Tag: travel

Livid. Absolutely furious.

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A particular airline has lost my luggage.  Regardless of the stuff being more or less superficial belongings, I would still very much not be happy if the particular items were lost forever:

  • Practically brand-new Canon digital camera
  • USB jump drive with some work-related documents on them
  • My primary Atlanta Braves baseball cap
  • Two custom-ordered #39 Jonny Venters Braves t-shirts
  • My primary work shoes
  • Favorite sleep shorts
  • Laptop power supply

I blame:

  • One flight attendant for rushing his duties and breaking protocol
  • Every motherfucker who abuses the carry-on luggage policy and basically makes the overhead bins first-come-first-serve, by having their “personal items” being a whole other piece of fat, cumbersome luggage, and filling up the overhead bins, for putting me in this predicament in the first place.  Seriously, right now, I wish all you people were dead.

This weekend fucking kind of stunk from having to watch the Braves job to the Nationals yet two more times, and I was at first delighted to having gotten back to Atlanta on an earlier rather than later flight, but then this fucking debacle is just the god damn icing on top.

The aftermath

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This picture sums up Myrtle Beach pretty sufficiently, for the crude, unabashed Redneck Riviera it pretty much is.  To clarify one thing, the destroyed underwear was fortunately not mine, but I won’t specify whose.  The rest of the weekend was horrendous but delicious foods, lazy rivers ruined by fucking idiots, drinking, humidity that made it difficult to differentiate between the air outside and the air around my balls, more drinking, Butterfly, persons of questionable age, jackhammers, and Four Loko.  But for as many beaches I’ve been to this summer, it was nice to actually have gone into the ocean and wash about the waves for a little bit for a change.

No turning back now

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I am officially signed up for Run For Your Lives.  I will be in the 1:00PM wave, and I am hoping to survive this ordeal with at least one health flag intact.  I have no intention of failure for this event.

I have been talking this up to many friends lately, as I would greatly love to experience an event like this with others, and not solely by myself.  That being said, if anyone would like to join my starting wave, it is the 1:00PM wave.  Regardless, I have full intention of hanging out afterward, to see what the Apocalypse Party is all about.

So to reiterate, I’d love to have some companions on this arduous 5K quest through zombie-infested woods.  1:00PM starting wave, register and join me run motherfuckers.  I haven’t looked forward to something on this magnitude in a long, long time.

I have never wanted to do anything more than this in a long time

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The skinny: A 5K run in Bumfuck, Maryland, that has obstacles, rugged terrain, and oh yeah, ZOMBIES.  October 22nd (A Saturday), and it apparently costs like $67 entry to run, and prove your survival instincts and physical prowess. I’m trying to temper my expectations since zombie paintball in Kissimmee kind of blew, but damn I would be lying if I didn’t say my heart was excited and greatly looking forward to this event.

Naturally, I post this information, because I really really want friends to get in on this, even if it means the rigors and expenses of travel, lodging (possibly camping), and the physical nature of the event, but seriously, this looks like it could be the very most fun event in the entire world.

Photos: Dexter’s Condominium

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Behold – the real life condominium where Dexter Morgan lived in, in the greatest show in the world, Dexter.  I found out where it was located through a fan website, and decided that I had to see it with my own two eyes.

To no surprise, it’s a gated community, with seemingly no real car entrance in front of it.  Dexter’s condo, which is towards the right tip of the shown photograph, is actually the back part of this property, and there’s no way to just pass by in a car, since it faces the Biscayne Bay Harbor (Butcher).  But I am a determined individual, and as easy as it would have been to hop the low fence they have to keep trespassers out, I simply relegated to sticking my body through some shrubs and palm trees, and taking some paparazzi-style pictures from within the foliage.

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