EVERYONE IS DOING IT: So this is something that I see other people doing. I have noticed that it works out really well. Unfortunately, this is a lot easier to setup then my website, which requires me to backup everything on my computer and rebuild my PC. Finding time to, number one, stay awake; and, number two, actually doing it; has been difficult. I'm getting close though. Just need one major part of the solution. Where to publicly host the redirect page. Where can I send people to get directed to my PC? I have some thoughts, just not talked to the right people yet. IF you know of a FREE FTP web hosting site, I'll just looking to host ONE redirect page. Let me know if you have any ideas.

TO THE GOOD STUFF: So I have been traveling all summer to visit friends, and go to different and various things. When do I get to say.... "I'm plain tucker'd". I tried to watch a movie with a friend last night (Borne Identity), I couldn't stay awake. Both movies... I just kept nodding off. It’s a good movie. Don’t get me wrong, (and for those who haven’t see it, its an action/drama movie) there’s plenty of shoot-outs that I should have stayed awake, but I just couldn’t.

DUDE, WHERE’S MY CAR: So I had a bad experience on Friday night. Getting old sucks; that’s the only way that I can start this story. It involves security, a baseball game, Caterpillar Security, and, yes, my car. It all started on a steamy hot Friday afternoon. My sister was coming to visit but she was running late. We were scheduled to attend the local (Single A) Chief’s baseball game downtown Peoria. I decided to drop-in on some friends and have a drink during the monthly Staff meeting (happy hour) at Roxy’s with the “Accounting” group I socialize with. After eating some greasy (but delicious) hot wings (actually chicken wings with Tabasco splashed on them) and two beers later, I went home to change and go to the game. You have to have a beer or two at the game (which I had) and a hotdog or two (which I didn’t have). We decided to go back to Roxy’s after the game to continue the fun we were having so far that night. Somewhere in there my sister leaves and I end-up dancing on the dance floor all night with some girl (didn’t ever get her name). I got disinterested and just wanted to go home early that night (2am or so). Remembering that I was at the baseball game earlier, and not understanding why I didn’t ask for that girl’s number (let alone her name) and just started walking towards the stadium (10 blocks away) to go home since I wasn’t drunk and was extremely tired. I had to walk around the CAT building because the gates were closed to get in the fence to the lot where I parked. That’s when I noticed… the lot was COMPLETELY EMPTY! Yes, my car was not there. Flipping out, I thought my car was towed. The only other time that happened I was being nice so a some friend’s of a ungrateful person (who ended up being mad at me for the whole thing, when this was really her fault) could get a ride instead of walking in the cold. So I swore that it was towed, I stand and think, “Did I walk to the bar? Did I drive or did I get a ride with my sister? Where did I park? There wouldn’t have been any spots to park at the bar, if I did. I had to have gotten a ride!” For whatever reason, I couldn’t remember and kept confusing myself with thoughts from earlier that day when I was there for happy hour. Eventually deciding that I drove to the bar after remembering that it was tough finding a parking spot, I started to walk back to the bar. Ten blocks and 3 bums later, I get back to Roxy’s, I quickly looked for my car. Not finding it, I really convinced myself that I left it in the CAT parking lot by the stadium. So back to the Stadium (and another 10 blocks later). Using the intercom at the gate, I called CAT Security to demand that I was a CAT employee and I couldn’t believe they towed my car. They sent out someone to help me find out where my car went because they didn’t have anything towed that night. The guard came out and escorted me to the office. He suggested that we get the video tape out to review it. Agreeing that it was a good idea, I started thinking more. After Security agreed to bring the tape to me, I decided that I will go back and look for my car at Roxy’s one more time. By this time its 3:45 or so and most people will be gone from the lot. The guard gave me the number for the office (I was supposed to call in-case I found it) and I was on my way, walking those 10 blocks that I got to know so well that night. Sure enough, when I got back to Roxy’s, one of 4 cars there was mine. I couldn’t believe it, I must be getting old.