when you pause a tape, you go from hearing a full fledge of audio, to a silent hum that for some reason can fill up an entire room and seem louder than the audio itself. but why do you pause the tape? why not just continue to let it play and get to the end of the song?

there’s always a reason. and although that uncomfortable, hindering, hum may not be pleasing for it’s duration, when you press play again, you can go back to enjoying what you were listening to.

just hope that your tape doesn’t get eaten in the process.

almost a year ago i made a blog post listing a bunch of things. here they are…

January 17, 2008 i wrote these:

- sister still pregnant, expecting end of month delivery.
- online Audio course is crap.
- weather is beautiful, but a bit windy.
- can’t wait for Cloverfield to get released here.
- darjeeling limited just released in theaters here.
- maybe i should just rent the DVD of Cloverfield when I get back to Chicago.
- current song: Ozzy - Goodbye to Romance.
- iPhone still working; unlocked and on a prepay sim. fantastic.
- i don’t get charged for incoming calls or incoming text messages (SMS). brilliant.
- not taking enough photos. that should change in the coming days, possibly hours.
- my sister just said she has to go “pee pee”. baby talk has begun.
- my dreams have been crazy as of late.
- planning on a sailing trip for monday in the indian ocean. hopefully some sharks will come out.
- goal for the rest of the month: see a shark in the wild…from a safe distance. :)

today i write these:

- sister is pregnant, again.
- online project management class hasn’t begun yet. but i’m sure it’ll suck.
- weather is terrible…cold, windy and snowy.
- i still want to go see slumdog millionaire
- notorious just released in theaters here.
- current song: Brazilian Girls - Good Time
- iPhone 3G now, still working. jailbroken, but not unlocked.
- my phone bill has never been hire and i can never seem to have enough minutes.
- i’m still not taking a lot of photos, but i did buy a flickr pro account for some reason.
- i’m sure if i called my sister right now, the baby talk would still be happening.
- the other night i dreamt that i beat the crap out of this kid.
- this monday i have classes for 9 hours. i hope it’s not too cold.
- goal for the rest of the month: get a job.

ok, so when i decided to do this, i didn’t think it’d be as terrible as it is. well you know by now, you read it. my how things are different. dammit this better not effect the rest of my day.

it’s been just about a year since helloBos began as a simple blog that provided some sort of microscopic view of my travels, experiences, photos, friends, et ecetera. today i looked at my google analytics to see where in the world has helloBos been viewed and it’s exciting for me to say that it’s been viewed on every conteninent except for antartica. which isn’t really that much of a continent if you ask me. it’s cool, no pun intended, but continent, come on, lets get serious, i’m barely giving australia a pass here…

but the fact is, helloBos has stretched the globe, whether it was the one his from Laos or Chile, to the hundreds of hits from tinsle town, lala land, hollywood…it’s pretty cool that my life has been broadcast to you through this medium. (sidenote: whoever it is in hollywood that’s reading helloBos, i’m easy to reach, let’s talk. make me famous.)

life has definitely changed in this past year or so. it’s hard to look back and pick out specific examples of what has been change for the better and what has been difficult, but i know i have this feeling right now that things are completely different than what they were a year ago. i do feel older, more mature. i would say my maturity level is probably still at the third grade level but furthur into the school year, like after parent teacher confrences.

it’s funny though. life that is, i’m still on that subject. i guess i could’ve predicted what today would be like a year ago when i started this blog… minus the whole black president thing. i don’t think any of us saw that coming, but thank goodness it did… i hope.

but even so, i can tell you this much… i have no idea what to expect a year from now. and i don’t know if that’s exciting or scary for me yet. right now, a bit more scary…but this is only the beginning; again.

If you haven’t been paying attention, then you probably don’t know about my new podcast, the Super Terrific Talk Show. It’s a weekly show that I do alongside my co-host Pete and we ramble on about various subjects that neither of us are experts on. In fact, we know nothing about everything…or so says the tag line of the show.

anyhow, we’re now three episodes, or weeks, into the show and i cannot begin to explain how much fun i’m having doing this show. it’s almost like reliving the WMTH days, which to me were probably the highlight of high school. alright, maybe it’s not like that, but finally broadcasting again after so many years of wanting to do so just makes me feel really good. and now that we’re on the world’s largest online music distribution service, iTunes, millions of people can potentially listen to the show. That just boggles my mind.

