Road Trip Pictures

So here is where I'm going to post some more pictures from our road trip. It really was a great time. Our first day on the road had us passing through FIVE states and Washington, D.C. Oh, the loveliness and smallness of the east coast states! Virginia was so beautiful, and I unfortunately only got these two pictures from there, and they don't nearly do it justice.



I got a picture of the sign to show that we were actually in Virginia. Then there were all the bikers on the freeway. This was the only time I took pictures, but they were in every state we went to. I loved the greenness of the freeway--it's all surrounded by trees, which makes it feel like you're driving down a tunnel.

Our next state was Tennessee. We stopped at this rest stop to stretch our legs and they conveniently had this sign that we could pose next to, since it's a bit hard to get a picture of the state sign while driving on the freeway and it's a little silly to stop on the side of the road to get a picture.

We made two major stops in Tennessee, Nashville and Memphis, which I already wrote about. Both were great cities that I enjoyed just walking in. What I love most about traveling is experiencing a city, and the best way to do that is to walk through it. It's nice to just soak it in and feel a little like a local. I would love to spend real time in each of the cities--and every city I visit--so I could really feel like I knew the city and could catch its vibe and energy. It's hard to capture in just a couple hours, but I can at least get a little sliver of it.

Our next stop was in Conway, Arkansas, and I will admit that I chose to stay there because it's where Kris Allen is from. I somehow got sucked into American Idol this year and was quite glad when my personal favorite came out the winner. Anyway, we stayed at a Motel 6, and it's amazing what just $30 less can get you in the hotel world.

Then we moved onto Oklahoma. Our resting stop for the day was going to be Topeka, KS, and we could've gotten there faster if we hadn't gone through Oklahoma, but I wanted to be able to say I had been to Oklahoma. And it was just beautiful. The open land and the blue sky peppered with white clouds. The clouds and sky just went on forever; it was beautiful.



Staying in Topeka with Tom and Terry was great. They are just like family to me. I used to spend a month of my summers with them in Kansas and their cabin at the lake. I'm not sure I have a single childhood memory that doesn't include them and Terry's daughter, my best friend, Amber. I went everywhere with them and was like their second daughter. I can't believe how much time has passed since those summer days, but being with them now it felt as if it had only been a drop in the bucket.

And while I didn't take any pictures of people, I did go a little crazy with the cloud pictures. I just couldn't stop, it was SO beautiful!


I couldn't stop marveling at the vastness of the horizon and how it seemed to go on forever with no mountains to stop it. And maybe I've just been in New York for too long, but I even found Wyoming to be quite beautiful, even if it did rain on us most of the time.

Road Trip End

I want to give a big shout-out to all the people who let Emily and I stay with them while we were making our way across the country. We were on the road for five nights, six days and only had to stay at a hotel for two of the nights. My cousin Scott and his family were so kind to let us stay with them in Virginia; old friends Tom and Terry Blindt let us stay with them in Topeka, Kansas; and my cute cousin Rachel let us stay with her and her little family in Denver. I am so appreciative of and thankful for family and friends, something I've always thought but had reinforced ten times over while on this trip.

I'm hoping to get some pictures posted up tomorrow about the last couple days of our trip. I unfortunately stopped taking a lot of pictures after leaving Memphis, as I no longer felt like a tourist, so there aren't any of the great family and friends that we stayed with. But I will give you a rundown of what went down.

We made it back safe and sound yesterday exactly 10 hours after we left Colorado. Sorry nobody got a call that we had made it, but that's just my style. It was nice coming through the mountains as the sun was setting and the mountains and city were basking in the "magic hour" light. I just soaked it all in and felt like I was where I was supposed to be.

Walkin' in Memphis

We put on our (metaphorical) blue suede shoes and walked down Beale Street today. And even though I never felt like I was ten feet above it, and didn't see the ghost of Elvis (but did see his picture pretty much everywhere, from mugs to keychains to cds to clocks to shirts to oven mitts...), nobody asked us if we were Christian, and we didn't play the piano at the Hollywood, it was still pretty darn awesome. As much as Nashville is about country music, Memphis is all about the blues and rock'n'roll and is very proud of its history. Beale street was where it all started.



