My Town

So I live in this town of Conroe in between my weekend trips to College Station. I still have trouble considering myself a resident. Maybe one day I will hang out here enough to call it home. But for now I just hang out here with my cat. On second thought, my coworkers don't even live in this city. Maybe it's time I move out...

Down by the River

Alright kid-aroos, here I am! We're holding our annual conference for our clients. This year it's in the grand city of San Antonio. So far it's been great! Our clients are some cool people. I'm getting a break before our dinner party. We'll be down the road in the party room with some band my boss likes and some Boudro's catered food (excellent restraunt). Then we'll have to keep up with these ladies all night (small survey says that at least one ends up falling in the river tonight).

I had to get a loaner phone because my screen went out. I could call and recieve calls, but I wouldnt know who I was calling or who was calling me and I couldn't dial because my key pad is on the touch-screen. So now I'm stuck with this ghetto loaner that has about 5 names entered into it (aside from Jose, Mari, and others that were left in the phone from the previous user) until I get the replacement. I have to return the loaner to the SA store. So I'll either drop it off on the other side of town before we leave tomorrow or mail it back. Bet on the latter.

Technology has been revolting all day. Perfect timing... Computers, phones, speakers....

And finally, shout out to Nick and a little bragging to rub it in his face. At this hotel, everyday is Popcorn Friday!

Mail Call!

Check out the trouble I stir up by calling Clinton out!

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Sights and Sounds

I apologize; I haven’t kept up with this blog. And with all of my excuses of being too busy, I’m sorry to say that I’ve been in Conroe for most of the past couple of weeks. But now I’m back out on site. This time I’m sitting in Cameron, TX, a short hour drive from CS where I’m staying.

Other then enjoying my time in the city I live in and my weekly trips to CS, I haven’t been doing a whole lot. I made the trip to SA to see the Elite Eight (wish my Ags would have been in it). I vacuumed my apartment for the first time and was able to buy groceries that I stayed around long enough to eat.

As I told a couple of people, I hate the Wal-Mart in Conroe. It is the most unhappy, wretched place in the nation. I would much rather do my shopping in the friendly Wal-Marts located in Montgomery or The Woodlands. What keeps me coming back however, is the sheer curiosity of what I may encounter this time. Well I made a list last week of the sights I encountered. Allow me to summarize it:

1. And old lady having an old lady conversation on the phone by the milk. It went a little something like this, “What’s that you say? Hold on, this darned hearing aid’s going out…. Ok, now what? No…Wal-Mart. No, Wal-Mart! Wal…Wal-Mart! I said I’m at Wal-Mart!’
2. A man wearing Chef clothes over his Wal-Mart uniform, standing by the lobster tank repeatedly poking the lobsters with his finger.
3. A lady that I accidentally startled by walking past her. “Oh goodness!” she said as she grabbed her heart. Sorry lady, didn’t realize I would scare you by walking past you in a crowded grocery store. There are others around I hope you know… I’ll pick up some Anxiety Medicine for you when I head back to the pharmacy.
4. A cashier that checked me out without ever really making eye contact with me or speaking to me. She did however scream/sing, “I Ain’t Going To Heaven When I Die!” as I approached. And then holler out behind me “WOOOO! It’s the buggy patrol!” as I walked out with my shopping cart.
5. The guy in charge of corralling shopping carts was hanging from the tree while sporting his orange vest.

Strange place. Stay away.

That’s all I got for you. I’ll be spending the week until Wednesday afternoon somewhere between Cameron and College Station. Feels like home. Lots of people are missing though. If y’all have to move away from College Station, the least you could do is come to Conroe. I can still get you that job at Lenny’s Deli if anyone’s interested…