Fun Fact: Camels do not store water in their humps, as it
is commonly believed. The humps are actually reservoirs of fatty tissue.
Concentrating body fat in their humps minimizes heat-trapping insulation
throughout the rest of their body, which may be an adaptation to living in hot
climates.
I think I may be onto something with that opening. Definitely a strong contender. So this week was once again full of normal
things. There was nothing too exciting
so it’s time again for me to paint you a lovely word picture to make it sound
more interesting than it actually was!
For starters, my company started a FitBit competition
where everybody in the company walks and runs and our newfangled wrist bands
tell everybody else in the company how many steps we’ve taken. This is the second time they’ve done such a
competition. Last time I was in the top
20% of the participants and this time I am in the top 10 (so far… it is still
week one). So it is safe to say I might
be a little obsessed so far. It helps
that most things are within walking distance of our apartment so I’ve been
going for a run either in the morning or after work, parking in the street
about half a mile from the apartment so I get steps in the morning and walking
a mile to the gym to exercise more too. The
default goal that they give you for daily step output is 10,000 steps per
day. For most people (who work
behind a desk all day) that’s not too bad but it’s also not something you’ll
get just by coasting through the day - you have to do some sort of outside exercising
to get to that point. Last week (Sunday
to Saturday) I had a little over 175,000 steps (25k per day average) so it’s
safe to say I am putting more effort into this than I am into actually working
so far. I wanted you all to have this
background because over the next three months I may toss in a few more lines
about this.
So Sunday I pretty much just walked and ran all day -
played Frisbee again. Monday was the
same only without the Frisbee. We got
our first sample of California rain. We walked
to the supermarket and when we were inside it started raining. When we walked out it was raining so we were
literally caught in the rain. We didn’t live
that far so we were just going to walk quickly and deal with getting wet. We put our heads down and made a break for it
and by the time we got to the end of the small parking lot the rain had already
stopped. I guess that’s what rain storms
out here are like.
Tuesday we went to Wahoo Tacos and got some fish
tacos. If you plan to visit remember the
name because that’s most likely where we will take you if you want to get some delicious
fish tacos.
Wednesday was an interesting day. When we woke up on Wednesday we felt an old
familiar feeling - it was “cold.” Now I’m
not talking about “ehhhhhh I live in California and its 65 and now its cold
ehhhhh” IT WAS 57! Now I know at this
point I’m just rubbing it in but hey… you all could have moved too! Wednesday night we went to see the new Tom
Hanks movie about spies and the cold war and whatnot. It was pretty good but the beginning was kind
of slow. I may or may not have taken a 2
minute nap during it. Which brings me to
my next point that I am terrible in movie theaters now - I just can’t seem to
make it through a full movie without either going to the bathroom (situations
where I drink before) or falling asleep for part of it (situations where I don’t
drink before). The movie was called “Bridge
of Spies” and except for it being slow in the beginning I would recommend
seeing it. So now to the best part of Wednesday/Thursday/the
whole week/the whole year - the dream I had that night.
Now the dream I had is up there for one of the best
dreams I’ve ever had but unfortunately I don’t really remember all of it. I woke up in the morning (probably like
5:30am) and wrote some of it down in the blog note I started keeping on my
phone so I could remember what happened during the week but once I fully
regained awareness of my surroundings I had completely forgotten about it until
I saw the note again - then it all came rushing back. It all began when I was by myself in a
bowling alley during a rock ‘n bowl kind of scenario. This wasn’t just like a normal bowling alley
though it was a great bowling alley. Actually
I just looked at my note to make sure I didn’t miss any details and it looks
like I wrote down that I was in a fancy movie theater. This story is already getting derailed… I remember
it as a bowling alley so that’s what I’m sticking with. Either way that’s the atmosphere I remember
going on in this dream. While walking
around I went past the bar and I saw Mr. T!
