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How did I obtain the following items: Two potatoes, fifty biodegradable strips and a popsicle
A.) Late night drunken shopping at Fred Meyer
B.) Payment for watching a friend’s dog
C.) From a box of free stuff in Ballard
D.) Stolen from someone’s yard on the may home from the bar
Ok about the whole Seattle thing. I have neither the patience nor desire to spout out a long version of this. So here is the condensed Golden Book version for those of the Republican persuasion.
Actually I like Golden Books, used to at least. I should read some now and make sure they aren’t Nazi propaganda material.
Anyway back to the point. I’ll call this the Short and incomplete version of events because someone, whom shall remain nameless was to lazy to blog about them in a timely fashion as the forthnamed events occurred.
Now that I’ve gotten that out of the introduction out of the way, on to the center of the Tootsie pop. Have you ever heard about the free tootsie pop story? In the past supposedly if you got a wrapper with an Indian shooting a star on it, you could turn it in for a free tootsie pop. I was never sure about this story, especially because almost every wrapper I got had the aforementioned Indian on it. Of course they could have printed more after they stopped the promotion. Or it could of just been an urban legend. I suppose I could Google it but I kind of like not knowing something in this time of immediate reference gratification. In some ways it’s great but then I also tend to spend large amounts of time looking up random useless crap just because I can.
Ok I’m done with the tangents now. On to the point of this post.
My time in Seattle started on October 2nd. I wanted to leave Atlanta for multiple reasons. I was tired of all the traffic, republicans, the rat race mentality, overbearing summers, friends moving away, the city council and mayor killing bars and restaurants but most of all it was wanderlust. I moved around a lot growing up and I won’t lie to you, it sucked. Always being the new kid (on the block) and having to fight to establish myself. Having to make new friends and acclimate to a new school. A byproduct of all this moving around is my boredom of a location after awhile.
Cue melting screen while gentle harp music plays……
I originally moved to Atlanta in late ‘96. Eddie a really good friend of mine had moved there from my previous city of Charlotte. I had visited him during the Olympics and was wowed by the plethora of nightlife and women. I was also told the ratio of women to men was 4:1, add to that the large gay population it made it even better. Of course that was probably bullshit but it convinced my horny nineteen year old mind. The kicker however was the job market. This was during the Tech Boom and Atlanta was hot (insert chessey Hotlanta joke here). Atlanta’s high tech want ads were as large as a small phonebook. Conversely Charlotte’s were composed of a just a couple of pages. Off I went to the phoenix and received two jobs offers my first couple of days there. I accepted the second one because Eddie worked there. Things were great for awhile, lots of parties and work was fun (gasp). But alas all good things….. Some of my good friends moved away, I fell (actually jumped headlong) into drug abuse and ended up quitting my job. I’ll save the specifics for another blog but eventually I was getting close to scraping the metaphorical bottom. Somehow I managed to crawl out of the pit of my own creation and started to put my life back on track. Once again I was a respectable member of society and hated every minute of it. With fewer good friends, disillusionment with life, my fellow man and even computers I knew it was time for a change. Previously I passed up on a possible move to San Diego and negotiations fell apart on a transfer to Ft. Lauderdale with another company. I probably could have went to Tampa as well. Finally I was at the point where I was tired of stagnating in my personal and professional life. After visiting Boston and Chicago as possible candidates, Seattle was decided upon. I was with my ex at the time (yes I’m single now, control yourself ladies) and she vetoed Austin which was also in the running for me. Looking at things now I might have been better off in Austin but I’m willing to give Seattle a chance. So Seattle it is and has been for the past couple of months.
End under-dramatic flashback sequence…..
This post has already run on much longer than I intended so Seattle details will have to wait. In the meantime you can read some of my Yelp reviews. Incidentally *self plug alert* I am now a member of the Elite squad. If you read this on Atlanta Bloggers I will be removed soon. Have no fear though, you can still read me via my Feedburner feed: http://feeds.feedburner.com/AlexVernon or on AlexVernon.com of course.
Ok kiddies that’s it for this post, be cool and stop stealing your grandmother’s pills.