Yesterday I received a phone call from a very good friend of mine who was listening to the show while he was having his run. are you kidding me? as insignificant as this may seem to you, the fact that while he’s working out, instead of listening to something that will pump him up, he’s listening to me talk about my love of Big Macs. Allow me to also mention that this friend of mine lives across the country so our face to face time isn’t what it use to be, but i’m sure he found out about the show through twitter, or facebook.

both of those services also have millions of users. probably a lot of them have iTunes as well, and an iPod or a Zune. that of which both support podcasts. which are free. do you see what i’m getting at. i’m getting vay-ner-chuk-ee. the power of twitter and facebook and maybe one day digg, has the potential to help the audience for the Super Terrific Talk Show to grow from 20-40 listeners a week, to 100, or 1,000 or 10,000 listeners a week. 

it’s pretty incredible where we are at with this internet thing right now. we have a lot of free tools to promote ourselves, our products, or causes, etc… it’s amazing! well, maybe it’s terrific… super terrific.

it was around seven o’clock in the evening on an unusually warm election night in november. polls were going to close soon. still feeling sick, i was sitting on my couch in my office awaiting the results. this historic election was going to be over in just a few hours and i was going to be there watching it on television live…by myself. meanwhile across town in grant park, where Obama was holding his post election party, there were thousands of people gathering to watch this historic event. i wanted to be part of this so i went to my computer, logged onto CNN.com and pulled the live stream of grant park. now i had the coverage of the election on my TV and the live video stream of the huge party in grant park on my computer.

seven twenty rolls by and something is itching at me. am i going to live history and be there or am i going to watch history live on tv? so few times can we ever experience something on such a grand scale as a presidential election, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that i had to be in grant park. sick with a fever the night before, i logged off CNN, shut off my TV, grabbed my iPhone, keys, threw on my shoes and a jacket and drove downtown. i was expecting crazy amounts of traffic, but there were so few people on the road that i was able to make it downtown in just fifteen minutes. great timing.

it’s almost eight o’clock now and as i leave the parking garage and step onto michigan avenue, i see crowds of people walking together towards grant park. it was like lollapalooza all over again, except there were more people and there was a completely different feeling. i thought to myself, there are thousands of people here. they’re all very passionate about Obama. what is it going to be like after the election if he loses?

after arriving to grant park and becoming one of the thousands waiting in anticipation, alongside a very good friend of mine and some of his friends, it felt like i was at a sporting event. cheering and chanting each time Obama won another state. Booing and feeling disappointed each time McCain scored some electoral votes. This game wasn’t close though. Obama was winning and by a large margin. And as soon as Ohio went to Obama, you could feel the excitement grow because this dream, this hope, was about to become a reality!

i remember when CNN came back from their commercial break and and the west coast polls were about to close. they had a countdown that we all counted down and as soon as that ticker reach double zero, it meant that the polls in california, oregon and washington had close, it mean that Obama was now the president elect of our united state of america. and at that time, i just felt myself floating in the air. people carrying me as we all jumped and yelled in unison. it was an amazing feeling. everyone there, cheering and celebrating for the same reason. for hope, for opportunity, for each other, for our futures. this meant so much to all of us.

there was a sea of people around me and camera crews filming us. at one point during this celebratory chaos, i felt an arm wrap around me and pull me in. it was an elderly black couple, man and wife and they were crying as they pulled me in and hugged me. and we lived that moment together, in person, live. not on my couch, in my office, by myself, on two screens. no. i was there.

i was there when Barack Obama became the 44th president of the united states of america.

earlier this afternoon i crawled out of bed, still feeling a bit ill, and walked out to the bowling alley, my polling place for this year’s election. all morning i had been hearing about these massive queues and last week i heard about the electronic voting machines not working properly. so i was gearing myself up for a not so pleasant experience. heck the only other time i had voted in a presidential election was back in ‘04 when Kerry lost to George Bush. And I vaguely remember there being a long line and the butterfly ballot controversy all day and it was just a mess i remember.

so anyway, as i walk in these two high school kids greet me, we get to talking, i remember when i was in high school they offered us the opportunity to go work at a polling site. anyhow, they asked me if i wanted to vote on the electronic machine. this was new to me, i was excited, but i remembered all the videos i saw on youtube about the machines casting the wrong vote. i was unsure, so i asked what should i do if there’s a malfunction? these two high school kids just looked at me like i was a moron. and i felt like a very paranoid, old person that felt like his vote wasn’t going to count. anyway, they gave me this little card that i put into a machine, told me not to pull out until i was finished, i laughed, and then went and voted.