Now if you know me you know that I do indeed love myself some Mr. T - so
much in fact that Nick DelSesto gave us this for a housewarming present at our
first apartment and it is still on display:
I asked the bartender of the bowling alley/movie theater
if that was really Mr. T and he said it was and that he was a regular! I was obviously so excited about it that I brought
somebody back the next day! I don’t remember who I brought so let’s say Carissa
because it’s probably good to say I dream about Carissa. Keep in mind this is
all the same dream… I managed to immediately jump ahead to the next day in my
dream. I was so excited I found out that
Mr. T was a regular I had to go up and say hi so naturally I did. When I went up to him he was dressed in full
Buffalo Bills clothing - he had a t shirt and a jacket and a baseball cap all
with the buffalo bills logo. He also didn’t
even have any of his gold on so I felt that this was an authentic meeting with
present day senior citizen Mr. T.
Anyway, he was sitting there yelling the names of drinks like “JACK AND
COKE! BUD LIGHT!” etc. so we went up and I said “sorry to interrupt but I’m a
big fan and I just wanted to say hello” so he turned to me and just started
speaking nonsense and shook my hand. I don’t
know how I could tell but it looked like he was trying really hard to squeeze
my hand and obviously since I was dreaming it didn’t hurt so I just reacted the
same way you do when an 8 year old gives you a high five and just pretended it
really hurt by exaggerating. This seemed
to make Mr. T very happy and he continued to speak nonsense to the point that I
just smiled and walked away. I remember
thinking in my dream that this interaction would make a great blog post and
then I woke up while walking away from the table. At this point I wrote the note about this
dream so I would remember to blog about the dream of me writing a blog post
about meeting Mr. T. I think dreaming
about blogging makes me officially a blogger so I think I’ve probably reached
my potential in life. I’d like to thank
everybody that helped me get to this point.
I couldn’t have become a blogging accountant without you!
Hard to top that dream this week but I’ll push through writing
this damn thing. Thursday and Friday I didn’t
do a ton. I did lots more walking for
this competition. Saturday I went for a
hike in the morning where I took the daytime pictures I posted on Facebook. It was really nice! In the afternoon we went to Los Angeles and
took the other pictures that are in the same album. We went to the Hollywood walk of fame and saw
a bunch of stars. We started taking
pictures then realized it was stupid because we were staring at hundreds of
stars (of which we knew about 15% of the people) so taking pictures of them
would probably have meant taking too many pictures. We also went to the Chinese theater where
people put their hands and feet in the cement.
All and all it was a pretty cool experience. After that we went to the Griffith
Observatory. It’s a planetarium that is
on the side of a mountain on the outskirts of LA and right next to the Hollywood
sign. It’s pretty amazing and it’s definitely
on the list of things to do when in LA. The
view alone was reason enough to go up there and those are also the pictures I posed
in the same album. We went at night and I
was taking pictures with an iPhone so obviously those pictures don’t do it
justice but yeah… next time we are definitely going to go like an hour before
sunset and just see the amazing picturesque moments unfold before our eyes.
The last thing we did in LA was go to Roscoe’s House of
Chicken and Waffles. I have a separate
note on my phone where I just write down places that are on like travel channel
or food network or something and this was a food network special. The only other thing I wrote about this place
is that I needed to try the mac and cheese.
Let me tell you. None of this was
disappointing. This is a picture of most
of what we got:
Everything was delicious and I absolutely recommend going
there after Griffith Observatory and if anybody comes and visits and wants to
go to LA for the day you can bet your ass that’s the plan for sunset.
Other things to note:
before I left RI people kept telling me how terrible pizza is in
Southern California. Now I’m going to be
honest, maybe I don’t have the highest standards but there is one type of pizza
out here that I am a big fan of and will probably be on the east coast (if it isn’t
already) in the next year for sure. There
are 3 or 4 different places out here that all do pizza the Chipotle/Subway way
where you get a thin crust pizza, walk down the row of toppings, pick what you want
and skip the rest. Then they bake your
pizza for like 5-10 minutes and call your name and BOOM custom pizza. The places I’ve tried are MOD Pizza,
Pieology, and a third one whose name I don’t recall but I can assure you it was
great. I got an 9ish inch pizza with
chicken, bacon, onions, jalapenos, and cilantro all for around $8. Well worth it. I am a big fan of this style, it’s not super Italian
like the pizza everybody is probably comparing the “crappy southern California pizza”
to but I think it was delicious none-the-less.
I didn’t take a picture of it before I ate it… sorry.
Have a good week everybody! Until next time - may your poops be plentiful! (Might
be my new sign off)
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