Travel Sick

I’m leaving tomorrow. Again.

This time I’m headed out to Phoenix, AZ and I’ll be there until next Friday. And I’m still sick from my last trip to Shanghai so I can only imagine what I’ll be like when I get home next week. Oh well, hopefully I’ll sleep more often than I did on the last few trips, but one never knows what the Gods of Employment have in store, now does one? With my luck, I bet my employers beat me as if I were an ancient Egyptian slave they had just recaptured after a failed attempt at freedom.

[whipping sounds]
“Infidel!”
“Hey, I just wanted a coffee break!”
“In Athens?”
“It’s the closest Starbucks!”
“Liar! Starbucks is everywhere. What do you think we’re building here, another pyramid?”
[more whipping sounds]

After I get back next week, I’ve got a wonderful two frickin days to relax before going right back to work. First in the Big City and then in San Diego, CA where I will once again be paid large sums of money to take the casual abuse of my employers as if I were a dime store hooker in need of my next Crack fix.

Ah, the blessed life of a freelancer. Ain’t it grand?

While I’m in Cali, perhaps I’ll be able to meet some Californian’s. I guess I won’t know unless I try so, if you live near San Diego and want to meet the most brain dead individual on the planet, send me an email.

If you’re really lucky, maybe I’ll even answer.

I’ll try to keep up the posts while I’m away, but I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you. The last time I tried to write for my personal enjoyment while on my employers’ time they cut of my left hand and made me eat it. Raw. At least they were nice enough to let me have my choice of toppings. Man, I just can’t get enough of that soy sauce, purple ketchup and Fluffer-Nutter combo. Mmm-mmm, good!

And remember, it goes great with mutilated human hand or refried kitten. Yum!