Part IV: Drugs, Monkeys, and Bad Karma Organized chaos is, in short, how I would best describe what I saw upon exiting the airport. People packed the sidewalk, yelling in Nepali and trying to maneuver across the street to either the taxi line or the small adjoining parking lot. Cars horn pierced the mild, dusty […]
A domestic flight from Omaha to Las Vegas is not exactly a hotbed of interesting conversation. There are only a few reasons people go to Vegas: 1) to get away from cold weather 2) for a bachelor/bachelorette party 3) a wedding. Most people don’t go there to purely gamble…they can usually find somewhere much closer […]
All I had to do was avoid death for the next four days. This being said, the Monday morning before my trip was not exactly a good start. The weekend had been a booze fueled blur–with my birthday party and then the Super Bowl the next night. I remember sitting down at my desk and […]
So I had a plane ticket….and that was pretty much it. The next 2 months were going to be busy. I had filled in the first blank in my Mad Lib™ adventure and I knew I couldn’t fill in the remaining blanks with some form of the word “poop”. I still had a lot of […]
I’ll admit it, I was drunk. It was Thanksgiving night and I was at home on my computer after a long day of turkey, football, and alcohol. The tryptophan has long worn off and I was running on a high from the remaining sugars from the apple pie and ice cream that I finished before […]
Disconnected: Escapes from the 9 to 5 