Welcome Back Kott... I mean Johnson

So I know I've been in Southern Oregon since August, but now that the move has happened and Lori and I have our own place, it's finally feeling real. The move was... well, better planned than some; just kinda went sideways a bit. After flying down to L.A. on Thursday, we all kinda slacked off that evening. Friday, we were supposed to get up early and go get the Truck from Bakersfield (it was about $1000 cheaper to get it from Bakersfield instead of L.A.) By the time we got back it was somewhere around 4ish before a box made it into the truck. Midnight rolled around and we decided that it was late and we were pooped and didn't want to wake anyone so we locked it up to finish in the morning. We did actually get up around 8ish to finish the job. It somehow managed to drag on and on until we finally got onto the Interstate at 4:45pm; a bit later than we had hoped to be on the road. About 30 miles into the drive I began to panic because I was already falling asleep; you know, the eyes rolling back for a second, shaking your head, the whole thing. But I wanted to keep going. We made it over the grapevine, (a ginormous hill) and I started to kinda feel better. But then my head started to hurt. Knowing the headaches I can get, this made me nervous in a completely different way. They can get ridiculously bad. We stopped at a truck stop and I picked up some rapid release Tylonal. That shit rocks. I felt a lot better after about 20 minutes. So we continued on until Santa Nella where we got gas and decided that it was time for food and time to sleep instead of pushing ourselves too hard. What an outstanding decision that was. We got up the next morning, had a really good continental breakfast, the best I've ever had, and got back on the road. We finally rode into town around 3:30. Got to our place and started unloading. Ugh, there were a few times I wanted to yell or swing at some people, but we were all tired and it wouldn't have helped anything. I finally got to sleep around 12:30 I think, in time to get up and be at work at 8am the next day. I grabbed my stuff from Ashland after work and I think we're finally all moved in. Well, at least our stuff is in the place... Just in boxes.

It's been nostalgia central for me lately. First, after nearly 12 years, I've moved back to the town I grew up in; Eagle Point, OR. It's a bit strange to live there agin. I can remember so many things about growing up there, but so many things are different. There are more people, new buildings, different roads, and I really miss the way it felt in the town. But that just comes with time... And a stupid golf course down the road. That place changed everything. :( But it still has a hint of what it used to be like. And I really like that feeling. I can't explain it. It's home. Out my back door and window in the morning is neat...




Other things that have been taking me back have been on TV. I have cable at work and while I'm working or have nothing to do I'll watch a bit. Every morning I watch Saved By The Bell. I know a lot of people shutter or roll their eyes at this show. But there's just something about it that makes me happy. It's so cheesy and great all at the same time. I remember watching it growing up. Then repeats, and now again. I can't get enough. It's just... I don't know... A happy place. GO BAYSIDE!

After Saved By The Bell for an hour, (although it's on for 2 but I get to work for the last hour) I watch The Fresh Prince of Bell Air. Also a great show. Also cheesy. I get a different feeling from this show, but still good. It doesn't have the same effect that SBTB has on me, but still good. I think an hour of each of these shows is a good way to start the day off.

I've caught a few moves on AMC lately too. The Hunt For Red October has been on a lot, and is an excellent piece of film. The other day however, I caught the end of The Karate Kid, and then Karate Kid 2. They really are outstanding movies. They're of course very formulaic, but if it works, who am I to argue. They were also directed by the guy who directed Rocky. There's just something great about those movies.

Well, now that I've gone all retarded about things of the past, I'll end this for today. Give Saved By The Bell another watch. But be open minded about it. I know it's silly, and about kids who aren't really the best role models, but it's just.... fun. It's something that lightens the mood and eases tension. Something we could all use sometimes.