I will be off line and only be checking in sporadically the next week (okay…I hear the screaming and clapping and all the joyous ruckus out there - now cut it out.) Judy and I are flying out to California today for 8 days of vacation fun together and three days of fellowship with a bunch of old Navy pals. It is my ship’s reunion being held in San Diego this year.
However, the trip is not without its woes. Well, woes for me. I will be traveling with more pussy than I care to deal with. Let me explain.
Due to some scheduling cancellations and other shit, we are having to fly into Los Angeles’ LAX.
My daughter, Dr Amber, found out we were going to LA and wanted us to help her out. A man here committed suicide. I know…tough, right? Well, this unfortunate dumb ass had two cats that he had imported or something and he loved them very much (though not enough to say alive for, I guess) and his family in California wanted them. For some reason the airlines wouldn’t let Amber ship them as cargo. Something to do with the heat in the cargo hole before take off and stuff. Any meow, they would let them go as carry-on luggage. Sooooo, here is Step-Dad and Mom going exactly where the little shits needed to go. The family paid for the trip and we get to take them.
After the meet-up, we are driving to Long Beach to see my old homeport when I was stationed there. I am looking forward to that.
Then on Tuesday we are driving on down to San Diego where we will be staying here…
I have a board meeting Tuesday afternoon (I have been ask to be the Director of Communication for the organization.) Then we will spend Wednesday in Balboa Park and the Zoo.
The reunion is over Sunday morning and we will drive back up to LA to see a few sites. I want to see the La Bsra Tar Pits and some other tourist traps stuff. Then we will fly back home Monday night, getting into ATL around five in the morning.
So, I will be checking in and maybe even commenting, but not everyday (I don’t think). Any loneliness, I will be thinking about you and missing you guys. So don’t post any good stuff till I get back, okay. Thanks! I knew I could count on you.