the electronic voting machine was a thing of beauty my friends! i loved it. i could sit there all day and vote for people. no glitches, no mistakes, i was able to review all my votes, go back and change my votes, it was wonderful. such a pleasure. so much nicer than those god forsaken butterfly ballots. 

even though i had such a great experience with the electronic voting machine, i am still skeptical for those folk who are unsure how to use this technology. yes i know it’s just a matter of taking a finger and pushing who you want to vote for, but at the same time, i doubt my grandparents would understand or get the concept of a touch screen. anyhow, i hope everything works out. i’d hate to hear tomorrow morning that obama…i mean any candidate lost because of voting malfunctions. 

go out there and vote if you haven’t already…

oh and one more thing…black panthers, please don’t cause any trouble at the polling places. just let the people vote.

We’ve all answered an online questionnaire asking what our hobbies were right? I don’t know about you, but at least for me, I’ve always had the hardest time figuring out what my hobbies were. I’d alway put film, music, soccer, web design as my defaults. a good list, but honestly, how many of those hobbies require me to do anything, one..maybe two?

I finally feel like there are actually hobbies in my life right now. If you’ve kept up with my tweets, you’ll know that I’m in the process of setting up a Podcast. The Super Terrific Show. This is something that I’ve wanted to do for a long time, and finally it’s happening. I’m actually really excited to be doing this. In fact tomorrow evening I am going in to do the first official show. Stay tuned. 

What else? Trading cards. As a child, I relied on my cousin to give me all his doubles. That was the extent of my trading card collection. Rarely was I able to go and buy myself a pack of trading cards. But I still loved them. In fact I still have all my old baseball, football, basketball and hockey cards. And it’s really exciting for me to look back at them and see the old players, look at the stats and occasionally find that one gem lost in the sea of cards. Now I’m older though and I’m able to buy these cards and yes it may seem childish but for some reason, I get this feeling of excitement every time I open up a new pack of cards. Maybe it’s me reliving part of my childhood, or actually acting out a piece of my childhood that I wish was there, but there’s something that really gets me excited about opening up a new pack of cards. 

And teas…I love my teas and just recently my sister in South Africa has sent me a nice shipment of Afro Tea. 7 individual containers. All different flavors. Surely they’ll last me for some time. There was a time, back in April and May right around the time of my surgery that I would sit outside each morning, drink my tea, have my cigarette and speak to my girlfriend who was, at the time, in west Africa. Since then my tea collection has diminished, but now, thanks to my sister, I have a bunch of new flavors to try out and get really excited about. I cannot wait to start trying them. 

So those are my hobbies. And it’s good because without those my days would really revolve around just work and school. And although I enjoy those both very much as of late, it’s still important to be able to escape the norm and treat yourself to something that you like sometimes. And it doesn’t have to be expensive or exotic, it can be as simple as tea and trading cards. Whatever it is, be happy with it. And if you don’t have a hobby, go find something out there that gets you excited and invest some time into it. I guarantee you that it will bring some sort of joy or happiness to your every day life.

be good.

First order of business…the site doesn’t style well in Internet Explorer. Yes, the number one browser in the world. I could care less. I know it’s terrible, but get yourself off that lousy web browser and onto something that doesn’t crash or render web site wrong. Safari & Firefox are both valid choices here. Both are free and both work on mac & pc. 

Three posts in one day! All text posts and the day hasn’t even begun yet… something has to be going on. Well one, I cannot sleep. Two, I feel like I haven’t written in here for a while, a while by my standards. Three, this place needs a lot of content. Four, the images in the right hand corner… I LOVE’EM!

Also, let me give you my quick run down as to what’s been going on. If you follow my tweets, you’ll know that I started my new internship at a design studio here in Chicago. My first day was this past Friday and I really enjoyed it. Like the work that I’m doing, really like the atmosphere and the people seem to be easy to get along with. What more can I ask for… pay? Yeah that’s nice too. 

But since Friday I’ve been wanting to just design and create and keep moving forward. Such a good thing. No complaints, none at all. My portfolio site was thrown together just days before starting the internship, just so that I could show the company some of my work. It was a design that I was working with but didn’t have time to actually complete it the way that I had wanted to. I’ve got new design ideas already in my head, ones that match the new business cards that I printed out. It’s all good. I just want to keep this ball rolling. 

Let me tell you another thing, quickly because I do need to get some rest before my long day tomorrow. 

