I’ve got a body like Bugs Bunny…

Here goes nothing!

This musical theatre stuff is fuckin’ HARD, man!

Nothing is how you think it is.

This pretty much sums up how I feel right now.

OW. I got a LOT of work to do.

Thought I posted this…

I thought I posted this already… 

I did this one while on the lake in one of the few quiet moments.

SO much food!

Back!

And MAN, am I tired.

On Wednesday, we left the cabin in Wisconsin and started driving. About 9 hours later, we got to Omaha and I checked into a hotel… after searching for one for about 45 minutes. Of course, your ol’ Uncle Elvis completely didn’t think to book one. Durr.

Got into the room, took a hot shower, then flopped off on the bed, thinking to get some sleep. Yeah. Not happening. At about 2:30am, I got up and hopped on the computer, figuring I’d get some emails done, then be tired. 4am hits and I finally get to sleep, only to wake up 2 hours later to get dressed to go to the airport. 

Fly to Chicago, sneak outside for a smoke, then back in (thank GOD the security lines were fast), a quick backrub from a Bulgarian man at “The Back Rub Hub”, then off to Gate G4… only to find that my flight has been changed to K4. WHEE! FUN!

I race to the new gate, snag a Mocha Frappacino (I hate Starbucks, but I’m addicted to these!) and board.
On the flight, I get, like, 30 minutes of sleep.

JFK! Gotta love it. I walk off the plane, down the hallway and boom, I’m at the gate for Bermuda. I snag another Frappucino and sit off. We board. We wait. We wait some more. I chuck the iPod on and go over the songs for The Full Monty , then am rudely interrupted in the middle of air-guitaring the solo in “Big Black Man” by an announcement that the flight’s been “delayed” until tomorrow.

Fuck it. I get out, wait around at the gate to see if they’re going to chuck some moolah at us for a hotel room, then, when I figger out they aren’t, I boot it to a Comfort Inn. 

NOW, I can get some sleep, right?

Yeah… not so much.

I wasn’t aware that trash trucks picked up garbage ALL FRICKIN’ NIGHT!

4:30am alarm hit WAY too early, then off to the plane. 

I get in to Bermuda about 11:00.

I’ll tell you. As AWFUL as the humidity was when I got here, it is SO good to be home.

I’ll be back to normal in a bit, with everything set up.

More comics soon.

Gone fishin’! And huntin’ and hikin’ and swimmin’…

Please note the gentleman’s shirt.

GO BIG RED!

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So, I got virused. My own stupid fault.

I had to do a complete reinstall of XP after backing up everything.

Luckily, most of my data was saved, but the programs… ugh.

I’ve got most of the installers somewhere, it’s just a matter of finding them all. I’m not the most organized person in the world. Almost there.

Thanks for the advice and stuff, Slowhand. You da (computer) man!