Things Keep Changing

So in addition to my friends/co-workers leaving the program, Will's last day at the Lantern will be Monday night. I am really going to miss him, but I have decided that I will definitely be going to see him in West Virginia. But today was pretty good, I had a meeting at City Hall to discuss some issues around downtown,and my new captains are working-out very well. Although now I am supposed to start learning city zoning laws for downtown, which nowhere near as exciting as it sounds. Oh, well, at least my bosses are happy so I am happy :)

Friends of All Time

The past couple of days, one of my best friends and her super cool sister tracked me down after a couple of years of losing contact. I am very excited about this as I love my super friends from years past. We tend to find our own paths, yet they always intersect :) So Jen and Becca, I expect yall to be new blog followers of mine :) Beyond that, I am personally enjoying the movie Jackie Brown, which I have never seen before, awake well beyond I should be, but it happens. Tomorrow is a private tour which can always be hit or miss, but I should be able to catch Coca's show tomorrow night which I always love. I kind of wish my friends from before could talk to the friends I have now. I feel close to both groups equally, but I think that that conversation would tell a great deal about how I have evolved as a person. I do not like using the whole Katrina thing as a time break but it was pretty significant. Jenny is someone that knows me unlike anyone else, even today but it would be interesting to see how she sees me now. I think I am more assertive and defined on what I want from life. Perhaps she should come visit (hint, hint hehe).

Blood and Chicken Grease

A story was conveyed tonight that involved chicken grease and blood. It was a fun story in retrospect by the conveyor but that line is the great line for a southern poem (details are available for those poets among us). I have to say, right now, I am very over-whelmed yet again. I just had two shift supervisors hired by the sheriff's department and my boss is going out of town this week. I just pray to Bridget we can get through this all without me screwing-up. I know I have to stand-up but I am so tired and worn, I do not know how this will all play-out. But I do the best I can and that is not enough, then I am not where I should be. With those that want to judge me, I have to say: I do what I can, that is what I have.

Left Work Early

Well, I was late getting to work this morning and I was hurting so bad, I came back home. I am not sure why after a week and a half I am hurting so bad today. I think I either just over did it yesterday or slept really wrong on it last night. Either way I hurt and my boss is going out of town tomorrow so now is really not a good time for me to be having these problems. We are also apparently having a house guest tonight as well. A friend of my roommate needed a place to crash for the night, he is actually a sheriff. With luck he will be able to make it through the night without being molested by her hehehhe (joking). But Will is also talking about going to West Virginia for a couple of months over this summer as tips are bad and this summer is apparently going to be awful. I have decided if he does go up there, I might try to take like a week off and go up there to visit him. It would be a great chance for me to get out of town for a while, and I am sure Will and I would have a lot of fun just hanging-out with the country folk.

Time to Myself

Well I have taken a few days off from tours and work, which I needed. My ribs are still sore but I am doing alright for the most part. Tonight I went to my watering hole and saw Emma, Tim, Shelly, Will, Richie, and Manny. I love coming to the lantern and knowing cool people. It doesn't happen enough. We had a great time of laughing and carrying on. Those are the times I enjoy, the things I remember.

From the Doctor

Well I went to the doctor today and I do have a cracked rib, but he gave me some pills that make the world all better. After, I went for a couple of drinks (which I was quickly informed was against my best interest, but I did any way). As the night progressed, I was also informed that as an adult I should not have a roommate anymore. Apparently, in some bizarre way that makes me less of a person. I want to be very clear about this: I lived alone for the ten years before Katrina, quite comfortably. I choose to live with someone that is very cool and a nice compliment to myself. She is my friend and my confidant, and I challenge anyone to question this. And if any person thinks that it is odd for a gay man to live with a straight woman, I say get over yourself. It is rare that you find a friend that will watch-out for you, deal with your short-comings, and ignore your indiscretions. There is way too much judgment romping about concerning how people should be, or what they should do. I ascribe to being content and happy, which even with my bouts of depression I am very happy with certain things, my roommate and my friends (i.e. my family) are at the top of the list.

My Glasses

Over the sailing trip I was on I did not mention I thought I left my glasses on the boat. For those of you who know me this is a big deal. I am legally blind and can not wear contacts for too long without having problems with them. As the idiot I am, Larry called me today because he got to the boat and could not find them. I researched my bags and realized I stuck the glasses in a side pocket of my bag. So I have my glasses now. Ironically, I wore my contacts on the trip for fear of loosing my glasses. I left work early today because I was basically falling asleep at my desk. We are doing a lot of work on code enforcement downtown and it is a rather daunting task. I am happy that my role is more monitoring progress and making sure progress is being made as opposed to handling everything myself. I have four rangers handling most of the hands-on work so I get to answer questions, do a little research, and handle the weird stuff that comes-up. Tonight, I am just staying home and trying to pick-up my room as best I can not being able to pick-up much. Although, I am watching Family Guy and was introduced to a rather odd term a "Cleveland Steamer." I will not go into detail about what it means (if you really want to know, look it up like I did but be warned). There are a lot of odd things that people come-up with. Sickly enough, I am curious about the etymology of this term but not enough to delve any deeper. There are somethings that are just a bit too much for me.

Two Posts In a Row

Since I took an extra day off of work, I thought I would go ahead and do another quick post. I was just surfing the web and realized that the Gay Appreciation Awards will be allowing on-line voting June 9-15. There are just a couple of categories I am going to vote on: bartender of the year and entertainer of the year. I definitely would love to see Coca get entertainer of the year and Will as bartender of the year. If you are so inclined, please take the time and cast a vote. I will try to post again closer to time to remind everyone. Other than that, I think I am going to have to go to the doctor. My left rib cage is hurting really bad now and I want to make sure I didn't fracture anything. Although if memory serves there isn't much they can do for it anyway.

Sailed Away and Made It Back

Well, I went sailing this past weekend and just got back home today. It was really a good time until last night when I managed to fall off the boat. My right leg is all scratched-up, somewhat deep in a couple of places. The bigger issue is my left ribcage is very tender and I think I may have bruised or cracked something. I am horrifically embarrassed and feel I should not be showing my face anytime soon. But you might notice my slide show is updated from all the things I have been doing this past couple of weeks. You can also refer to my picassa page if you want to see them separated. I also got an email today from an old friend that I used to work with at the rangers. She was kind of shocked to hear I was back in New Orleans and working for the program again. Part of me is a little ashamed that I am not really doing more with my life. I think right now, I am just feeling a little down and it kind of hurts to breath. I guess I really am a tragic mess.