Another daily ramble.

I was just discussing a bit about my trip to New
Zealand, and how I hold the claim to fame as being the
whitest guy in New Zealand. While I was there I
encountered the biggest face I'd ever seen, belonging
to the electrician who turned on my power in my
apartment there, a Maori. Maoris are the 'native' race
to New Zealand, though they didn't originate there.
They are a South Pacific Island race, who landed there
around 1400 A.D. long before the English did. However
they have huge faces and gangly nasty looking teeth
that look like dirty broken piano keys from a 40 year
old upright piano that had been blanketed in dust.

These faces even put to shame my friend's roommate's
ex-girlfriend. He'd get into the room and she'd be
laying on top of her boyfriend, stick her head up and
flash him a huge grin. I mean a grin that puts Janet
Jackson's muzzle to shame. He'd see that face and just
shudder, and yell out "stop making that big face!" She
went on to be known as Big Face Girl.

Well looks like I'll get to visit my friend in
Albuquerque after all. Unfortunately it will cost me a
little more than I really would like to spend, but
it's worth it definitely. Southwest Airlines seems to
be the only one who has direct flights from Kansas
City to Albuquerque and back, but they are scheduled
just right, so that I can fly out on a Thursday
afterwork and back on sunday night.

In order to reduce costs for the weekend perhaps I'll
find a hotel that has rooms for $50 or less, ya know,
the kind that has black and white tvs, interior
designed in the 1950s, and the room smells of musty
crackers and cheez-whiz. Or I'll up the quality about
$30 and stay where I did last time, with free wireless
internet and a nice big bed, and even a color tv this
time. Not to mention the smell is of fresh cotton
sheets and windex.

Work is going good, if I can pretend I don't hear all
the horror stories about coworkers' kids.. stealing
cars and getting in wrecks, redneck parents who don't
know how to potty train or are too lazy to,
high-fiving their kid for telling off the school
principal and getting 5 days suspension. They perhaps
fit the Jeff Foxworthy definition of redneck. Finding
a car after mowing the lawn, walking their kid to
school because they are in the same grade, divorcing
your wife for your cousin or even sister.. Not sure if
that's legal here in Missouri. I do know of a law in
this county however that you cannot have a place of
residence less than 1,000 square feet, in order to
prevent trailer homes from over-taking the population.
But I'm sure they find ways around that law...