Oh, What a Beautiful Morning - Oh, What a Beautiful Day

Its raining today, and while I don’t always enjoy rain, I certainly do today. There’s something wonderful about the fact that it’s raining instead of snowing. As the official first rain of the year I can only smile as I look outside. Of course I would love to sit at home with a book, but I can deal.

Someone mentioned to me that they don’t always know the lyrics I am using for BLog titles. So, to remedy that situation, I will try to remember to state the title at the bottom of each entry.

(Heading lyrics – Oklahoma! theatrical score, by Rodgers & Hammerstein)

I'm be Going, Swimming in a Sea of Old Friends

This past weekend I did just that.

Okay, maybe not quite that, but I did see an old friend of mine that I never expected. From time to time a bond can be built, and that bond is unquestionably a memorable one. It could be the other kid that got pick on like you in grade school. It could be your spouse with which you share a lasting bond. However, in my case it is with a 1983 Chevrolet Suburban. This blue sun-damaged rust spattered piece of history was my first real vehicle. At a time when I needed freedom the most, Old Blue was there. I drove that urban assault vehicle for the better portion of 2 years after I turned 16. It was 1997 when I last drove her to school and to this day she still has the marks I put on her. (Including, but not limited to the holes by the glove compartment where I hung my Pioneer CD player since it was too tough to remove the original stereo.)

This past weekend, while working an auction, I saw Old Blue one more time. She drove through the ring and we sold her for $200. I still don’t know why I didn’t buy her back. I guess some memories are best left in our past.

I'm at a Place Called Vertigo

Well, acutally I'm not at a place called Veritgo. This is inpart to the fact that I can no longer purchase tickets to U2's concert here in Minnesota in September. I happened to be working an auction when tickets went on sale this past weekend. So I will be unable to see the band rock out like the rock 'n' roll icons that they are.

My desire to see this band actually stems from an after bar that I attended 3 years ago. I was working with and running sound for a band. Of course these guys are great and so after the show a very rockin' party was hosted at the home of one of the fans. It was at this party that I first viewed the Holy Grail of rock show DVD's. Yes, I was able to view for the first time: U2's Elevation tour DVD.

Since that night (or early morning) I have always looked to that DVD for rock inspiration. I would recommend that DVD to anyone how has even a fleeting interest in rockin' their face off.

Unfortunately, with the onset of Auction season I was unable to secure tickets to their Vertigo tour stop in Minnesota. Yes, that is one strike against that profession... there will probably be more.

Ch-Ch-Changes

It is my sworn enemy… A foe with no equal… yes, it is the dreaded experience known as “Change”

This past weekend my roommate (and landlord) informed me that he was moving to Texas. Well this is all well and good, but what am I going to do? Currently I love my room arrangements. I pay rent that is within my price range, I have a roommate that I have NEVER had an argument with. I was planning to stay here forever… okay maybe not forever, but now I have to look into my future. This process requires the aforementioned “change.” So there it is, the bane of my existence. I must now look into a new renting situation or even… gasp… home ownership. Yeah, that second one is a BIG change.

Well wish me luck as I take another step toward becoming an adult.

Everybody's Workin' for the Weekend

Everybody that is... except me.

As I have mentioned before, one of my many professions is that of an auctioneer. This weekend I worked the largest auction I will probably work all year. Four times a year I go up to Princeton and work on a heavy equipment auction. March is always the largest of the 4 each year. I know some people may think I'm crazy for enjoying a Saturday in which I get up at 5 am to stand around in the cold all day. Luckily it is so much more than that...

I love to take bids, joke with the crowd and of course do the chant as well. I guess it is just something that I have grown up with, so I really feel comfortable playing the part.

So begins the exciting auction season.

Whiskey in the Jar'O

Top of the mornin' to ya!

Yes, it is the most scared of holidays... St. Patty's Day! I am personally only 3/8 Irish, of course my mom is 3/4 and I always grew up winning the award for most green worn on this day of days. When I was in kindergarden I wore these special spats that my mom made for my shoes. In later years we would spray paint some old shoes green and we even made a big green leprachan hat. Yes even as a child, before knowledge of green beer, I loved this holiday.

So I ask yee. Ta raise yer beer, weather it be Killians, Guiness, or a glass of green Busch Light and toast to the best day of the year.

Meow, Meow, Meow - Meow, Meow, Meow...

Ok, you might not have catched it yet, but every title on this blog will hopefully be lyrics or song titles. This particular entry is about lunch and so I had to think of lyrics about food. (I guess Meow Mix was the only one that comes to mind.)

Today I went to lunch at Chipotle. For those of you just getting to know me, Chipotle is something like the promised land. I love their burritos. Now you have to understand that until I ate a Chipotle I never really liked Mexican food at all. (Not that Chipotle is Mexican food, but you get the idea.) I have 2 good friends that will remain nameless for this sad addiction. (You know who you are.)

So there it is, I can admit it... I am addicted those crazy tin foil wrapped bundles of love.

What a Way to Make a Livin'

Yes, "I'm workin 9 to 5," well actually its 8:30 to 5 with a half an hour for lunch. (of course that isn't nearly a catchy.) Yep, I'm back at work on a monday morning... I can feel the tangible excitement... cricket... cricket... okay, I may be exaggerating a bit.

This weekend I went home and worked my first Auction of the 2005 season. I was happy to get up in front of people and start selling again. (oh yeah, if you didn't know. Along with being a Graphic Designer, Rock Star and all around good guy, I am also an auctioneer.) We sold a whole bunch of antiques and collectables, mainly glassware. I think the prices were a little week, but as a whole I think we were very happy with the result.

Well I better get back to the job that pays the bills.

Don't go changin'

You Never Slow Down, You Never Grow Old

At what point does it feel like we've had enough winter? Is it after Christmas? How about the first time the temperature goes below zero? Is it the first time you have to sit in your freezing car and let it run while sitting in park for over 5 minutes just to warm it up?

I like to think that after you get to have one really good snowball fight then winter should be over. I mean honestly I love to ice skate and downhill ski, but there is nothing more pure than a real snowball fight that ends with someone face first in a snowbank.

I only question these things because I was greeted by flurries on my drive to work today, okay that is certainly enough. I just feel like shouting... I AM READY FOR SPRING!

Here I go Again on my Own

I guess since this is my first entree on this blog, I just want to say welcome! I know that I won't be updating this thing everyday, but it will be nice to get my ideas down from time to time.
This whole idea for my own blog was from my good friend Dan who has built a great site inwhich I have become a principle member. So if your not too busy check out: designheap.com
Well I 'll catch ya on the filp side.