Princess Glenda

so i’m not working at costco anymore.
i know, i know. but it’s not like i have yet another new job, i have an old job. Restoration Hardware offered me a full-time position at a different mall soooo… whatever.
i just went on one of my infamous, spontaneous, decide where to go one day, throw your bags -and Kylie- in the car the next day and hit the road! this time to new mexico (less than thrilling, but vegas was too fuckin’ hot!). so we made it a pilgrimage of sorts – to Roswell, New Mexico, UFO capital of the world, and one big road-side-oddity. Which turned out to be a little dump, and Las Cruces was a little bigger dump, but we only went there for Jack in the Box so it was fruitful – Jack in the Box.. yummm. Then on a whim, and cause it was too hot for caching, we ran for the border. We crossed into Texas (yikes) drove thru El Paso, looked for a sign for Chihuahua Mexico to take a picture of Kyliedog, but when it started to look like we were already in the bario we got really scared we were going to accidentally cross the border and we wouldn’t be able to get Kylie back across without her passport or rabies verification. so we drove all the way back and stopped in Albuquerque, which wasn’t a dump it was just as hot as hell. But friends were hospitable and the fajitas were bueno!
Anywhoo.. now it seems like a blur of bad caches, sourdough jacks, and rest stops but i love a road trip – the destination is really irrelevant. here’s an online photo album with some of the highlights. like, oh yeah, we drove across a missile testing range.
so Denver’s city council just voted NOT to ban smoking in restaraunts here. god damn rednecks! they showed the meeting on the news, and i am not making this up, one of the members had a cigar sticking out the side of his mouth when he said “nay.” they said it just wasn’t reasonable to take away people’s rights (like they do in more cultured, progressive cities). you know it really shouldn’t be an issue in a civilized society knowing what we know about 2nd hand smoke. m said it would be like pouring alcoholic beverages down the throat of non-drinkers if they choose to dine out – but now that i think about it it’s more like forcing them to drink the backwash from the guy at the next table’s martini. and it’s about that repulsive. even smokers admit its a nasty habit, and if they can’t sit thru a fucking meal in consideration of those of us who would like to postpone our cancer for a few more years then let them eat at home – they can’t taste their god damn food anyway!
i have to tell you i have stunned myself at how utterly annoyed i am at this decision. it’s not really like anything was lost, i’ve been dealing with smoking in restaurants here up until this time. i don’t even eat out very often – i do however get take out like three times a week so i can eat at home and not choke! i guess that when i heard that it was up for a vote i just assumed that meant they had some common fucking sense about the issue. uuerrrgh! okay i’m gonna shut up about it now. what am i gonna do – move? my boyfriend and i made a list of cities that i would consider habitable and it was an EXTREMELY short list (and after my recent road trip, i eliminated anything south of colorado):
boston – yes
baltimore – no
new york – yes
miami – oh, no
chicago – maybe
detroit – hell no
seattle – probably
st louis – absolutely no

you get the idea…
on a more positive note, well not really positive, but less political which is at least a step in the right direction – i am totally sucked in to and thoroughly entertained by “For Love or Money.” I was a little shocked when he banished the bimbo, Kelly Ford, in tonight’s episode. By the way, according to the smoking gun .com, mr. wonderful, Rob Campos, was dishonorably discharged from the JAG corp for sexual harassment and little mary sunshine, Paige Jones, his doe-eyed, ding-dong, 21-going-on-12 likely front-runner has had multiple DUI’s AND been arrested for driving without a license AND has been sentenced to substance abuse counseling or some shit! they’ve got like four mug shots of her. so perhaps they’re meant to be. anyway, it’s fun to watch human lab rats make total asses of themselves for a measly million dollars – which, if you read the fine print which, the contestants probably did not, will be paid as an annuity over FORTY YEARS !! what a joke! after taxes that’s gotta be less than i make a year at Restoration Hardware. did i mention that i’m working there again?
okay, well this is where i came in…

Posted: Tuesday, July 1st, 2003 @ 12:28 pm
Categories: Random Crap, Rants.
Tags: Colorado, Jack In The Box, kylie, moving, Restoration Hardware, Road Trip, Roswell.
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