Showing posts with label Bourbon Street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bourbon Street. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

People who walk in the rain


View from the plant in Mexico where Big Daddy is working.

Not just any rain, pre-Isaac rain on Bourbon Street. On one hand the President, the Govenor and the Mayor involved with this storm have been on the television all day explaining to people how this should work. On the other hand we have EarthCam on Bourbon Street showing us what is really going on. This is hilarious. Look at the laptop and then look at Jim Cantore on the television. This is why China has a chance to overtake us-if they start in the deep south.

Had a rant today for Purple Heart, the charity supposed to be picking up my used books. Some of these books are only a week old and they blew me off. When I called they put me on hold and then hung up on me. Well, they called back, apologized and are coming back tomorrow to pick up the books. I hope so because it is very hard to find a place to donate around here. I can't imagine why, Michigan is supposed to be one of the poorest states, especially the Detroit area.

Sammy is in the dog house, we do not need to discuss why, we will just say he fucked up.

Big Daddy is amazed at how the mountains in Mexico do not have trees. We both forgot about that, it is odd to see. He is trying to stick to his eating plan but in Mexico he cannot eat salad or fruit unless he peels it, just too risky after the China syndrome.

Punkin Head is going on a job interview tomorrow so he is emailing me the trip itinerary so I can follow him on FlightAware, that is the best site ever for plane activity, at least here in the US and with  US airlines.

See y'all later.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

yes, I have been loafing

Since returning to the US from China and again visiting New Orleans, I have been lazy. Well, first we were jet lagged. Then just exhausted and we had to repack all the shit to go to New Orleans. Then we got home again and have to repack again. It is all tiring.

So Just Random Snippets:

The Clampett luggage with out name on all 4 sides is a hit with the baggage people. Umm, how can I spot your bags? If there is a name on all 4 sides it is most likely ours.

Do not ever stay in a hotel if your room is on Bourbon Street unless you are a cop, FBI agent, Private eye, idiot, or just plain stupid. However, you will get to see every hooker, John (should that be capitalized?) and seller of contraband in the city. That is if you are awake all night like I was. That was because the noise was so loud Big Daddy and I could not talk to each other on the balcony.

My new Ann Taylor sweater pilled in one wearing and had to be returned. Not good Ann.

Hear Plant Loco is going down again for 2 more weeks before production can even start to begin on the new model.

New favorite is the Royal Sonesta on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. Just stay in the back.

Least favorite is Delta Airlines. You can tell the planes and crew from the old NWA and yes, they are the worst of the worst. Have pity of us all at Detroit Metro.

Best meal was the Green Goddess in New Orleans followed by The Hill in Grosse Pointe.

Gotta pack Big Daddy up tomorrow and send him back to China. He has a team building weekend coming up. Can't wait to hear about this shit.