Odometer 11903 Mi Temp 45 F 2:02 PM "Brocation"

As I was reading the news online this morning (yes, I read.) I stumble upon this article of the travel section.

This is exactly what I need: A brocation.

No thinking about my static job; away from this girl I can't stop thinking about; and general overall lost of direction I've feeling lately.

Now, I can take it up with the dudes North Shore Mountain Biking, but I think I'll stick with a more realistic Baja CA Whale Cruise.

I'm feeling better already!

Odometer 11512 Mi Temp 31 F 7:31 PM "Join the Family"

I have an addiction.

It's been one that been on going for two weeks. What started out as an innocent game application have turned into a constant need to play Mafia Wars on Facebook. While I'd like to think Meghan aka "Don MK" is the blame for roping me into this but really it's my fault for entering the syndicate "crime world." I get mad when people make off with my cash. I love it when I get bonus points for mastering jobs. And like any good family, the occasional visit to the Godfather.

I can't stop.

I always had a fasincation with the Godfather. I suppose most guys are (if they tell you otherwise they're lying). What's not to love? Mobsters, buying the cops, owning your chain of Italian restaurants, ratting out then whacking off the rival family and be on time back in time for dinner. "It's not personal, it's business!" Simple yet so effective.

Here's one classic scene....




And I get to live all of this in my online world (I have yet venture into second life and having my own avatar nor I do plan to, not unless I don't plan on EVER meeting anyone in real life!)

I invite you to join my family. And remember "Leave the gun, take the cannoli."

Odometer 11395 Mi Temp 47 F 2:00 PM "Takeout"

What I learn from lunch today:


Fortune cookie slip:

Front

"shu" "cai" meaning vegetable in Chinese.

Back

"If the cake is bad, what good is the frosting?"

Translation:

My best guess: "If person's bad on the inside, what good are his looks on the outside"


Somehow I doubt the folks at Wonton Foods INC. spend that much time thinking of it's meaning. Maybe they just love frosting....ummm...frosting...I think I'm gonna get eat that cupcake now.

Odometer 10944 Mi Temp 44 F 11:56 PM "Hungry?"

If you're ever in NYC and near Chinatown, I recommend stopping by Big Wong Restuarant.

Here's what you can expect:

Hot fresh food deliver under 5 minutes.

Non-existing customer service.

Best fried crullers EVER!

Long but a reasonable wait line.

Loud and obnoxious locals.

Quiet but curious visitors.

Try the wonton noodle soup, then venture you way up to traditional salt pork and thousand year old egg congee (porridge).

And dirt cheap prices.

BEST FOOD EVER! And one reason I'll ever consider moving to the Big Apple.

Odometer 10700 Mi Temp 24 F 8:45 AM "Power Slide"

Due to our recent snow storm, and the fine work of contractors that seem to pile on snow at the most inconvenient of places; I find myself wishing to park my car between the wide ample spaces that is the snowbank and the Altimas.


Now if you are going to parallel park, you have to do it right....








If I only had I have better insurance and didn't suffer from Chionophobia.

Odometer 10070 Mi Temp 25 F 7:05 PM "The Hammer"

My car is old. It has over 10k on it. I originally plan a celebration for it...flashing light, sounding the horn, etc. But I missed it somewhere over I-84.

When I did finally noticed this over the potholes of Bristol, it was too late. However, to make up for it, I danced (in my get down, funky Egyptian-John Travolta style) to this tune. Appropriate really.





Yes I'm a dork.

Yes, it was captured by the CCTV at the McD's Drive-Thru.

Yes, the car will need to be traded in.

Odometer 9824 Mi Temp 32 F 6:45 AM "Serenity Now!"

Alright, I'm not a big Seinfeld fan but this scene is fitting from what I've been feeling recently...



My car is just about the only place I can be alone with my thoughts so it was such a sign of relief when I only found a bit of serenity as driving home, alone, between Rt 4 and 6 in Farmington at 6:45 Sunday morning, especially given one of the best and worst week I can remember. It'a the best time to drive really. I'm the only car on the road, streets are completely quiet, green lights straight through, and smooth jazz playing gently in the background. The sun slowly rising over skyline and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. All it was missing was a cup of coffee. I wish I can have these type of morning more often. Hopefully the eternal optimistic in me says there will be.