I was so freaking nervous before my interview for this company but as soon as I walked in and sat down and started the interview, I felt such a rush of excitement and all I wanted to do was continue to talk about myself, only kidding, but I just felt so good. I loved the feeling, the rush it brought me to interview. For a while now I have been told my numerous people that I need to just start interviewing at places. Places I’m not even interested in working at really. Reason being, is I need to figure out this interview process but more importantly I need to figure out what people are looking for. So true. Love the advice. I expect to be interviewing at a lot more places, just for that rush feeling in the coming months.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ll still be looking to land jobs, but that interview process is amazing.

A few months ago, maybe almost a year ago I found this podcast called Wine Library TV. A few weeks ago I posted a video of his here on helloBos. I’m not quite sure how I stumbled upon the actual podcast, but I did and I remember watching it and seeing this very animated host talk about Wine as if it were a sports show. That type of energy and enthusiasm. It took me by surprise. 

The host I’m talking about is Gary Vaynerchuk (Vay-ner-chuk). That link is to his blog which also links to his video podcast and some other interesting videos. And those other interesting videos are the ones I’m going to focus on here. But please do check out the Wine Library TV podcast, it’s entertaining and if you know nothing about wine, a little about wine, or are a wine expert, you need to be watching this podcast.

Gary’s other videos on the blog are quick clips of him speaking directly to the viewer and usually has something to do with motivation. He’s not a motivational speaker by any means, I think he’s just a truth speaker and likes to tell it how it is, but he does so in a very honest way. A way that has me wanting to sit down and just watch all these 2 minute videos of him telling me that I’m missing the opportunity by not creating content and community. He speaks about creating brand identity and while I embark on a new podcast and try getting this blog up and going, his messages hit at home with me and they’ve been really positive and also entertaining.

Give it shot. Take a look at what he has to say. It’s two minutes of your life. So instead of stalking somebody on facebook, watch a Gary V video and see what he’s all about. Especially if you’re following this blog because I might be posting his videos and also speaking about him quite a bit more. He’s the real deal folks. Listen up!

i’d like to think that maybe my mind works a little bit differently than yours, or your friends, or your cousins. everyone thinks on a different level and we’re all exposed to different sights and sounds and feelings, and it’s only logical to think that we all react somewhat differently. Am I correct? Yeah.

so what! well, because of the statement that i just made, we all come up with different ideas, and sometimes, once in a blue moon, i believe, that two people or three people or a group of people can all feel the same way about an idea and really make it flourish! I’m not saying that one person can’t take an idea and make it into something beautiful that works so well.

my thing now is that i need direction. i’ve got such incredible ideas running through my mind that i wish i could move forward and accomplish right now but some of these ideas that i have need to wait. i’m not sure what for, but something tells me that some of the ideas i have, people aren’t ready for. maybe i’m not ready for them. maybe the ideas are not ready for themselves. whatever, i don’t know. all i know is that something so incredible could be on the tip of my mind and for whatever reason, i just cannot drop it all and execute the idea. and i get so frustrated.

anyhow, the reason i’m writing this post is because although i can’t act upon my ideas right away sometimes, i’m able to post them here for the world to see and in some cases i’m able to post them secretly so that nobody can see; but, at least i’m writing them down. too many times i’ve just let ideas slip and fall through my hands because i didn’t remember them.

so to conclude here, i want to share my ideas with you. maybe one of my ideas will click with your ideas and we can make beautiful things as a result. maybe my ideas will inspire you to think of new ideas or expand on my ideas. i don’t know. it’s worth a shot and it’s possible, so let’s run with it.

i know what you’re thinking…”another blog redesign bos?” kind of, I mean I just moved some things around. the general color scheme is relatively the same, the type is pretty much the same and so are the links, although i have added a link to my facebook. i won’t call this a redesign, i’ll call it a touch up. how bout that…

anyway, quick catch up. really just a crazy weekend. not in the party out of my mind sense, but rather a huge mix of emotional M&M’s. each color you pick represented a different emotion to be had this weekend. not all good or fun at times, but such is life. you grow and you move forward.

this week, look for some blogging, maybe some more photos and i hope to be working on some site designs that i’ve begun for a couple clients. 

so that’s me in a nutshell right now. i can’t seem to sleep. i’m really still getting adjusted here and it seems like i do all my best design work at 4 in the morning anyway, so…what.

cheers,
Bos 

so I know a bunch of you heard that I was in the hospital from Wednesday evening to Friday evening. I’ll give you a quick run down as to the events that took place.

