It Never Rains in Southern California

I don't know about y'all, but I think I was lied to!

So, last we spoke, I was on my way to Denver. Can I just tell you that I have never, NEVER, moved so quickly through security in all of my life. I fly. on average, around four times a year, and this time was so smooth and perfect! I now only fly Southwest Airlines, because they are the most customer friendly and don't come with all of the other nonsense that surrounds the other airlines. I changed my flight to fly out of Vegas instead of LA, and they didn't charge me a fee. I only had to pay the difference, which is incredible compared to how all of the other airlines want you to pay a $150 fee to switch your flight. Not to mention, that Southwest doesn't charge for checked bags. That is just great service!

Anyway, I printed out my early check-in and I carried on my luggage. I also didn't wear anything that would set off the metal detector and voila! I was in and at my gate in about 5 minutes. Honestly, the part that took the longest, was walking to my gate. The Vegas airport is big y'all. Texas sized.

I went to Denver and had a lovely time. I did some site seeing and spent time with great friends. It was much needed and very welcomed. The weather was great, and then I boarded a plane and landed in LA, where the weather is admittedly, not so great. I don't know if you guys have been watching the news or not, but wow. Wow! This rain is serious. It's raining like it's April in Philly. People are being evacuated from their homes because of mudslides. It's really a lot to just walk into. I didn't know that it was this intense. Oh well, I'm only here for a couple of days and then it's back to Vegas. Although, I hear that they are getting the same rain.

Well my friends, I trust that you all are dry and warm. PS - Is any one else concerned that January is already almost over?!

Going to Denver Tomorrow

I have two friends who live in Denver, and I will be going to visit them tomorrow. I haven't been there to see them since Thanksgiving, 2005. This is not be confused with not having seen them, because I've met up with them in different cities in the past few years.

I'm a little interested to see what travel entails these days. I haven't flown since the beginning of September, and as we are all aware, someone has since tried to blow us up. Due to this recent event, the security has been heightened and now new procedures are put in place. Well, I had the last system down to a "t". I mean, I didn't wear anything that would set the metal detectors off, I had the easiest shoes to slip off and on, and my outfit would still be cute, yet comfortable enough to sleep in. (Yes, I sleep on the plane. For those of you who are not aware of my gift, I will blog about it one day.) I had mastered flying. And now, I'm told that the new security system is a bit invasive. Invasive how? Should I wear the nice panties? That kind of invasive? Or should I suddenly become aware that I slacked on the crunches for the past two weeks? I'll let you know and keep you posted. Either way, I'm wearing nice underwear and sucking my stomach in, just in case!

With that being said, I doubt that I will be blogging for a few days, but I will let you know how the Denver, Colorado trip goes. Hmmm.....you know, I am in sunny Vegas and have been enjoying temperatures in the 60s all winter. Perhaps going to visit friends in Denver in the mid of winter was poor planning on my part. Luckily, having spent the past four winters in Philly left me prepared with proper winter gear. Yes, the scarf and gloves are packed! Talk to you in a few days!!!!!!

Solving Murders in My Sleep

Have you ever found yourself in the middle of an activity and just stopped and said to yourself, "what am I doing?" Well, that was me all last week. You see, the computer went away on a week long hiatus to be outfitted for more memory, and I was on the end of my illness and confined to my home. That left very little for me to do, outside of read, text/talk on the phone and watch back to back to back episodes of CSI every day. And not one of the lame knock offs; the real one that takes place here, in Vegas. Needless to say, I would sleep in, and when I woke up, I would turn the tv on to the Spike channel and proceed to help the crime scene investigators find their murderer. Come to find out, I'm pretty freaking good at it.

So this was my routine for four days straight: wake up, CSI, other tv, bed. Pretty lame if you ask me, and I was the one doing it. And as it happened, I was the person having the out of body experience staring back at me wondering why I was wasting my life away like that. If I was in the movie "Seven" or "Saw", I would have been targeted for being so lazy and for my lack of contribution to society. It was disgusting. I was disgusted, but I couldn't turn away. It wasn't until I dreamed of solving crimes twice in a row, that I decided to take a stand.

The computer found its way home on Sunday, which allowed me to continue the job search and do some creative writing this week. I feel so much better about myself now that I am not parked in front of the tv. My dreams have returned to their normal state of creative confusion, which I will welcome anytime over solving murders in my sleep.

My Snuggie and Me

Hello All! I trust that everyone had a lovely Christmas. I certainly did.

