So... Where Was I, Again?

I guess back in California, though if my tales were told, I was a complete slacker. Barely saw anybody, barely did anything. I didn't even blog from the road, but I do have a caveat here: my new laptop died.

Actually, the shitfuck virus posing as an operating system, Windows XP, decided to immolate itself in a most inglorious fashion, namely in front of an attractive woman, making me look the fool (trying to explain why this goddamn laptop is so great, when it won't even boot).

In the meantime, I've installed Ubuntu Netbook Remix, and outside of the usual linux-related-I-need-to-be-a-full-time-geek-to-fix-the-glitches shit, the fucker is running smooth, so I'm mostly happy again. Except for that one button that turns off the wireless (for airports) that causes the entire system to freeze (hardware interrupt problem). Outside of that, I'm all good.

I did catch two rides from Craigslist, and I gotta say, I came out like a champ. I'm a little concerned post-ride though, because in both instances, extremely attractive women were giving me a ride for fair price. Why does this concern me? Because I'm a goddamn ex-con, damnit!

Actually, I was more concerned that within a couple of hours, I wound up driving said vehicles, with the person supplying the ride going to sleep. This means that I, obviously, exude a certain level of trust and comfort that is totally at odds with what I tried to accomplish as a seedy, dangerous ex-con.

Meaning, much like the school of alcoholism, I've totally fucked it up, and wasted those 7 years I could have spent becoming a dangerous individual. I still like beer though, and I still can drop a pig in under 30 seconds. I'll take both as a consolation prize.

Regardless, I have nothing but praise for the rideshare program with Craigslist: they done me great. Cheap rides, beautiful women, and control of the car stereo, a most coveted power in all circles, not to mention nearly-anonymous ones.

Anyways, enough of that. I spent a lot of time with my family, which was a real change up. First time we've all been together since before I got sent up the river (or whatever you want to call it).

Now? Now I'm back, so all four of you will be entertained once again with the random exploits that I regularly undergo in these mean NYC streets.