The Lazy Blogger

Yeah, that's me, the lazy blogger. I see that May '06 was my last post, that's damn sad. Not nearly as sad as the fact that in more than a year not much has happened.

Let's see...

My wife and I bought a Toyota FJ Cruiser. I love it, though there are a couple of nasty blind spots.

The company I've been working for for the last 24 years was sold to a corporate behemoth, much to my chagrin. I'm not really the corporate type. More of the small Mom and Pop type. And don't even get me started about the guy they put in place to run the plant. Now, if you figure I was ready to cut and run more than 3 years ago, you can imagine how I feel now.

Back in October '06 I went to Las Vegas to see Jimmy Buffett again. This time my wife was able to attend. From what I remember, it was a great show and we had a damn good time. At least that's what my wife tells me. I do recall thinking that his shows are better at outdoor venues as opposed to the indoor arenas, but indoors should not be a deterrent. Any Jimmy is better than no Jimmy. There is a rumor that he will be doing a show or two in Hollywood, after Madison Square Garden and before his return to Las Vegas. Needless to say, I'll be getting tickets.

Back in February my wife celebrated a significant birthday, though it would be ungentlemanly for me to tell you which one. To commemorate the event, I planned and expertly executed a four day weekend in San Diego. We had a nice room with a view of the ocean at Mission Bay. There was some remodeling going on at the hotel, but the work posed no real imposition. In fact, I'd stay at the hotel again. Though I'll wait until the construction is complete.

Among the festivities was a visit to the San Diego Wild Animal park, but not just any visit. I sprang for the full photo safari. This got us off the tram and onto the back of a stake bed truck. Rather than a tour around the animal paddocks, the tour takes you through the animal paddocks, well, except for the elephant and lion areas. I would have to say that by far my wife's favorites were the giraffe and the rhinoceros. We were permitted to feed both animals, but, much to my wife's disappointment, we were only allowed to pet the rhinos. It is a true test of will power not to pet a giraffe while it is eating eucalyptus leaves over your shoulder. All in all, it is an experience I would recommend for any one planning to visit San Diego.

We ended the day with dinner in Old Town, at the Cafe Coyote y Cantina. A margarita, some excellent Mexican food, and fresh, and I mean fresh, tortillas were the perfect compliment to the day. Followed by a stroll through the streets of Old Town with the one you love, who could ask for more?

We also spent a day at Sea World, I hadn't been there since I first moved to California, about 30 years ago. I don't remember Sea World having quite so many rides back then. They still have the fish, the dolphins and porpoises, and Shamu is still there (I'm pretty sure there is a Shamu at every Sea World in the country) along with some manatee and assorted other critters, but rides? I guess they needed something to compete with Lego Land besides a variety of sea life. Part of my plan for Sea World involved getting my wife in the pool (tank?) with the dolphins. No easy task, let me tell you. But, with a little encouragement and a couple of "When will you ever get this chance again?"-s, she went for. And had a blast, save for the cold water. She loved every minute of it.

But for me, my favorite critter in the park was the donkey. Dynamo. He's the official Budweiser donkey. You may remember him from the Super Bowl commercial. Weak beer, great donkey. I have a soft spot for donkeys, mules too. Don't no why,but there it is. How can anyone not love a donkey? Answer: They can't. Don't argue with me, this is my blog damn it!

Well, that's about it. The highlights so to speak. Looking back, I guess it has been a rather busy year after all. And I didn't even touch on politics. Maybe next time.

Once again I will say that I will attempt to post more often. Will I succeed? Who knows? Certainly not me.