Looking professional has its ups

Awww the picture I'm using for my company's internal CV. It beats the busted picture downstairs security has of me. Perhaps I'll even get picked on a project or two. Also, perhaps I should make a greater effort to be more groomed...okay okay....

Getting Old: Part II

I think I have too many white hairs to do anything about them at this point. I think I'm going to have to embrace them or go bald by plucking them out. It's bad that it's fun to examine them up close (which one can only do by taking them out). Mine are half colored, half clear/white. Sometimes they are all gold tinted, clearer that not. Ehh? At least they are 'unique'. I guess I'm not going white, I'm going clear.

My eyes have adjusted to their new state. They no longer hurt or go blurry; they have settled into their worsened condition nicely. One day I'll actually make a doctor's appointment. Yay legitimate health insurance.

Ironic...

Louisville, the 16th largest city in the USA, home of Muhammad Ali

I hear all about Louisville's attributes, touted by the mayor on motion sensor as I make my way out of the Louisville Airport. I must say, I can believe that Louisville is the home of Muhammad Ali, or Cassius Clay, but the 16th largest state in the United States. I wonder where all the people have gone, or how far the city limits extend. Downtown is quite small from my perspective, and food options are limited.

In all fairness, I suppose my view of Louisville is quite narrow, seeing as I live two blocks away from the office. Within those two blocks is a Starbucks, Wolfgang Express, and a not so good too hip, I'm trying too hard, fusion restaurant. If anyone ever gushes over the sushi in Louisville, that person has obviously not tried sushi anywhere else in the United States.

Besides the politeness of the South, and the fantastic ribs (find Smokey Bones, it's damn worth it), I've yet to really discover what makes Louisville Louisville. I know it's hiding somewhere, and I'm excited to see what I can see. Moreover, I'm planning some fantastic spring trips with a colleague that promises to take me to the South's finest cities. I'm eager to see more of the United States and that's the great thing about my job, it affords me the chance to do just that.

Along with the proximity to the South, Kentucky also boasts some impressive cave formations and wilderness. A mini weekend trek anybody? I suppose I should save my hotel points for my anticipated trip to Japan (anticipated meaning gradually formulated in my head). If only if only...

Inside the Vagabond's First Aid Kit

Band-Aids: These babies are top priority, not only do they fit nicely around pinky toes for the pair of shoes that pinch, they can also go around bloody finger nails that crack after hitting airplanes. They can also go around said finger nails as to not get caught in hair, thus preventing further bloodiness.

White ice pack decorated with blue stars: I didn't even know these gems still existed. It looks like an inverted shower cap with a screw lid on top. Make sure you get one that does leak. Very useful on a rainy day whilst wearing leather soled shoes. Slippage is a definite danger. Apply to hip bone and elbow. Sue if you must, but at the very least get a free salad.

Nail clippers: Sometimes the TSA steals nail scissors, so bring these as an alternative. Very useful for the multiple nails that break on tables and chairs, computers and beds.

Ointment to sooth burns: When making white bean soup for roommate on a late Sunday evening, watch out for flying soup. It will burn skin and leave ugly red welts.

Sunscreen: Who knew that Miami sun was so strong. To avoid unslightly bra strap tan lines while eating lunch in the sun, apply generously.