Memphis is also home to Graceland, which was home to Elvis. We didn't actually go to the home, as it was $28 for the cheapest, leanest ticket and $68 for the all-access ticket, and neither of us are huge Elvis fans, but we did go to the parking lot for Graceland. You see, visiting Graceland is just one big tourist trap. Before you can load up into the shuttle bus that takes you to Graceland you have a lot of free time to roam around all the shops with Elvis memorabilia. It's crazy all the things there are with Elvis' mug on them. I think the weirdest thing I saw was Barbie-like dolls of Elvis and Priscilla in their wedding attire. Who would want that?! The whole commercialization of the place just seemed wrong some how.

But the highlight of the day was definitely Emily falling out of the truck. I was taking a picture of the trolley car we rode in earlier when Emily called out to me from the truck. She leaned out and leaned a little too far. Her balance was lost and with her hand holding her Dr. Pepper she had no way of grabbing anything, and before I knew it I was watching her fall all the way down and roll out onto the pavement. It was so funny I almost peed my pants.


And I don't want to forget a Happy Birthday to my brother. Jared is now 30!

Music City

Our second day on the road has brought us to Nashville, Tennessee, otherwise known as Music City. Our first stop was to the Hard Rock Cafe, because we were hungry and because it's become a tradition to go (Em and I were counting how many we've been to; me 9, her 7). I told our waiter all I wanted was water. He assumed I had been drinking the night before and was trying to go easy. Nope, I said, it's just really hot outside and I'm dying of thirst. This is what he brought me. Everyone thought it was funny.


Then it was a walk down Broadway to check out the honky-tonks. You can walk by and hear live music coming out of every bar. It's very cool. Plus there's the many street musicians looking for your spare change. I can definitely see why it's called Music City.




I'm very impressed with Nashville. Everyone has been very nice, it's a very clean city, it's easily navigable, and just has a good vibe to it. Perhaps I'll stay, seeing as how Elvis has taught me all his moves.


Tomorrow is more road, the Country Music Hall of Fame, and perhaps Graceland. Stay tuned.

Goodbye New York

I

Heart

New York!

Detour Footnote

Perhaps my post about leaving New York was sorta vague. I had this great idea in my head how coming to New York was like a detour, something that had to be done because the direct route wasn't an option, but the words in my head didn't quite come out the way I wanted them to when I started typing. I'm not quite sure the idea and symbolim of a Detour came across. So now I'll elaborate on why I'm ready to leave New York.

When I came to New York I had these grand ideas of working in the film/movie/tv industry. I didn't really know what I wanted to do, just that I loved movies. And this was my basic problem, and something I came to realize while I was in New York. Yes, I love movies; I love learning about them, talking about them, and experiencing them. But I do not love making them, or having them be a commercial and business property when to me it's just art and entertainment. I knew that working in entertainment was not for me.

But what was I going to do instead? For a long time, probably since around last July, I knew I needed to do something to take my life and career in a different direction and to feel like I was progressing forward. Education seemed like the best route to take. I almost started an MBA program in Pennsylvania, but it just didn't seem like the right choice, and was made more out of a desperate need for something to happen than a logical choice.

What I needed to figure out was what I was passionate about, what could I do for a career and feel good about. It was no longer film and business just seemed like the wrong choice for me. This is when I realized I was interested in recycling, public transportation, city infrastructures, all things I became fascinated about because of living in New York.

I've been researching Graduate programs in City and Urban Planning, and if I had been a person more on the ball, and not distracted by things like Sundance and Tribeca, I could be starting school this fall. But all of those things happened for a reason, and I can now take my time and really do some research to pick the right school.

There are many reasons why it's better for me to be in Salt Lake rather than New York to make this transition, like not having to pay through the roof for rent while trying to save for grad school, being a less competitive environment with less people so I can get some experience in the field, Salt Lake has more room for growth while the MTA here in the city is facing huge deficits and raising costs of Metrocards, and the couple of contacts that I have in Salt Lake. And, most of all, it just feels right.

Dream Job

I was watching Jeopardy the other day when Alex asked one of the contestants what his dream job would be. The man replied, "Ninja." Alex seemed taken aback, but the guy said it was a dream job, and it doesn't get more dreamy than being a ninja. So, in the spirit of ninja-man, I declare that my dream job would be Vampire Slayer.

