Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Jim and Theresa’s Wedding

While pumpkin and wifey were in Taiwan I went to Theresa’s and Jim’s wedding in Fair Oaks Country Club. Nice. Shared a table with woman from IBM and met a new friend, Ricky Williams. Real nice guy. We hit it off from the beginning. Too bad he couldn’t come to our Chinese dumpling party last Saturday night.

Instead it was just Theresa and Jim. We pigged out on dumplings and noodles and just had lots of fun.

Few hours earlier got a call from Rebecca. She had taken the train up to Stockton to visit Tara, her cousin. They stopped by in the late afternoon. Tara is studying engineering at UOP. Very nice girl, muy guapa and inteligente. Tara’s mother Darlene is Rebecca’s mother Maureen’s sister. They are twins and Rebecca said everytime she gets together with Tara, they compare notes to see who is more neurotic. Based on what they both described, it is a close race. Both Maureen and Darlene are extremely immature women. Too bad, yet both Rebecca and Tara turned out fine in spite of their parent’s problems. From Tara - "My mom told me that only poor people get pimples."  WTF? Ay caray, a grown woman worried more about image and completely disconnected from reality. Rebecca had equally bizarre stories about how her mother is also just simply removed from reality.

Around 5 PM, they had to go. Before they left, I noticed some Chinese inscriptions tatooed on Tara’s back. She explained it was her Jiu Jitsu training school. Okay, interesting. "Show me something"  I asked. She said okay, come at me with your hand. I extended my hand and she instantly grabbed it and immobilized me in 2 seconds. Couldn’t move and this was a girl no taller than 5’ 3".

Saturday, July 1, 2006

Helping Bobbie Move

Last week Bobbie came in to my office and had that anxious look on his face again. Okay, what’s the matter? He had asked everyone he knew if anyone could help him move and everyone flaked out. Somehow, I just felt like I had to help him and out of the blue said, "I’ll help you." He had this incredulous look on his face like, You? Yes, not a problem. Saturday morning 9:30 AM at Bobbie’s old house in Elk Grove off of Mack Road. Not a very nice area and I understood why he was anxious to move. He told me he found a really nice place in North Natomas for around $1,500.

First order of business was to get the truck. Bobbie didn’t feel comfortable driving a large truck so I offered. On the way over to the U-haul place, Bobbie called to confirm and the agent denied there was an outstanding reservation. Not looking good on the first day of the month. We arrived and Bobbie got into an argument with the 2 agents up front at the counter. At first the woman denied making his reservation and when Bobbie pointed out her name on the computer screen next to his reservation, she backpedaled and then claimed that the reservation was for the previous day. We left U-haul, with Bobbie feeling angry and frustrated. Headed back to his old house and we all got on the phone and started calling around to other places. Finally, found Budget on Auburn Blvd had a 24 footer available to pick up in the next hour. We raced over there and got there with time to spare. Like the pro that I am with big trucks, I shifted into gear, turned up the radio to 97.9 La Ke Buena, la que toca puras buenas and headed back to Elk Grove with Bobbie tailing behind me. A couple of Bobbie’s friends came over to help. It was a young couple and actually it ended up being just the guy, Rick? Forgot his name, oh so what. So Rick, Bobbie, Brianne his daughter and I loaded the truck up and then it was off to Natomas to unload. The whole process took about 4 hours so we were done before 2 PM. Hot, sweaty and smelly, we returned the truck and I got into a conversation with a woman who also had some choice words for U-haul. Bottom line, don’t use U-haul unless you absolutely have to.

How to Kill a Man

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