My Thanksgiving was spent watching my ex’s house while she went to visit her new boyfriend’s parents. I didn’t mind because I got to hang out with my dogs. Well one of them is hers but I care for him like my own. I was invited over to a friend’s grandmother’s house for dinner but I ended up not going. I was feeling a little depressed and wanted to spend time with the dogs so I chickened out. Instead I had left over pork fried rice and a bag of knock-off Cheetos. Yes I know, the Thanksgiving dinner of champions. I didn’t even go out for beer to drink while I watched the games so it must’ve been worse than I thought. I had a copy of Requiem for a Dream that I’ve been meaning to watch for some time now so I popped it in. Man, there’s nothing like a good depressing movie to get you out of a funk. After watching it I felt like all my troubles are petty annoyances and I felt much better. I was also glad that I didn’t go all the way down that road in the past. I came to the fork numerous times but fortunately also turned the right way.
BTW Since I never announced it I am now in Seattle as of October. More info to come.
Well I’m officially outside the perimeter again (outside of I-285 for you non-Atlantians). Below is a quick run down of the pluses and minuses. I had said I would never move outside the perimeter again (as long as I was in Atlanta), funny how meeting the right person changes things.
Good
I’m with the person I love
My car insurance went way down
My renters insurance went down
My dog gets along with my girlfriend’s dog much better than my ex-roommate’s dog
Don’t have to worry about crackheads knocking on the door
Lots of my friends are OTP
My new office location is closer to me new place than the old
Bad
Further away from all the events, bars and galleries I like to go to
It’s cooler to say you live in Atlanta than Lilburn (not really a concern of mine, well maybe a tiny bit)
I was in the coolest (IMHO) neighborhood in Atlanta, East Atlanta
In my old office our bathroom stalls had a lock on them similar to one you would find on a porta-john. When it’s locked the lock is red. One day I walk in the bathroom and grab the handle of a stall that was white (the unlocked color), unfortunately it was occupied. I immediately close the door and probably mumbled something and left. I didn’t know the guy, just that he worked in the same office. He was laid off or quit shortly there after. I was relived at this since I wouldn’t have to bump into him anymore. However everytime I open a bathroom stall I get a twinge of apprehension and I half expect to see someone in there. So remember to lock the bathroom stall, unless of course you like to traumatize people like me.
There is an article about my neighborhood in this week’s Creative Loafing. This quote sums it up nicely for those familiar with Atlanta’s neighborhoods.
“And though it draws the tired analogy of being Little Five Points’ younger sister, that’s just a watered-down way of saying East Atlanta still has the soul that commercialization sucked out of Little Five.”
A couple of nitpicks, when they mentioned festivals they talked about Corndogarama and not the East Atlanta Strut. They also mention 16oz Bush cans at the EARL but PBR tallboys are far more prevalent.
http://atlanta.creativeloafing.com/2005-03-16/cover5.html
I just had the best weekend of my life. I made love for the first time in my life. Not just sex but actually making love. Now speaking from experience and it’s a whole other level. I also had the best grits on the planet and had fun in a grocery store. The first time since I was a kid and used to pretend my mom’s cart was a garbage truck. I didn’t do anything that I had planned but it didn’t matter. Usually the best experiences are unplanned anyway. As I’m sure you’ve noticed I have been updating my blog infrequently lately. I’ve been a little distracted, ok very distracted. I hope to start updating more soon.
Peace
Earlier last week I decided I want a new picture on my phone. My Decepticons logo was cool but it was time for a change.
I can’t believe I’m writing about cell phone wallpaper. How superficial and completely unimportant is that? Well you have your American Idol and The Apprentice. I need my mindless entertainment as well. (No offense to those that hate the aforementioned shows.)
The site I had used previously is now charging so I located and used this one: Phone Uploader
Don’t pay for phone images people. Some things in life are just wrong and buying cellphone wallpaper is one of them.
I wanted a skull and crossbones picture so I did a Google Image Search and found the following interesting stuff:
This ashtray makes me want to start smoking again.
Need some balloons for your kids party?
Want to replace that tired rodeo buckle?
This wallet isn’t as cool as a “Bad Motherfucker” one but it’s a close second.
All the c00l kids have these fan grills.
If I wasn’t going to be cremated and put in the nations food supply, this would be my tombstone (3rd picture down).
This carving makes me want to go to Scotland all the more.
and that’s fine
Well I’m 28 now. You might think I would post some boring post about birthdays and getting older or something. Well sorry to disappoint.
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