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Note: I
know that this describes an event in the past. It doesn't matter,
I still think it's interesting. I'm putting it as a current post
so you guys can read it, with plans to backdate it in a few days.
Enjoy!
Well, my day began with me waking up, rolling out of bed (as is my custom) and trying to make out a plan for how I was going to get my hair cut before 10:00 AM. Since it was already nearly Thus, I called Q (one of my coworkers) and told Janice, his wife, that it would be better if he could pick me up at 10:30 than at 10:00. She said that would be fine, and asked if it would be possible for me to meet Q at the church, so that he wouldn't have to drive all the way out to God's Story. I heartily agreed and bid her goodbye. However, I realized then that it would be best for me to ask Dorothy if that was okay, since I would be leaving her car in the church parking lot all day. So, I hiked up to the office, both to ask Dorothy about it and also to get a map of the local barbershops. Thing is, after a quick study of this map online had gotten me nothing but lost yesterday evening, I figured it would be better to have a hard copy before I went adventuring anywhere. Anyway, Dorothy said it would be fine, so I printed up my map and went on my way. Well, I had discovered yesterday that, at least when it comes to roaming Hemet, GTA was right: it's a lot easier to find things when you're roaming the city on foot. Thus, I found a parking lot that seemed reasonably near the barber shop I was procuring, and hit the streets. I wandered around town a bit, or rather, a small sector of it, and eventually figured out that the map I was looking at only really denoted major roads. That was the reason that the barber shop that looked just beyond the post office was nowhere near the post office. Thus, after a bit longer on foot, and then some in the car, I finally gave up. I was running out of time before I had to meet Q, and my pathetic map comprehension skills were showing themselves quite strongly. Thus, I finally gave up, and went to the church. Q was already waiting for me, although I was early. So I guess it was good I ceased and desisted. Anyway, after greeting Q and finding out when the church gates closed, so that the car wouldn't be trapped inside, we embarked on our adventure to go see the March Air Force Base museum. On the way, we had an interesting, if not an entertaining discussion, covering many topics. Since Q knew I was wanting to get a haircut, he was somewhat surprised to see me with my hair still long. Thus, he suggested a barber shop near his house, which is in a city near Hemet and which we would have to drive through anyway to get to the museum. Well, we stopped there and it was a quaint place, as all good barbershops should be. However, the price was a little bit higher than I had expected (although not unreasonably so) and, more importantly, it looked like we would have to wait for about a half an hour or so. Thus, since I felt really bad about making Q wait so that I could get my hair cut, I just told him we could swing by the place on our way back or I would just try in Hemet. So, we continued on and reached the air force museum without any trouble. The museum itself was somewhat smaller than I was expecting, since I've been to the one at Warner Robins AFB. However, the exhibits were very fascinating. But then, I'm a museum junkie, so maybe I'm biased. They not only had displays about the various planes, but they also had a scad of actual planes outside on display. The most interesting part, to me, anyway, were the displays of various equipment from various wars of the past. The coolest of these was, of course, the one that was also the most eerie: the WW2 German equipment. They had a whole set of SS and Gestapo regalia. The reason it was so eerie is that I discovered that SS troops had, as a standard part of their outfits, death's head pins. I'm sure it gave them just that much more of an aura of fear about them. Anyway, the coolest of the planes on display was practically my favorite aircraft in existence: an SR-71. Interestinge note: the SR-71 I saw was the same one... (drooling)... that was used in Space Cowboys. Anyway, aside from that stuff I also got to go on a simulator. I went to 4 or so Gs. Oh, it simulated takeoff, low level flight over some forested hills, a slight problem, and then... the plane stalled. Interestingly enough, I did okay during the stall (although I felt like I was going to die) but I had trouble making it through the low level flight. I had to shut my eyes and make my body refuse to be sick. It was quite interesting. However, I think they should have some sort of mats next to the simulator so you can lay down and get over your motion sickness when you're done. On the way back, we stopped at Q and Janice's house to eat. It was nice to have a homecooked meal for once. Then, Q brought me back to Hemet and dropped me off at the church. I decided against going home immediately, both because it would be boring and because I wanted to find the location of all the barber shops, so that I wouldn't have to hunt again on Monday or whenever I went to town again. During this hunt, I discovered that Hemet wasn't as boring as I had originally thought. It's just that you have to get out on foot to really experience it. Today, I decided to forget it all and actually stop at a local music store I had seen yesterday. It was awesome! It's like a cooler, less corporate, Hot Topic. Well, a Hot Topic mixed with a Media Play. They had some cool apparel, and a whole lot of music. Also a lot of... paraphenalia. I don't want to say that it looked like a pothead's equipment store, but it did. The scent of incense was strong indeed. No bongs, or anything of that sort, though. Oh, and to round up the day's events I bought my first deck. I have now graduated to poser from poser poseur. Thus I can say to myself: "Yesterday, you was an infant. Today, you're a child."
