Awesome time to fly

It seems whenever I have to get into an airplane, some crazy shit happens to freak me out. A week before 9/11, Michelle and I bought airline tickets to visit her parents in North Carolina. Of course, our trip to NC was in Octoper, 2001, but it didn't stop me from bugging out the entire flight.

Now, lo and behold, I am flying to Chicago on Monday for business til Thursday. On Friday, Michelle, Mary and I are traveling to NC for a visit with the in-laws. Did I mention yesterday British forces stopped another terrorist attack on planes intended for the US? I pick the best times to fly. This could get very annoying. Long lines, paranoia, boredom...

Everyone is telling me that it is going to be so safe flying next week with all this commotion going on. That makes me feel so much better. I'd rather stay home, but I don't want to be a wimp.

If shit does go down, I am going to be pissed, but I won't go down without a fight.

Foley...Married???

It's been a while since I blogged. But if there is any reason to, it's this. An old friend called to tell me that he is engaged. Mike Foley.

When I met Foley, he was a punky kid who nobody liked. He was loud, obnoxious and always singing for no good reason. The kid just couldn't be quiet. Over the years, he became kind of like everyones annoying kid brother who you dealt with. I found him funny. I wasn't sure if other people did.

Of course, people got used to him. And loved him. We performed in a show once...it was a segment of the Lion King. I was Timon. Steve was Pumbaa. Foley was Simbaa. This new girl, Angela, who we didn't know too well was Nala. Foley would have to kiss her every night. Steve and I always gave them shit. During a performance, Steve, in character, yelled, "That's Disgusting!"

4 years later, Foley and Angela, are now engaged. I couldn't be happier for them. Friggin Foley?