My family's Christmas has always been more of a celebration of Jesus' birth, than a present exchange; so I never expect to get a gift at Christmas. It's still a great time of year because I get to be with family, eat great food and watch a lot of television. Well this year, I woke up and was calling around wishing people a Merry Christmas, and during a phone call break, my mom asked if I saw what she put in my room. "No", I replied. All the while wondering why she would have gotten me something and what it could have possibly been. I entered my room cautiously, still not fully comprehending what was going on. I'd been jobless for 4 months now and pretty dependent on my parents for survival. That was present enough in my mind. I opened the bag and immediately started to giggle when I pulled out the box inside. My giggle soon turned to a full blown laugh. "A Snuggie", I yelled from my room. I grabbed the box and ran into the kitchen. "You got me a Snuggie!" My mom explained that she had been out shopping and saw them on sale and felt moved to get me one.

Needless to say, my Christmas consisted of me laying on the couch, engulfed by the warmth my new best friend, the blue Snuggie, provided me. I happily enjoyed the luxuries of channel changing, texting and drinking all while still "under" my blanket. "Brilliant", I thought as I texted close friends to boast about my new Snuggie. I looked and felt like a Jedi Knight.

One friend responded, "How will you ever get a job, now that you have a Snuggie?" A legitimate question indeed. Obviously, I've left the couch since receiving the Snuggie, but it was hard. It will certainly be harder to go to work all day! I'm reminded of an episode from 30 Rock, where Tina Fey's character is sitting at her desk in her Snuggie. It makes so much sense now! And to all you skeptics who have said things like, "Isn't it just a robe?" Or "I heard that it was just an over-sized blanket." I'll have you know that my Snuggie is neither a robe nor an over-sized blanket. It is a gift from God!!

My wise friend Gwyn once told me that someone's lack of understanding in a particular situation is just because it is something that they haven't experienced yet. So for all of you nay sayers, you just haven't experienced the Snuggie yet. Ah....the Snuggie.

Merry Christmas!!!!!

I started to write, and it was getting entirely too political for my taste. So, I deleted everything and decided to just keep it breezy.

My hope is that everyone finds themselves as blessed as me this holiday season. Hopefully you are sharing Christmas with family and/or friends. Eat, drink and be merry. And may God bless us, every one.

Merry Christmas y'all.

Ricky Gervais

I was watching 60 Minutes on Sunday, and they did an interview with Ricky Gervais. Now, if you're anything like me, then that name does not ring a bell. But, after seeing him, I immediately knew who he was.

I haven't always been the biggest fan of British comedy, but every now and again, a few shows will strike my fancy. Who's Line is it Anyway, Absolutely Fabulous and The Office. Well come to find out, Ricky Gervais not only starred in the British version of The Office, he wrote the bloody thing! Mind blowing! So, here I was, completely enthralled in the interview and everything he said made sense. Granted, these are things that I had been thinking, but it helps to have them validated by someone who actually experienced it.

He worked a serious of dead end office jobs that he hated, and one day, his friend asked him to help write a tv show about an office setting. Low and behold, the show gets picked up, not only in Britain, but in a ton of countries, and, AND, he gets paid for all of them! He wrote the show at 40, and is now 48 years old and completely baffled by how his life has turned out.

In listening to this interview, I started to think about the things that I've experienced and the experiences that are yet to come. God willing, I won't have to wait another 10 years to have my show picked up. But everyday that I'm not acting, is another day where I have an experience to add to a script. At one point, Ricky Gervais said he asked his girlfriend why he didn't think to do all of this sooner. She responded, "Because it wouldn't have worked." Simply put. He wouldn't have been able to create that show without the 20 years of office experience. Seeing that interview reminded me to stay encouraged. God has a plan for me and it's playing out.

Seriously?

Hello Everyone! I know that I've been gone for a while. All I can say is that I started working on another project, downloaded a virus onto the computer and have been gallivanting around Cali. I'm currently at my aunt's house in the Bay Area and enjoy daily walks on the beach. But there is something that has been on my mind and I feel that I must blog about it.

I like to watch the BBC news because I feel that it is less contaminated than the commercialized news we get. However, yesterday as I was happily learning about wordly matters, the BBC did something that disgusted me. They began to report on the Tiger Woods incident. Really? BBC? But why? And they were saying the same things that the other stupid channels were saying. "He still hasn't said why he was in the car." "He is only being fined $164." "By not commenting, he is only fueling the fire."

Who are these people? Why does it matter? How does anyone think that they have a right to know what happened? We are not entitled to anything, and I'm glad that he's keeping his mouth shut. And, to top it all off, I was so upset that I decided to watch the news in Spanish...yeah, you know where this is going! To make a long story short, I ended up turning off the tv. The Spanish news! Seriously!

Tiger Woods is human just like the rest of us, and at any given moment, we could lose control of our car and back into a tree. He didn't have any alcohol in his system and his wife was by his side when he was hurt. What more do these people need. Whatever happened is between him and his wife. I'm just so heated right now.