accupuncture coincidence

Funny story!

So my tight tight back has been pissing me off over the last few days. Now its gotten tight enough to give me a good ol' headache. A tension headache which is substantially different than your normal headache.

So I was sorta thinking about seeing someone or getting something done. Like a massage or a chiro or something. Instead; I was pinning a 5 dollar bill to the wall with a rather large push pin. Wasn't even watching and I pushed that pin through my nail into my thumb.

And I think I hit something. (after I pulled the pin out of my thumb, which was lodgeg into my nail) I felt this wonderful relief in the back of my head.

Lucky co-incidence.

Yankee Stadium

Okk... so I arrived at my rig in New York state and it looked like they were down for a day or so. My directional hand turned to me and asked "do you like sports?"

5 or so hours later we found ourselves driving the 4 hours to New York City to watch tonight's Yankee / Blue Jays game.

Armed with my GPS, I was navigating (which actually was a full person job) and he was driving. Spent an hour trying to cross the George Washington bridge and we found ourselves attempting to cross Manhattan island. The GPS was having a conniption attempting to find Yankee Stadium, so on route I called a friend. My dad! Dad was happy to look up addresses and find suggested parking options and stuff for me.

He figured that we should park at an actual park which would be close to a subway station and we could take that right to the game.

Apparently it was an amazing idea; we had to turn off of the highways to find a park... and the 30 odd thousand people who were on time to the game I guess shared that thought. So we just drove to the game. Paid for parking 5 blocks away ($30 for an extended box truck) and ran to the game!

Incidentally... we drove (Alberta style!) through Manhattan island during rush hour on a Friday night (of the long weekend). I'm very glad my directional hand was driving because I was having panic issues being the passenger. What were we in? My work truck - a Chevy silverado 2500HD - a 3/4 tonne extended box crew cab pickup. Apparently not a lot of people drive pickups in NYC... and I could definitely see why.

We found a convenient scalper, picked up box seats for $60 each (in the $200/seat section) found our chairs (had to kick someone out of them) and went in search of some beer and hot dogs. (the mission was to eat a hot dog watching the Yankee game)

Took care of that...

But didn't get / post any photos of me eating the hot dog because of the comments I'm sure I'd get.

Yes - this is a pic of me drinking a cold beer at the Yankee's game.

I stopped by the gift shop for a hat and we hit the road. What took us 45 minutes to drive into NYC; surprisingly took less than 5 minutes to get out. 20 minutes of construction and (and another 3 hour drive) and I was back home - on my rig.

Operation Lasagna

Okk... so I had a lasagna craving for the last few days... and just can't find the right restraunt to satiate my hunger.

Tonight? I stopped buy East Side Mario's for lasagna. It was a very tomato tasting sauce, nice and thick; with alot of noodle layering. All in all, a very above average lasagna.

Last night? Chineese food.

But the night before that - The Old Spagetti Factory - Their lasagna was actually very hearty and tasty. Not quite as rich of a sauce as I was looking for, but definately not too bad.

The night before that - Boston Pizza. I ordered the house lasagna. Apperently there are a few different types. The lasagna had a high water content. The taste wasn't bad, but it was like eating watery noodle soup.

The night before that - Royal Pizza. There was only one lasagna selection. Same deal as BP's. A very watery lasagna. I dunno, but it tasted remarkably similar. Maybe that cook was moonlighting or something.

Unfortunately, I'm leaving town on thursday; but I still have tomorrow lunch and dinner for lasagna hunting.

Family

This last weekend I spent with family.

My uncle got married on Vancouver Island with a very limited party; came home and had all the extended relatives over.

It was really nice. As I've worked the last two christmas' I havn't really gotten a chance to see the family much.

So we kibitz'd. It looks like I've grown up a heck of alot in the last two years. Surprisingly so.

My cousin in law (or something) who is an amazing person to talk to, we chatted with my religious uncle for a few hours. Really enjoyed that one. And talked to my aunt about being happy.

My extended family is crazy religious... and my aunt made some comment about it being in the bible that we shouldn't be happy. So I dropped to the serious me and was like "well thats just tough". Apperently what she said came out wrong and the bible says to be happy... so we cleared that one right up and moved along.

I got home late saturday, woke up early for breakfast at mom's.

When I got home, both times, I was just wiped. I guess family does that to some people. Exhausts them and all.

Well Hello!

So... my online friends.

There is much to say; and I don't know how much of it I'll share (or remember).

Starting today and moving backwards. Yesterday I had the pleasure of seeing my friend A. She said once or twice that we've known eachother for 8 years. That I'm (besides family) the longest known person she keeps in touch with. Which is awesome.

So I slept and woke up. And it dawned on me that she's the only girl that I've known for longer than 3 years that I still talk to. (and the only ex-girlfriend that I still keep in contact with).

So we went out for sushi and a walk along whyte ave. Stopped by the book store (I need to stay away from there) and picked up some goodies for my brain.

We peeked into several clothing stores off and on whyte. There was one clothings girl I thought was kinda cute so A persuaded me (while waiting for our starbucks) to do an approach. It failed miserably, but I still helped that girl feel like gold (even though she was clearly 16, had braces and not my type - I guess things that show up when you spend more than a quarter of a second looking at someone).

All in all a beautiful day.