Audrey goes to Chicago
Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2005 2:31 am
Allo! I missed you all! (And plenty of excitement, I see!)
I went away to Chicago for a conference...
I left Wednesday and returned this evening.. (Monday)
The conference was aimed at those who work with prison/jail populace and was attended by advocates (such as myself) as well as guards, corrections officers, lawyers, etc etc etc...
I presented Sunday afternoon... (my topic was multi-cultural mores and morals and how they affect recidivism)
BUT, I will not bore you with that tale... Instead I will tell you about the big ol' ship of fools I was on the entire trip!
My office (me) stupidly coordinated riding/staying/etc with people who do what I do in neighboring states... It never hurts to network! There were 3 others, besides me.
I drove to Omaha Wednesday evening and stayed overnight with my friend Shayla. (The one I got arrested with a hundred years ago) We stayed up half the night drinking the two bottles of wine I took her and laughed and talked..
The next day she drops me off at the "meetin' up place" and slinks back into her car to go home and go back to bed...
Things get off on the wrong foot when the woman who INSISTED we use her van for the trip (a 2000 Ford Winstar despite my earlier offer to use my new GM flagship sedan with on-star and one of those global positioning things) announces she is not planning to run the AC as it "eats up the gas" (That our combined offices are paying her 46 cents a mile for)
I smile politely and hop into the way back seat-- saying a little prayer that everyone had plenty of antiperspirant on.
One of the other woman immediately plops a desk top oscillating fan on the seat beside me.. (Which I had to steady the entire trip as the seat belts were missing)
Still, I smile politely...
En route (windows down, blowing my formidable bun to smithereens) the driver puts in one of many "mixed cds" her son burnt her... Soon we were treated to every song The Judds ever recorded followed by other Country Chart Topping Smashes I have never heard before...
Remember.. the windows are down-- so that creature who was driving had the thing on really loud...
Still, I smile politely...
One of my companions had a prosthetic leg... I had to help her in and out of the van by "Pushing on her butt"
Still, I smile politely...
We get to Illinois and the driver lurches the van over to the shoulder and announces that she is not driving anymore-- So someone else has to. I still do not know why I raised my hand..
Back on the road I ask if we couldn't just put the AC on... After all, it is 90! She tells me, and I quote... "No way Jose"....
We get to Chicago.... I HATED driving it-- I thought I was going to throw up from pure stress and tension several times..
Luckily we were staying at the Drake... Lovely. I think-- well-- It has to get better here.
I get stuck with old tin leg...
Still, I smile politely...
I am STARVED as all they would stop for on the way was either convenience stores of fast food-- and I can not eat that stuff. So I ask them if they want to go to dinner.. MY TREAT. Of course-- they were delighted.
We ate seafood in the Cape Cod room...
Of course.. I smiled politely..
Back in our room.. Tinny proceeds to don an adult diaper RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, all the while explaining that it takes to long to strap on her leg in the middle of the night...
Still, I smile politely...
Friday was the get to know the others day... We had a breakfast mixer before boarding a bus for Game 1 of the Cubs/Red Sox 3 weekend games.
Who do you think had to push Tinny's butt up into the bus?
Still, I smile politely...
We get to Wrigley Field and to our seats-- Behind home plate on the second level... Not bad seats at all...
Driver Witch (Who I secretly referred to as Eva Braun) announces that she is going down to the dug out area to hang over the fence and ask for autographs for her son... She comes back in disgust having failed to get the ball players' attention and no autographs. I boldly announce that my Zackary would love a signed ball and trot off to buy a souvenir ball and sashay myself right down to the dug out-- where one well placed "enchante" and a little side ways head cock gets the attention of Bronson Arroyo who signs the ball and calls over 9 others who do as well.... Take that Eva...
She DID NOT smile politely...
We could see the sky box corridor and doors where we were sitting and I told them all that I was going up there to sit... They doubted me. That was just another one of their many mistakes...
I waited and watched.. and this man kept emerging from the box to smoke-- So I caught his eye-- waved and smiled and he waved back and was soon at my side and asked me if I cared to join him and his party in the sky box... I accepted with delight. (He was a total gentleman the entire time)
The Cubs won!
We return to the hotel and have a quiet night...
By the next morning I had met other people and did not hang out much with my traveling companions...
Saturday night a bunch of us walked to a Blues Festival in Millennium Park...
It was FABU!
Sunday was my presentation...
We spent Sunday night in the hotel and left this (Monday) morning...
It took us 12 hours to get home.. NO AC, Tinny had trouble getting her leg on so she took some diaretics... (Where in the heck was the depends when she needed them?)
By halfway home I had totally had it. I am not one to swear much-- and especially in front of people I do not know well...
BUT! I think I was justified in screeching " TURN THAT AC ON... I COULD COOK A ****ING ROAST IN HERE" She turned it on and then proceeded to complain about it the whole time-- I offered her $20 and she had the nerve to take it....