These would be the perks (based on the vampire slayer, Buffy Sommers):
--Scoobies to help me
--get to carry around stakes
--awesome quip and punning power
--amazing strength, agility, and cognitive abilities
--tortured love affair with a brooding vampire
--ability to save the world, numerous times
--leading an adventurous life
--dealing with Dracula
--wielding weapons
--a killer wardrobe
--making my own hours

Late Night Trifecta

Yesterday, with my sitting in the audience for Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, I completed the Late Night Trifecta. That's right, I've sat in Jay Leno's audience (twice), been there for Conan, and now have completed it with Jimmy.

The first time I saw Jay I was in LA with my best friend Lindsay. We had just decided to not move there and got last-minute tickets for Jay. And when we got shown into the studio, we were told that there two available seats in the front section--the section that gets to run up to the stage and shake Jay's hand when he comes out! I remember Dolly Parton was a guest, and that Forrest Whitaker showed up at the end to tape some scenes of Jay for his movie First Daughter. Lindsay and I thought we were so cool.

Second time was was with my sister. I had gotten her tickets to the Rascal Flatts concert in LA for her birthday and we made a little road trip out of it. We had tickets for Jay the day we were driving there and were in a rush against time and traffic to get there by 3:30. It's a good thing I had been there once before and sort of knew my way around and how to get there, and we luckily made it there, with a little bit of running after parking the car, in the nick of time. We were let in after being last in line, and for some reason we were sat apart, even though we told them we were together. The guest as Elijah Wood, who I had quite the crush on at the time with his Frodo cuteness. Afterwards we went to the Hard Rock Cafe.

Read about my time with Conan here.

And now we come to Jimmy. All week I knew I wanted to go to his Friday show because the musical guest was Yusuf, better known as Cat Stevens. I really enjoy his music and remember my dad (or was it my mom?) had a cassette tape of his that we'd listen to while taking long trips for business. I was already planning on going early in the morning to stand in line to make sure I'd get in. But I was randomly checking out the Jimmy Fallon website when I saw you could put your name in for Band Bench tickets, and they were still accepting them for the show with Yusuf. I quickly filled out the form, and Thursday morning I got a call saying I had been chosen! I very enthusiastically said I would accept. What are Band Bench Ticktes, you ask? During the show we sit in the audience, on these wooden benched that fold down. Right before the musical guest comes out we get to leave the seats, they fold down so it doesn't look like there are empty seats on tv, and we walk down to the stage! We surround the artist on stage on these risers and platforms while they perform. Stef and I were right behind Yusuf as he sang two songs. Here's the video so you can see us; we're on the second row straight behind him, I'm wearing a black shirt with a little bit of white.

Movie Rewards

This morning I went to the movies and was rewarded. Being a MovieWatcher member I always get some sort of coupon after my ticket prints out. Normally it's 50 cents off a combo, one time it was a free small drink; they hardly, if ever, get used. But today, today was special. It seems I reached the 30 point mark, and that meant a FREE large popcorn and drink! I feel as if it was New York's way of saying goodbye. And although I got a little sick from the popcorn (always happens when I eat it on an empty stomach) and the pop (I had just brushed my teeth before leaving the house--sprite and toothpaste do not go well together), it was still totally worth it!

Chinatown

Yesterday I ventured down to Chinatown. I'm trying to experience all parts of the city before I leave. I've been in the vicinity of Chinatown before, but never realized how far it spreads. The map above shows it being just those parts in brown, but that's very misleading. It extends all the way from the Brooklyn Bridge to the Manhattan Bridge in my opinion. When I was walking around in the area all the signs were in Chinese characters, the food was Chinese, the people were Chinese. It was really quite cool, to feel like I was in a different place and yet I was still in New York. And that is why New York is awesome.

I also went to Little Italy, and when compared to Chinatown is kind of a let down. It's basically a street full of Ristorante Italianos and gelato carts. Which isn't bad, because I sure love me some gelato and cannollis, but it's not quite the immersion experience as Chinatown is. You sort of get the feeling that Little Italy is just there for the tourists, whereas Chinatown is an area where people actually live and work and socialize (although they still have many touristy shop places along Canal Street).

Here's a few pics from the day:

I love the juxtaposition of the Chinese lettering next to the very American Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robbins sign.

Everything had signs in English and Chinese. Very cool.

If you're looking for jewelery, or cheap souvenirs, Chinatown is definitely the place to go.

