Forgive me reader for I have sinned. It has been 3 days since my last post and I have no real excuse. Life just kind of ran me over and I’m just now snapping back. A good friends mom passed away on Christmas Eve completely out of the blue (crap I hate using that thing because I don’t like the long form clear blue sky but the way I wrote it just seems stupid. It was an unexpected horrible surprise.) and it was one of those mental nut punches that requires some deep thought. Add in the metric ton of shite I have to do at work and I short circuited a bit.
I am also having one of my favorite days of the year ruined by an unthinking idiot at work. We got our orders to book our travel to DC and everyone involved in this meeting has to fly out and check into the hotel that Sunday. The rooms are booked but more importantly the meeting rooms are paid for and it would cost too much to shift everything around. So now I get to spend something I consider a national holiday traveling. Watching the game without my usual cast of smartasses and gambling on NOTHING! Balls this pisses me off! I need to be really careful on that day because I am already sideways with the individual in question and I fear separating me from my friends on Super Bowl Sunday could lead to a verbal assault. mauling, dismemberment, trouble.
Anyway, I haven’t really talked about Christmas this year and I wanted to share my favorite geek gift by far. I don’t have it loaded yet but when I do I’ll take a picture of me wearing it for sure. Is called the Scottevest and its basically an extra wearable carry on bag.
I know the picture sucks because I’m using the iPad but I had to show you the card because the actual thing just looks like a vest. You basically carry all of your loose crap in this, take it off, put it in the tray, go through security. Flying sucks as it is but this thing will make it suck a little less and crack me up at myself for being such a tool.
My kids just looked at me like I was a Martian but being embarrassed by your parents is part of the deal. My Dad’s version of this was a camera vest. My pockets are on the inside and instead of lenses and film I’m going to walk around with three or four computers on me plus a whole bunch of other unnecessary stuff. I crack me up sometimes. And now I need to get on this call and you need to get back to what you were doing.