Category: Daily Life

These are my daily rants, stories, and what not.

Parental Units

meisajDaily Life

I’ll admit. I have some pretty awesome parents.

I’m lucky in that sense. I’ve never been embarrassed by my parents. They are just genuinely nice friendly people. So when they were out to visit this last weekend it was a lot of fun.

They didn’t get in until Saturday around noon. Sam and I took them out to lunch (Aladdin’s) and then went to the Rocky River Nature Center and did some trail walking. It’s a nice view of the Cleveland area that you don’t get unless you make an effort to get there. For dinner Saturday we hit Happy Dog. Best vegan sausages (or hot dogs) and Tatter Tots ever served at a pub.

We played cards Saturday night. That’s what my family does.

Sunday we hit Coffee Pot (best hole-in-the-wall breakfast place out here), then went to the Cleveland Museum of Art for a few hours before meeting Sam’s parents at Debonne Winery, music and general outdoor awesomeness. It was the perfect slightly cloudy warm weather.

Sam and I made pizza from scratch for dinner Sunday night. We played some more cards and watched a little tv to relax. I had to work Monday, so my parents did what my parents do when they can…. they went to the casino. They also hit up the West Side Market. For dinner we all got Melt.

Tuesday morning they even made it out to the school I work at and met some co-workers before taking off for Atlantic City.

See… I don’t make plans per say when people visit, I’m actually a horrible planner. But there’s a lot more to do in Cleveland than just the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame and I do a good job of winging it. And we definitely made the best out of the time my parents were here.

20130815-065736.jpg

Robot Dreams

meisajDaily Life

01032012AJC

I had this dream that humans lived on the moon in one dome, and robots lived in another dome.  Neither could survive in the others dome, and they largely ignored each other.  Viewed from afar it had that eerie space quality, both dark and bright all at the same time.  The domes almost glowed against the gray moon landscape.  They were so close to each other they almost touched.

On this particular day it was the robot leader’s birthday.  Even though they ignored each other, it was customary to send a present to other dome.  There was no way to automatically send a present over to the other dome, so whomever (or whatever in the case of a robot) had to dress up in a special suit to survive in the other’s, horrible inhospitable dome.

I was the human sent to the robot dome with his present.  It was a typical bubble helmet suit.  The walk to the robot dome was quick, taking only a few seconds.  It was more walking across the street than to some other environment entirely.  Surprisingly, once in the dome, it looked exactly like the human dome.  I walked around the halls and rooms of the robot dome looking for something, anything to give this present to so I could go home.  But I found no one.  It was completely empty.

….. and that’s where I woke up.

It was weird.

Tired.. and its Monday

meisajDaily Life

07172012AJCThe title pretty sums it up.

And I’m sniffly for some reason… feels like allergy sniffly as opposed to sick sniffly.

But the weekend was pretty much a bust.  We missed both midnight showings (but did watch Sharknado…. awesome).  I didn’t get my long bike ride in (although Sam and I went on a nice short bike ride Saturday) and my sleep on Sunday was pretty bad thanks to a crazy (probably schizophrenic) neighbor in my apartment building was talking and screaming to himself for a good 12 hours yesterday from before the sun came up until early evening about god, the devil stealing people’s souls and how ‘gays had to die.’

I will be complaining to the leasing office this afternoon after work.

Anyways…. off to work.  I feel… outside of things right now.  Maybe because I’m tired.

It’s the old joke…

meisajDaily Life

10262011AJC

about weathermen being able to be wrong so often by so much.

Yesterday I was waiting for a break in the rain to go biking.  Around 3 the rain stopped outside my apartment, and I checked different weather forecasts (mostly Weather.com and Wunderground.com) to see if it’d hold off long enough to get a bike ride in.

Weather.com gave a 0% chance of rain from 3pm – 4pm, 5% chance of rain from 4pm to 5pm and a 20% chance of rain from 5pm to 6pm, and increasing chance of rain past that.  Wunderground was higher than that, giving a 20% chance of rain until 5pm, when it jumped up considerable to around 60% chance of rain.

However both radar and future radar showed the clouds clearing up and no rain.  I took it as a good sign that this was the best chance I’d get, and maybe I could get in 30 – 40 miles of biking in.

About a half mile in it started sprinkling.  No big deal.  Around the first mile marker it turned to downpour, and continued until I decided to cut my ride short around mile 12 and turn around.  Thankfully it let up for the ride home.

Wait.

 

No.

That’s a lie.  It seemed to pour harder the whole way home.  That pelting rain that lets you feel every drop.  That’s the rain that was going on while I was biking.

And thus… I hate the weatherman.  All of them.

But that’s just based on my personal experiences.