Life Lesson #1089 : Red Bull really does give you wings

Life Lesson #1090 : Don’t drink Red Bull on a work night.

I stumbled upon an entertaining flash “tutuorial” about Learning to Dance with Napoleon Dynamite. It was entertaining not because I hadn’t ever seen the movie or revel in his sweet dancing moves, but I never knew there were names for all of his moves.  I bring this up because Vegas is a mere week away and when Jason and I drink and end up in strange bars with thumping music, we tend to pull out some of the classics… i.e. “The Lawnmower”, “The Shopping Cart”, “The Bus Driver”, “The Chainsaw”, etc.  Well now I can add an entire new set of moves.  Watch out, I’ll be studying this intently. You can bet they’ll be out at the wedding too.

Well, I hope to say that Windows has crapped the bed one last time for me today.  I have no idea what happened other than I was trying to update my ipod, it never got recognized, and windows never was able to reboot properly.  I am dual booting and I upgraded my copy of ubuntu to fiesty fawn, which I must say went very well.  I think I’ll keep the windows install around until I am sure I don’t need it anymore, and then I’ll make the switch for good.  I suppose there is always wine in those emergency situations or for any .net development that might be needed at home.  While I don’t call myself a novice linux user, one thing I haven’t really done is use the desktop a lot.  I run a linux server for my websites and some development, but haven’t had the need for the desktop until now.  I’ll keep everyone posted on the struggles and hopefully, ultimately the switchover.

Tina and I bought our wedding bands today.  Nothing shocking as far as price goes, which is good because that usually happens when you take Tina shopping.  We should have ‘em within the next two weeks.  Check one more off the list. Invitations are also printed and at home.  Most of the assembly is done (the inner envelopes, and the inner announcment).  I think the announcement needs to be glued/taped to the inner envelope and then the inner envelope stuffed with all the goodies.  We should be good to go then.  Now if we can only get those damn cupcakes and the pig spit taken care of.

Tina informed me last night that we have 100 days before the wedding. It sure seems to be coming up fast. While it feels like we have just about everything taken care of I don’t feel like I can coast along quite yet. There are few ends that need to be tied up. We gotta purchase the wedding bands, book transportation, send out the invites, pick up the marriage license, get the pig and the spit for the roast… hmm my head is starting to spin thinking about all of this.

Let me move on to something a little more pressing… Vegas in 13 days! Think “Very Bad Things” without the “Rainman” suite, and the coke, and the hooker, and the killing, and that’s pretty much what we’ve got. I’ve got big plans to lounge at the pool and get smoked out in the warm intense sun of early April in Las Vegas. I plan on hitting Gilly’s for some bikini bull riding as well. After that, it’s wherever the lights take me. I’m pumped, Dan says he’s ready for some poker, and J says his recent birthday gifts have him pimped out for a Vegas weekend, and Mason doesn’t tell me much about what his plans are, and Big Tuna wanked out, and Chris is “still deciding”. Let’s get it on!