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April 07, 2005

Who Do I Know in New Orleans?

I have been run ragged the past few days. I'm rather amazed just looking at myself in a state of run down disrepair. I actually have an unruly stack of papers on my desk that's been there for two days. This is obscene.

I have kids' papers to review, a sister's PC to finish upgrading and my room is a mess. I have to pay bills, do a couple loads of laundry and find my other pair of glasses. Most importantly, I have a big proposal to get out today and I'm not sure what all goes in it. It's basically a number and a promise, but there are a thousand details. I just keep running out of time.

It's the damned commute. I've got a customer in San Diego and I'm on the road from 5 to 6 hours a day just getting back and forth. It's cutting into my life like a rusty knife.

But I can tell you that a small revolution is under way. All I can say is that it should send small shockwaves through several nodes of the blogosphere. Actually, there are three bloggy dealings that should come to fruition pretty soon that are all good. Damn. I gotta do that too.

At the end of this week, we're going to do the typical family vacation thing which is head in three different directions. The boy is going with biomom on a cruise, the spousal unit and the giggle girls are also going on a separate and unequal cruise. Me, I get to go to lovely New Orleans, where it has been confirmed that everybody I'm related to will have abandoned for spring break. The good news is that I will make reunions with a bunch of old professional cronies. The bad news is that they'll all be old professional cronies, plus I don't give a rat's ass about golf these days, and I'm quite sure that I cannot crawl the French Quarter like I did 13 years and 40 pounds ago.

So what's a brother to do? Eat, I suppose. Plus I'll have some time to catch up on my writing which you can plainly see has devolved to the first person, not that I'm an unintersting subject. But I would like to know if there are any bloggers out there from New Orleans who wouldn't mind giving me a cultural geographic tour of the joint. I know that my mother's side of the family is from there, but I haven't looked at the place in the daylight of middle age or, actually in the daylight. I'll drive. I'll have a full-size National automobile, and I promise to wear deodorant and grin a lot.

Anyway, I'm sure this conference will be interesting enough, what with all the powerpoint presentations and marketing announcements. It's not like it's a hobby, this is how I make a living. On the other hand, I'd like to do a little living. It's the only spring break I get.

Posted by mbowen at April 7, 2005 07:58 AM

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Posted by: Chap at April 7, 2005 10:09 PM