P.S. I wore my pedometer yesterday--I walked 8.43 miles around Chinatown, Little Italy, Tribeca, and the Lower East Side!

Detour No More

de⋅tour

[dee-toor, di-toor]
--noun
1. a roundabout or circuitous way or course, esp. one used temporarily when the main route is closed.
2. an indirect or roundabout procedure, path, etc.



I'm going home. I wouldn't give up my New York experience for anything, but it was just a detour, a necessary detour. I needed to get away and pursue what I thought it was I wanted to do. And now I'll never have to regret and wonder what could've been. I did it, I lived here, I pursued my dreams, and in the process got different dreams. This is a choice I feel really good about and I'm excited to get back on the right road.

I'm leaving next week. I'm renting a truck (again) and am trying to work out a plan where I take some people's things to Denver in exchange for gas and the cost of the truck. I plan on taking an out-of-the-way path so I can see some states I haven't been to yet. But I will be passing through Kansas and Colorado, and I do plan on stopping to visit friends and family!

I realize this might be a shock to some of you, just as my news that I was moving to New York was a shock. I tend to keep my feelings and plans to myself until I've made a firm decision. And I didn't fully decide this til Monday.

I'll definitely miss the city and all that it is. It was exactly what I needed at the time, but now it's time for me to move on.

Soundtrack to My Life

I have finally added a music playlist to my blog. I really love music, and even though I can't sing or play an instrument, I have a deep connection with music. I never fail to find a way to relate every song I hear to my own life, and have a way of being moved by music.

So here's some little tidbits on the songs I chose:

Spinning by Jack's Mannequin
--when I got their cd and first heard this song I immediately loved it. Especially the line, "Be patient I am getting to the point."

The Remedy (I Won't Worry) by Jason Mraz
--this song used to be the ringtone for my phone. I love when he goes into, "...and I---, I won't worry my life away. When I fall in love I take my time, There's no need to hurry when I'm makin' up my mind." This song should be my anthem, but unfortunately, I do worry my life away.

Viva la Vida by Coldplay
--I hate Coldplay. But when this song came out I inexplicably loved it. I really don't know why. I just really love the beat and sound of the song. "I know St. Peter will call my name." Favorite part of the song. I still hate Coldplay.

Falling Slowly by Glenn Hansard and Marketa Irglova from the movie "Once"
--this song is just beautiful

Obladi, Oblada (Life Goes On) by The Beatles
--this might possibly be my favorite Beatles song, and I didn't even know it was their song til about two years ago! It's such a happy, jaunty little song that you can't help but like it. Plus, Desmond and Molly--I love when a song tells a story.

Push, Downfall by Matchbox Twenty
--Push was the song that made me a fan of Matchbox Twenty, back when they were Matchbox 20. I bought their first cd and have been a huge fan ever since. I've seen them in concert four times, which is why I include the live version of Downfall. You know those bands that you see live and they sound not quite like they do on their cd? Not true with Matchbox. Rob is amazing live and they sound better live than on the cd! One thing the cd version has going for it, though, is the backing of a gospel choir when it gets to the chorus.

You are the Best Thing by Ray Lamontagne
--this isn't my favorite Ray Lamontagne song, but for some reason Hannah, which is my favorite, is not available. This song is very musically different from Hannah, but I still like it very much. Doesn't it just make you wanna get up and dance?!

Almost Honest by Josh Kelley
--I heard this track one day working at the Crew. For some reason I just like it. There's something sweet and melancholy about it.

Flowers for Mom

It's Mother's Day, and since I'm 2000 miles away from my mom and can't exactly give her flowers, I post these pictures that I took in the village.




My mom loves lilacs. Our house in Pocatello had a lilac bush in the backyard and I used to pick flowers from it and put them on my mom's pillow. Happy Mother's Day!!

The Start of the Summer Movie Season

Warning: Some of the links (Harry Knowles and Michael Bay) drop the f-bomb, so click on them at your own risk! I do not endorse swearing.

Yesterday I boldly went to a place I had never gone before. Yep, I went to my very first Star Trek Movie in a theater. Not only was it my first Trek movie in theater, it was also my first Star Trek movie ever! Even though my sister had found some sort of fascination with the world that is Star Trek, making me watch episodes with her on our single tv and owning all of the films, not to mention her Star Trek: Insurrection poster she hung in her room, I never had any desire to join the ranks of even a casual Trekker.

