The Beasties, My Cell Phone and other stuff...

Whew! What a week I've had!  I don't know about you, but I am so ready for this weekend!  So much on my mind, don't even know where to begin.  Hang on, let me think about it as I go pour myself another glass of wine.

Ok, I'm back.  Miss me? Of course you did.  Nothing like having a bottle glass of Malbec to make things alllll better. Anyway, work was work.  Crazy busy, insane even.  Home life is stressful.  Too many family issues going on, none of which involve ME directly, but since I'm related to them, the crap kind of follows me around.  I really don't want to go into details because I am too emotionally spent.  Let's just say, I need a vacation from my family for awhile.  I love them, but I need vacay, stat.

Today was a sad day in the music world.  Adam Yauch, better known as "MCA", of the eighties group, the Beastie Boys, passed away today, after a battle with cancer.  I grew up in that era.  I remember listening to their music while in school and riding in the car with my parents.  I would make them go crazy, because I always turned the volume up really high whenever one of their songs came on the radio.  My friends and I would sing (You Gotta) Fight For Your Right (To Party) at the top of our lungs with our fists in the air.  The list is endless of all my favorites that they sang.  The Beasties, (as I affectionately refer to them) helped bring the still-in-a-baby-stage genre of Hip-hop, into the forefront.  There are many songs that evoke memories of times past.  I'll always remember the happier, carefree times in my life, when I hear their songs.  RIP MCA.

Today was also a sad day for me because I ended a ten year relationship.  The longest relationship I've ever had.  Yes it's true.  You see, I broke up with my cell phone and it's provider. Buh-bye familiar number, ringtones, favorite callers (what? doesn't everyone have those?), "special texts", pictures, etc.  The end of an era, for me.  And I'm so sad.  No, I really, really am. Why did I do it?  Well, the real reason is because I broke the phone and then proceeded to get into a heated argument with a very annoying and rude customer service person.  They kept giving me grief about getting a new phone ordered.  After an hour or so of the same stupidity,  I decided to take my business elsewhere. If this is how they treat loyal customers, I want no part of it.  Your loss, blood sucking assholes Sprint.   Your loss.  Meh, change is good.  I just don't know what I'm going to do with myself for the entire weekend.  You see, my new phone (with my much nicer customer service peeps and new provider) will not come in until Tuesday.  That's right, I've got five whole days to go without a celli.  What ever will I do with myself?  I'm already feeling the early onset of withdrawals.  -or it could just be the wine.  heh.  Seriously bloggies, I'm going to go through major detachment anxiety!  I am never without my phone.  Never.  Oh well, moving on to bigger and better things and all that, right? Right.  Yeah right!

You know why else I'm bummed? A friend of mine had a "mini stroke", earlier this week.  What the hell is a  "mini" stroke? Is it something like, a mini-heart attack? A mine cancer? WTF?  He's fine.  Apparently, he was feeling nauseous and kept vomiting for a couple of days, and finally went to the hospital.  After a battery of tests, it was determined that a blood vessel in his head, had burst.  ie -mine stroke.  How scary is that?  He's back home now. And ordered to take it easy for a while.  This guy is only in his forties and is fit, and might I add, very HOT.  It kind of puts everything into perspective, doesn't it?  He says, "everyone needs 'reminders', once in a while."  Life is so short guys,  love it and appreciate it.

Okay, enough of the death talk.  I'm depressing myself and probably you as well, eh?  Apologies.

On a high note, the Houston Astros SWEPT the NY Mets, earlier this week.  Can I get a HELL TO THE YEAH????  I love it when a Houston team beats ANY NY team.  Simply LOVE it! :)  -sorry in advance to David Batista.  No offense.  teeheehee.

And what's a post without informing you of the weather here in Texas?  It's hot.  Summer is here.  Not officially, but it may as well be.  Texas is known for two season, Hot and Hotter, with a dash of mugginess to go with it. Sigh, I foresee big hair in my future.

Tell me, what bodes for you this weekend?  I am going to a pub crawl on Saturday.  It starts at one in the afternoon.  I'll let you know how long I last.  Wait.  Maybe not having my phone with me this weekend is a good thing after all...