The Eleventh Little Indian Boy

Friday, August 16, 2002:

I'm stuffed. Seriously. No belt. Waist line tight as can be. It's gonna be hard shimmying out of these jeans tonight. Why do you ask? I just got back from a wonderful dinner party....well, more like get together....at LK and TC's pad. A sister by the initials of SL, someone whom I should have met already but by chance only met for the first time last evening at Lumps, invited a few of us to get together and chow down on a feast fit for a king. What type of wares were on display for the evening? Let's see. Yummy Teriyaki chicken breasts over a bed of whipped potatos......hawaiian shrimp kabobs.....mandarin orange/sweet roasted pecan salad....fresh corn ( sliced off the cobb...oh yeah!!! )....cobbler and ice cream for desset....and pink lemondade......aaaahhhhh.......I'm so thankful right now. The experience was especially cool for me because I got to hang with some brothers and sisters from fellowship who I don't know very well and was able to listen and share alike during some all out FUNNY dinner conversations. Being that my mood is so festive right about now. Here's something that crossed my mind a few days back when I dropped off my friends at the airport.

If you had the disposable income....and a large plot of land in order to build it....wouldn't it be cool to have your own hanger? Not an apparatus to prop up your gucci suits and gator boots.....but a genuine industrial airplane hanger. Complete with gigantic sliding doors outfitted with that hollow peep hole in the middle. You know what I'm saying? There wouldn't necessarily have to be planes in the vicinity....but what you could do with the hanger is:

1.) Live in it. Much like artists live in warehouses. You would just have one 50 times as large. You could section off different pieces to facilitate many different hobbies and activities. Living area, tennis courts, basketball court, pool, game room, painting room, furniture building shop, etc. The list is endless.

2.) Giant laser tag / paintball labyrinth. Awww man.....that would be so sweet. Invite 50 of your closest friends for an all out military campaign. Turn out all the lights except for a series of black lights. Glow in the dark paint. Automatic shot rifles with maybe some stationary pivot guns. You'd better watch out....You'd better not cry......

3.) Keep it as a show room for your exotic cars and planes. Since we are still living in the fantasy world.....this could be the ultimate toy chest for the luckiest kid in the world. Saleen S7, Lamborghini Diablo, Ferrari Modena Spyder, Piper Saratoga, Gulfstream V, Blackhawk, Apache, M1-A1 Abrahms, Ducati, Harley V-Rod. It would just be a space chock full of the world's fastest, high tech, exotic machinery. All on display. All at your disposal.

4.) Throw one really large party. Private of course. Bouncer at the door......keeping a constant screen going to make sure the integrity isn't comprimised. Trance and hip hop would be the tunes of choice......although there would be smaller sectioned off areas reserved for stuff like 80's and oldies. Lights everywhere. Lots of buffets items to eat and drink. Party favors. Happy birthday to you!!!?????

5.) Just use it as a warehouse. Store things that you don't really need, but can't bear to part with. Or better yet...rent out the storage space and make some change on the side. Disposable income at it's best.

Not very many people in the world could afford the time and money it would take to construct a warehouse for their private use. It's a good thing too cause who knows what kind of things people more insane than myself could dream up with one in their hands? Then again....not many people in the world would likely take the time to think about something like that as well....Haha......=)
LIB // 11:21 PM

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Thursday, August 15, 2002:

I spent a good 25 minutes posting today. The stinking computer erased it before I could execute once again. I hate this computer. Oh I got a bad hair cut too. Life is good.
LIB // 3:53 PM

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