But then something happened at the beginning of the Summer Movie Season that changed everything. An unfinished print of X-Men: Wolverine was leaked, and although I never watched it, I did read some of the reviews of the work. My fervor was swayed, and I ultimately ended up deciding that it would not be the film for me. Meanwhile, Star Trek was getting some pretty good buzz and reviews. I had already decided that I would wait to see it, if ever, until it went to a dollar theater (and since there are none of those in New York, it'd either have to wait til I was in Utah visiting...or never). But something had to fill the void left by Wolverine, and everyone, from hardcore fans to Harry Knowles to the New York Times were saying it was a good film for newcomers and oldcomers alike.


Trekkies Bash New Star Trek Film As 'Fun, Watchable'

So I fell victim to the buzz and decided, on a whim while walking by the theater, to buy a ticket for the Friday morning show for the $6 Manhattan "matinee" price. The theater filled up nicely, although it wasn't sold-out like the first showing for The Dark Knight last year. And thankfully, there was no one dressed up in full trekkie gear. And while there was some cheering and clapping, it was oddly reserved for a crowd seeing a film on opening day. Maybe it was just too early, but I really love the way an audience can get into a movie and really make it that much more exciting.

And while I wasn't completely mesmerized by the movie like I was sorta hoping I would be, it was a good summer movie that I think will hold up quite well with other summer blockbusters. It's certainly better than a lot of other movies I've seen in the summer months. Being helmed by JJ Abrams, the man behind Felicty, Alias, Lost, and Mission Impossible: III, I knew it couldn't suck completely like some awful Michael Bay pic. Being new to the whole Star Trek canon, I was really fascinated by the relationship between Spock and Kirk, and Spock in and of himself. His use of logic over emotion seemed, actually, quite logical. And I loved the actor's delivery of the lines; so much so that I think I might have a small crush on him. I know that Kirk is supposed to be the leading and ladies man, and he's definitely nice to look at, but he's a bit too cocky for my tastes. Give me those pointy ears and weird eyebrows! And just you don't think I'm crazy, here's Spock and the actor in real life:



So tell me--what movies are you excited to see this summer?

Fruit From the Street

One of the great things about New York is that you can buy pretty much anything right off the street--pretzels, water, jewelry, shoes, books, art, clothing, umbrellas, handbags, scarves, sunglasses, newspapers, kebabs, bagels, coffee, sheets, toys, flowers. But the best is fruit. It's always much cheaper than what you'd buy at a store. Strawberries 2 (and sometimes 3) for $5. Avocados for a dollar. But the best deal is bananas--5 for $1. It just so happened that I had a dollar in my pocket today as I passed by one...

A Desk Indeed

I'm currently sitting at the library, the New York Public Library for the Performing Arts. I don't have a desk, so instead I do all my computer work on my bed. This is not ideal. The bed is for sleeping, not working, and henceforth I usually tend to not get anything done when I'm at home. Too many distractions while sitting on that bed. And so, since it would be silly to buy a desk at this not-sure-where-I'm-going-but-probably-moving-somewhere stage of my life, I have made a trip to the library to rid myself of distractions. And to get outside in the city and experience the rain-free and warm weather.

Now I can actually sit at a chair while typing. I can have my back straight instead of hunched over. And while there are some distractions (I'm a people-watcher), it's still better than my bed. And it's such a beautiful building and area--one of my favorites of the city--nestled in with the Met, Juilliard and the Manhattan Temple right across the street, that I couldn't ask for anything better. Well, perhaps for the construction noise outside to go away....

Sliding Doors

The Virgin Megastore at Union Square is going out of business, maybe because of the recession and such, and is subsequently having a huge "Going out of Business Sale!" Everything in the store is discounted 20%. I was purposely avoiding going into the store, knowing that if I did I would inevitably buy something and then feel remorseful (I suffer from extreme buyer's remorse on just about everything; I bought a booklet of stamps today and felt remorse). But after talking with my friend Raul, who had just come from there, I decided to make a stop after leaving a hectic day at the theater with the festival.