Wednesday, 5:30am - Woken up by painful cramps that felt like twenty people were punching me in the stomach and twisting and turning my abdoman. This lasted easily for about 2 1/2 hours. I was unable to stay in a single position and was tossing and turning. At one point, it probably looked like I was getting an exorcism. I thought it was constipation though, so I put ice on my stomach which calms me down a bit and drink lots of tea. This eventually allows me to fall asleep for a couple hours.

Wednesday 11:00am - I wake up from a nap to the same pains, just a bit less sever and very localized in my lower right abdomen. I still think it’s constipation but I still have no urge to go poop.

Wednesday 1:00pm - My sister comes over for lunch, and tells me that I should probably go to the doctor cause it’s probably my appendix. I call the doctor and his offices are closed on Wednesday so I get an answering service. I decide that If it is my appendix I want to be sure, so I need to rule out constipation. I call up Las Asadas and order a steak burrito and one horchata.  

Wednesday 2:30pm - The burrito was delicious. But I still had no urge to go poop. Now I’m late for my 3:00 class, but I’ve already ruled out going to school for the day. Time to kill some time. The burrito was quite filling and the pain was still there, better take a nap. 

Wednesday 6:30pm - I wake up from my nap, the pain still there. I decide that I should probably play some MLB The Show 08 for a couple hours before I go to the ER. At this point, I’ve made my mind up and will be going to the ER. But I want to avoid having to sit around for a while, so the later I go, the less I’ll have to wait. And plus, the longer I wait around there, the greater my chances are of getting something. Oh and I’m still not totally convinced that it’s my appendix. I feel like they’re going to look at me and say that I’ve just got really bad gas.

Wednesday 10:00pm - I just rocked the house in MLB The Show, now it’s time to get into my car and drive to the ER. I told my parents I didn’t want them to accompany me. So I drove myself. Very uncomfortable drive to say the least. I lit a cigarette and thought that it probably wasn’t a good idea to smoke right before going into the hospital so the cig was short lived. I arrived there a good ten minutes later cause I took the long route. Checked myself in, told the receptionist about my traveling girlfriend. There are not many people in the ER, but of course there’s a few there and of course there is a young kid that is crying his lungs out for some odd reason. I put my headphones into my iPhone and just kinda daze out while watching the late night lineup on WGN which consists of Friends, Will & Grace, some Waynes brother show and some other crap. It was a long 2 hour wait. 

Thursday 12:00am - I finally get called in to get check up on. They ask my on a scale of 1 - 10 what my pain is, I say it’s at about 6 but earlier in the day it was around 12. They take my blood, and my blood pressure and my temperature and send me out to the waiting room. Now it’s just me and another couple. Some time passes and now it’s just me, and my IV. 

Thursday 1:00am -  Now I’ve got my own room in the ER. It’s a nice spacious room. I’m alone, there’s nobody around. The ER is a bit quite for the night. I get into my gown, use the toilet a few times, still I’m in pain. I get checked out by 4 or 5 different doctors, all of them ask me the same questions, and to each i give the same answers. At one point, I think the 3rd or 4th doctor comes in, his name is Kumar. I thought this was a joke, like I was getting punk’d, but he was legit…oh boy was he legit. Anyway, I was glad to see Kumar not come back that night. And each time he walked by I looked the other way. Let’s just say that Kumar got to know me a little better than most people do.  

Thursday 1:30am - 3:00am - A nurse came in and gave me three cups of stuff to drink that will “make my guts glow” for the cat scan that i’ll be having later on. I need to drink one every half hour. They tasted pretty good, I asked what they added for flavor, she said Crystal Light. 

Thursday 3:00am - An angle graced me and decided to offer me something for my pain. Morphine. I asked her if I could listen to my headphones while I lay down, she said if you have Comfortably Numb you should probably play it. I had it, so I played it. I was floating. And for the first time in my life, I realized what Pink Floyd was for, and when to play them. 

Thursday 4:30am - I go in for my cat scans. This machine is huge and I felt like it was going to eat me up. Thankfully not. This scan was going to determine if this entire process was cause i was constipated or if i had to have my appendix taken out. 

Thursday 6:30am - After my scan I took a quick nap. When I woke up my mom was there sitting next to me. For some reason I got real angry. I just didn’t want her to be there, to bother the doctors to ask the wrong questions, etc… Just as I wake up I’m told that I will be going under cause I have appendicitis. It was confirmed. The pain that I had felt over 24 hours ago was definitely cause something in my body was awfully wrong. 

