half the size of a phone booth. And revolving doors are made of glass so everyone got a good look at me and I got a good look at them laughing and pointing. Eh, who could blame them? I would have done the same thing. Anyway, it took a couple of minutes for security to get there and free me from my captivity.
Of course, when something embarrassing at work happens to you, it spreads like wildfire. And spread it did. I got emailed about it. Some calls. A couple of texts. All giving me a good ribbing. It was about the time I got the last text when Bonnie instant messaged me. So I decided to have some fun with it… 
Bonnie is sharp. But she is also very trusting. So, yes, I did feel bad about it afterwards. But not bad enough to not take a screenshot of the chat and share it with all of you.
On a side note, Bonnie is going to be performing at The Cove off of Cypress & Main on Friday night. I really wish I could be there to support her on her big night, but I will be out of town. I hope someone takes some video of the event. I know she will do great!
Good luck tomorrow night, Bonnie. And I hope you forgive me someday for posting this.
-Dave Q.
Let’s see. You’re stranded 10 hours over night at Pittsburgh International airport. You’re pretty much alone there. And you have a video camera. What do you do? You kill time. And you get it all on tape! Hey, it fights the boredom, right?
With all the traveling I have on tap over the next month, I can easily see myself being put in a similar situation. Would I do some of this stuff? Probably. Would I take video of it? Don’t think so. In fact I would avoid video all together. Other than of course the video from the security cameras that would probably get me on some kind of “no fly” list. 
-Dave Q.
So here we are. Lent has arrived for 2010 and I really haven’t put much thought into what I’m going to sacrifice for the next 40 days. Last year was pretty tough with the whole beard thing. This year, I think I’m going to simplify things. I’ve done the “no red meat” thing before, so I think I will subscribe to that thinking again this year. But I also feel like more needs to be done. I was thinking that I could do something where I work out hard every day of Lent, but now I am going to be do a lot of traveling over the next month. It will be near impossible to accomplish that. Maybe I’ll give up cursing? Nah. That’s been done. I also tried to give up sarcasm, and that worked wonders… not!
So I know it’s a little late in the game, but please feel free to send any ideas my way. Keep it realistic. Also feel free to buy some shares of Chick-Fil-A stock. I’m going to be paying them quite a few visits until Easter. Peace!
-Dave Q.
My Dad sent this video to me and other family members this week. He is a teacher at Central Catholic high school in San Antonio. The video features students and faculty of Central Catholic addressing Saints owner Tom Benson with the “Who Dat” New Orleans Saints battle cry. The video is somewhat cheesy, to say the least. I do, however, love the final score prediction on the scoreboard at the end of the video.
So I figured the reason my Dad sent it out to us was because he was in it somewhere. But after watching it, he is nowhere to be found. Also, why would a San Antonio high school be reaching out to Tom Benson? Is it because of Catholic Saints? What’s the connection? This was my father’s response to these questions…
Tom Benson, the owner of car dealerships in town, owns the New Orleans Saints and he graduated from Central back in the ’60s. Last year he gave $3 million to the school and the stadium carries his name. His son graduated from Central back in the ’80s and died as a young man and he gifted the school in his son’s memory. I am not in it because I avoid exposing my mug in front of too many women. I don’t want to hire body guards.
I love that man. He is my hero. GO SAINTS!
-Dave Q.
So am I to believe that after all these years of avoiding watching American Idol, that girls that look like Katherine McPhee have been the contestants? If that’s the case, why didn’t someone tell me?
I Googled Katherine McPhee and apparently she didn’t win American Idol the year she was on there. WTF? Are you serious??? How can she not have won? I mean…. look at her! It saddens me to think what this country has come to. It just isn’t the American way to have someone this hot not win a singing contest. If I were Simon Cowell and Katherine McPhee came in to audition looking like this, I would have immediately handed over the trophy and asked her to marry me.
-Dave Q.
I’ve received some very nice wedding announcements over the years. All have been in either sent through the mail or in email form. But check this one out. I’m not sure what this says about Jeff and Erin. Are they super creative? Or do they simply have too much money and time on their hands? You be the judge.
On another note, how about that height difference, huh? Wow. I know a lot of girls that would not be cool with that.
-Dave Q.
I just want to make it clear who my allegiance belongs to in this late night talk show cluster fu&$%! I’ve never found Jay Leno to be all that funny. Conan on the other hand can be a bit cheesy at times, but compared to Leno, he’s a comedy genius.
I hope Conan tells NBC to go to hell and moves to another network. And then goes head to head against Jay Leno. And kicks his ass. That would be comedy justice.
-Dave Q.