I'm glad to say I made it out with only spending $4.30. It helped that, even though everything was an extra 20% off, it's still all priced very high. They also didn't have the items that I was really looking for, such as Pushing Daisies season 2 or Sex and the City season 3, which was actually a good thing. And after looking through their vast collection of movies and cds, I realized that there really wasn't anything I had to have. Plus, I'm hoping that if I wait a little bit longer, the percentage off will raise to 40, perhaps even 50% off!

But when I came across Sliding Doors, priced at "A New Low Price!" of $5.00, I thought, "Why not?" For anyone not familiar, the movie is about one woman's life and the different path it could go on if she had missed the sliding doors of the tube (the underground transit system in London) or if she doesn't miss the doors. The movie splits into two parallel narratives, one where she did make the doors and got home to find her boyfriend in bed with someone else, and the other where she didn't make the doors and subsequently got mugged, went to hospital, and got home much later, thus missing the affair. Her life goes in two completely different paths based solely on her getting/not getting through the sliding doors.



Being a subway rider myself, and having missed the train by just mere seconds before, I'm always thinking that if I had just walked a little faster, or had not walked back into my room to grab something I had forgotten, that I would've made the train. And then it sets off a domino effect of what would've happened if I was on the train that I missed. Maybe I missed it for a reason. Maybe that train will be the last one before a big track delay. Maybe the train I missed had a friend on it, or a pickpocketer that would've gotten me. Maybe I'll now be late because I missed the train. Maybe now I'll miss some accident that happens. All because I missed the train.

And, wouldn't ya know it, the episode of How I Met Your Mother tonight was also about the little choices that cause you to go a certain way.

I can't get the video to embed, so here's the link so you can watch it.

http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/video/video.php?cid=544192181&pid=K5zobE7kVfS_hNNRUsAPB5Os2bbL6RBL&play=true&cc=

After this, the whole episode recounts why Ted made the choices he did once he stepped outside--why he almost went right but then went left, why he stopped at the magazine rack, why he went down 77th and gave money to a homeless man--and how those small, seemingly insignificant choices, made it so he missed the light and therefore was there waiting when that chick tapped his shoulder. I love this show for many reasons, and one of them is Ted and I'm sort of like him.

So yes, I believe that the small choices we make, such as going right instead of left, or missing the train, will make some sort of effect on my life. Maybe not in a big, cataclysmic, life-changing way, but maybe...

By the way, I haven't watched How I Met Your Mother for a couple months; I felt like it wasn't quite as funny as it used to be. But tonight was classic HIMYM and I laughed out loud numerous times.

The Festival

The craziness that is the Tribeca Film Festival ended today. For the past eleven days this place was my new home:
But now it's all over, and it's that insane mix of happiness and sadness. You work with these people--fellow PBLs, projectionists, Theater Managers, volunteers, Chris and Sara--for eleven days straight, spending gross amounts of time with them in small projection booths, that you become a sort of extended family. It's like the last day of camp.

This year was different than last year. Not better or worse, just different. For many reasons. I was the only returning PBL from my venue. Although I missed some of the people from last year, the peeps I worked with this year were just as awesome (Raul, Theresa, Mike, Katie and Sean--you guys rock!). Most of the projectionists were all the same, and it was nice to see them and have them remember me. They are all cool guys, if a little crazy (in a good way) from being in a projection booth for far too long.

I still didn't really get to see any movies, (there were a few I tried watching from the window in the booth, but it's not really the best way) which is where Sundance gets a huge leg up. But my work with Tribeca is very different from Sundance. Here my work is behind the scenes; I don't deal with the public, filmmakers, publicists or anyone besides the projectionists and other PBLs. And when I did have to deal with someone from the public or a filmmaker, it was always over the walkie as a relay person. It's very nice to be working Back of House as opposed to Front of House.

The drawback, though, is that you don't get to see any of the famous people out stumping for their films. I'm always up in the booth and hardly ever out on the floor with the theater, and when I need to get to another theater I usually take the back stairs to avoid the crowds of people. But I was the PBL for Rudo y Cursi, a film that also showed at Sundance, starring Gael Garcia Bernal and Diego Luna. As soon as the Q&A was over and my work was done, I headed down to the theater so I could catch them leaving. They walked out and all sorts of people were taking pictures of them on their phones and recording their every moment. I felt a little sad for them. Not too sad, though, because they both looked a little...not all there.


So now I'm done. And once again unemployed, er, in between jobs.