Thursday 7:30am -  I meet with the surgeon. He tells me about the procedure. And to be ready in about 2 hours. Alright. I’ll be here doc. Now I’m nervous. You don’t really hear about people not coming out of the anesthetic, but when you do hear it, you always think to yourself, shit I hope that never happens to me. So that was what was running through my head. How embarrassing would that be. Now my sister has come by the hospital and it’s just a waiting game until they wheel me out to the Operating Room Waiting Room. 

Thursday 9:30am - I am carted out to the OR Waiting Room. This is my final stop before being knocked out and operated on. There was no turning back. 

Thursday 10:32am - The anesthesiologist, Dr. Kim, comes by and speaks with me. I was already sleeping waiting for him so he had to wake me and have me sign papers saying that it was ok to put me back to sleep. I signed away, told me sister and mom I loved them and if anything happened to me let those close to me know that i love them as well. There were some specific things I said to them, i said a prayer and then I was carted off to the Operating Room. Now for those who have never been through this, the only way to describe it is everything moves kind of in slow motion. Everything is as you’d expect it to be, blue and sterile and cold. There is nothing inviting about this area. So I pushed to these doors that look like a set of butchery doors and i can see through the windows all these instruments and the lights and these people wearing all green and i can’t see their faces. I was pretty sure this was it. This was the last of the Bos. There was no way I was making it out of this. This room looked too official. It get’s worse. They open the doors and put my bed next to this table. Literally a table and they kind of life and roll me onto it. There’s hardly room to move so they have to strap my in with this big leather belt across my waist. My arms get tied down to the sides and then the green people start walking over to me.  I’m shivering and shaking and thinking I wish I had more time. Scared for my life and they plug me into the IV. The surgeon that I had met with early walks over to me and says, “Haralambos, it’s time to fall asleep”. Within a matter of seconds I cannot remember anything else that happened after that. 

Thursday 2:00pm - I guess the surgery lasted about 2 1/2 hours. There was a complication because my appendix was upside down. I don’t know how that happened but thats what I was told. All I can remember now is opening my eyes and being in this long line of people that had also just woken up. I couldn’t speak, I could barely move. I was in such pain, I didn’t know what was going on. I was just confused. A nurse came by and fed me ice chips then walked away. I was silent and just looking around, my eyes half open not realizing what was going on, where i was. Another nurse walked up to me and fed me some more ice chips and told me that I just had surgery and that it went well and soon I’d be taken up to my room. A few minutes passed and I was kind of getting a grip on things but i was in no way fully functional. All I knew is I wanted more ice chips cause my mouth hurt like a son of a bitch. Apparently they put a tube down my throat to help me breath. Oh and my penis was hurting cause there was a catheter in it too. They did all this while I was knocked out, including removing it all from my body. Anyway, my penis and mouth were sore and I wanted ice chips badly. So with whatever energy I had I yelled out “ICE CHIPS” to whoever was listening. It probably sounded like there was a sock in my mouth and my tongue was hanging out, so I probably sounded like a retarded but to me I sounded like King Leonidas screaming “THIS IS SPARTA!” in the movie 300. So anyway, I got more ice chips and then I didn’t know what was going on or how long I was there for, but before I knew it, I was being taken up to my room. And All of a sudden I hear this familiar voice. It was my childhood friend Steve Wagner’s mom. I hear her voice, I see her with my half closed eyes and it was the weirdest things that could’ve happened. I mean sure there were more weird things but what are the chances right?  

So I guess the rest is history. I was in the hospital until Friday afternoon when I finally got discharged. The rest of the story isn’t as entertaining as most if involved laying in bed, doing breathing exercises, not being able to sleep, and smelling like a goat.  

Thank you to everyone who called, emailed, messaged, visited, sent flowers, prayed or even just thought about me during this time. There was one email saying that this was a blog stunt, and it wasn’t but it sure as hell made for one hell of a blog if you ask me. I hope you enjoyed reading this. And I hope to God that I never have to experience something like this again.

Cheers,

Bos 

“It’s not every man that can live off the land, you know. You do your own thing in your own time. You should be proud. ”
(easy rider, 1969)

Things have been a bit slow as of late around here. You know after the birth of Anastasia and the very lame Super Bowl we had this year. We’re all beginning to adjust to having an infant around the house and what that entails.

So I’ve decided that in the best interest of the blog for now, I would post random things until the excitement starts to pick up again around here.

and trust me, it will. some may say that it already has. just an hour ago I was getting my full body and it was marvelous. then i had my chocolate frio drink at the vida cafe, and that too was magnificent. so you see, the day to day lifestyle here is almost perfect. There’s just a little bit too much wind right now.