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“Strangest thing… there was a cat on my face this morning when I woke up.”

“Really? A cat? ...but you don’t have a cat.”

“Yeah. I think it shit in my mouth.”

This past week has been a blur… especially the weekend. There was a nice sushi experience at Redfish with G-Money, lots of work stuff with Micah starting as the new Enterprise SE since I moved to a dedicated SP role, not nearly enough Team Fortress 2 (because it just rawks), iTunes m4a to mp3 conversion frustrations, the comedic circus antics on me trying to assemble my 7 foot Photoflex octodome softbox alone (thanks for the assist, Ed), and various other tidbits I’m too tired to type about tonight. I started America on the Move again as a shot-in-the-dark stab at getting motivated for the gym again when I’m not so wimpy about my eyes… which are healing just fine by the way. Friday night was the Alice in Chains/Velvet Revolver show at the Woodland’s Pavilion. I ended up watching a lot of it from the concession area because the 11th row seat I was ticketed for made my eyes uncomfortable (due to the excessive vibration from the sound waves being thrust upon the crowd by the mountain of speakers… ghey, I know). There were a lot of people at the concert that I knew, but we all didn’t sit together… Barrett, Jennifer, Georgia, Mike, Nikki, Jeff, Donna, James and his girlfriend of the week. AIC was great, but I didn’t really care much for the rest of the show. Afterwards, a small contingent of peops gathered at Boulevard behind Sam’s Boat for cocktails. It was great to finally meet Mike’s girlfriend and see Donna and Jeff again. Good times. I was invited to and attended Johnna and Sammy’s anniversary dinner at Perry’s on Saturday night. I really enjoyed the meal and conversation. It was nice of them to include me in their special day. Anniversaries should be celebrated… you never know when you might wake up and never have another one. Georgia took me to this place called The Howling Coyote afterwards. The had live music (a good thing), cold beer (another good thing), and we were probably the youngest folks in there other than the waitstaff (an unusual treat). Chevelle is playing Stubb’s Bar-B-Q in Austin on the 18th. I have pseudo-access to 8 tickets thanks to Ted pulling the trigger as soon as we heard, but I’m not sure how many are spoken for yet. I can’t wait… I lurv those guys. In a stroke of good fortune, I was able to attend the sold-out season finale at Minute Maid Park today. James had two extra tickets to the Astro’s last home game and last game of the year. More significantly, it was Craig Biggio’s last game before retirement. He spent his entire MLB career loyal to the Houston Astro’s and ended 20 years of professional baseball having never played for another club. He was a loved and respected icon in Houston’s pro-sports family. When he rounded the diamond and paused at the dugout entrance for the last time… reflecting for a moment that this is his last trip off the field and down those steps… you could look around and see the tears rolling down cheeks from fans of all ages. It was emotional for even fair-weather fans as it was clear just how much he contributed to the team and the community when witnessing the reaction of the stadium in that moment. Minute Maid booked record attendance today with 43,823 fans turning out to watch B G O retire. I’m tired. I had a busy week and a really nice weekend, but I’m ready for a nap. It’s time.