I am happy to be home....
XOXOXOXO
Auds
I went away to Chicago for a conference...
I left Wednesday and returned this evening.. (Monday)
The conference was aimed at those who work with prison/jail populace and was attended by advocates (such as myself) as well as guards, corrections officers, lawyers, etc etc etc...
I presented Sunday afternoon... (my topic was multi-cultural mores and morals and how they affect recidivism)
BUT, I will not bore you with that tale... Instead I will tell you about the big ol' ship of fools I was on the entire trip!
My office (me) stupidly coordinated riding/staying/etc with people who do what I do in neighboring states... It never hurts to network! There were 3 others, besides me.
I drove to Omaha Wednesday evening and stayed overnight with my friend Shayla. (The one I got arrested with a hundred years ago) We stayed up half the night drinking the two bottles of wine I took her and laughed and talked..
The next day she drops me off at the "meetin' up place" and slinks back into her car to go home and go back to bed...
Things get off on the wrong foot when the woman who INSISTED we use her van for the trip (a 2000 Ford Winstar despite my earlier offer to use my new GM flagship sedan with on-star and one of those global positioning things) announces she is not planning to run the AC as it "eats up the gas" (That our combined offices are paying her 46 cents a mile for)
I smile politely and hop into the way back seat-- saying a little prayer that everyone had plenty of antiperspirant on.
One of the other woman immediately plops a desk top oscillating fan on the seat beside me.. (Which I had to steady the entire trip as the seat belts were missing)
Still, I smile politely...
En route (windows down, blowing my formidable bun to smithereens) the driver puts in one of many "mixed cds" her son burnt her... Soon we were treated to every song The Judds ever recorded followed by other Country Chart Topping Smashes I have never heard before...
Remember.. the windows are down-- so that creature who was driving had the thing on really loud...
Still, I smile politely...
One of my companions had a prosthetic leg... I had to help her in and out of the van by "Pushing on her butt"
Still, I smile politely...
We get to Illinois and the driver lurches the van over to the shoulder and announces that she is not driving anymore-- So someone else has to. I still do not know why I raised my hand..
Back on the road I ask if we couldn't just put the AC on... After all, it is 90! She tells me, and I quote... "No way Jose"....
We get to Chicago.... I HATED driving it-- I thought I was going to throw up from pure stress and tension several times..
Luckily we were staying at the Drake... Lovely. I think-- well-- It has to get better here.
I get stuck with old tin leg...
Still, I smile politely...
I am STARVED as all they would stop for on the way was either convenience stores of fast food-- and I can not eat that stuff. So I ask them if they want to go to dinner.. MY TREAT. Of course-- they were delighted.
We ate seafood in the Cape Cod room...
Of course.. I smiled politely..
Back in our room.. Tinny proceeds to don an adult diaper RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, all the while explaining that it takes to long to strap on her leg in the middle of the night...
Still, I smile politely...
Friday was the get to know the others day... We had a breakfast mixer before boarding a bus for Game 1 of the Cubs/Red Sox 3 weekend games.
Who do you think had to push Tinny's butt up into the bus?
Still, I smile politely...
We get to Wrigley Field and to our seats-- Behind home plate on the second level... Not bad seats at all...
Driver Witch (Who I secretly referred to as Eva Braun) announces that she is going down to the dug out area to hang over the fence and ask for autographs for her son... She comes back in disgust having failed to get the ball players' attention and no autographs. I boldly announce that my Zackary would love a signed ball and trot off to buy a souvenir ball and sashay myself right down to the dug out-- where one well placed "enchante" and a little side ways head cock gets the attention of Bronson Arroyo who signs the ball and calls over 9 others who do as well.... Take that Eva...
She DID NOT smile politely...
We could see the sky box corridor and doors where we were sitting and I told them all that I was going up there to sit... They doubted me. That was just another one of their many mistakes...
I waited and watched.. and this man kept emerging from the box to smoke-- So I caught his eye-- waved and smiled and he waved back and was soon at my side and asked me if I cared to join him and his party in the sky box... I accepted with delight. (He was a total gentleman the entire time)
The Cubs won!
We return to the hotel and have a quiet night...
By the next morning I had met other people and did not hang out much with my traveling companions...
Saturday night a bunch of us walked to a Blues Festival in Millennium Park...
It was FABU!
Sunday was my presentation...
We spent Sunday night in the hotel and left this (Monday) morning...
It took us 12 hours to get home.. NO AC, Tinny had trouble getting her leg on so she took some diaretics... (Where in the heck was the depends when she needed them?)
By halfway home I had totally had it. I am not one to swear much-- and especially in front of people I do not know well...
BUT! I think I was justified in screeching " TURN THAT AC ON... I COULD COOK A ****ING ROAST IN HERE" She turned it on and then proceeded to complain about it the whole time-- I offered her $20 and she had the nerve to take it....
I am happy to be home....
XOXOXOXO
Auds