Well, my day began with me waking up, rolling out of bed (as is my custom) and trying to make out a plan for how I was going to get my hair cut before 10:00 AM. Since it was already nearly Thus, I called Q (one of my coworkers) and told Janice, his wife, that it would be better if he could pick me up at 10:30 than at 10:00. She said that would be fine, and asked if it would be possible for me to meet Q at the church, so that he wouldn't have to drive all the way out to God's Story. I heartily agreed and bid her goodbye. However, I realized then that it would be best for me to ask Dorothy if that was okay, since I would be leaving her car in the church parking lot all day. So, I hiked up to the office, both to ask Dorothy about it and also to get a map of the local barbershops. Thing is, after a quick study of this map online had gotten me nothing but lost yesterday evening, I figured it would be better to have a hard copy before I went adventuring anywhere. Anyway, Dorothy said it would be fine, so I printed up my map and went on my way. Well, I had discovered yesterday that, at least when it comes to roaming Hemet, GTA was right: it's a lot easier to find things when you're roaming the city on foot. Thus, I found a parking lot that seemed reasonably near the barber shop I was procuring, and hit the streets. I wandered around town a bit, or rather, a small sector of it, and eventually figured out that the map I was looking at only really denoted major roads. That was the reason that the barber shop that looked just beyond the post office was nowhere near the post office. Thus, after a bit longer on foot, and then some in the car, I finally gave up. I was running out of time before I had to meet Q, and my pathetic map comprehension skills were showing themselves quite strongly. Thus, I finally gave up, and went to the church. Q was already waiting for me, although I was early. So I guess it was good I ceased and desisted. Anyway, after greeting Q and finding out when the church gates closed, so that the car wouldn't be trapped inside, we embarked on our adventure to go see the March Air Force Base museum. On the way, we had an interesting, if not an entertaining discussion, covering many topics. Since Q knew I was wanting to get a haircut, he was somewhat surprised to see me with my hair still long. Thus, he suggested a barber shop near his house, which is in a city near Hemet and which we would have to drive through anyway to get to the museum. Well, we stopped there and it was a quaint place, as all good barbershops should be. However, the price was a little bit higher than I had expected (although not unreasonably so) and, more importantly, it looked like we would have to wait for about a half an hour or so. Thus, since I felt really bad about making Q wait so that I could get my hair cut, I just told him we could swing by the place on our way back or I would just try in Hemet. So, we continued on and reached the air force museum without any trouble. The museum itself was somewhat smaller than I was expecting, since I've been to the one at Warner Robins AFB. However, the exhibits were very fascinating. But then, I'm a museum junkie, so maybe I'm biased. They not only had displays about the various planes, but they also had a scad of actual planes outside on display. The most interesting part, to me, anyway, were the displays of various equipment from various wars of the past. The coolest of these was, of course, the one that was also the most eerie: the WW2 German equipment. They had a whole set of SS and Gestapo regalia. The reason it was so eerie is that I discovered that SS troops had, as a standard part of their outfits, death's head pins. I'm sure it gave them just that much more of an aura of fear about them. Anyway, the coolest of the planes on display was practically my favorite aircraft in existence: an SR-71. Interestinge note: the SR-71 I saw was the same one... (drooling)... that was used in Space Cowboys. Anyway, aside from that stuff I also got to go on a simulator. I went to 4 or so Gs. Oh, it simulated takeoff, low level flight over some forested hills, a slight problem, and then... the plane stalled. Interestingly enough, I did okay during the stall (although I felt like I was going to die) but I had trouble making it through the low level flight. I had to shut my eyes and make my body refuse to be sick. It was quite interesting. However, I think they should have some sort of mats next to the simulator so you can lay down and get over your motion sickness when you're done. On the way back, we stopped at Q and Janice's house to eat. It was nice to have a homecooked meal for once. Then, Q brought me back to Hemet and dropped me off at the church. I decided against going home immediately, both because it would be boring and because I wanted to find the location of all the barber shops, so that I wouldn't have to hunt again on Monday or whenever I went to town again. During this hunt, I discovered that Hemet wasn't as boring as I had originally thought. It's just that you have to get out on foot to really experience it. Today, I decided to forget it all and actually stop at a local music store I had seen yesterday. It was awesome! It's like a cooler, less corporate, Hot Topic. Well, a Hot Topic mixed with a Media Play. They had some cool apparel, and a whole lot of music. Also a lot of... paraphenalia. I don't want to say that it looked like a pothead's equipment store, but it did. The scent of incense was strong indeed. No bongs, or anything of that sort, though. Oh, and to round up the day's events I bought my first deck. I have now graduated to poser from poser poseur. Thus I can say to myself: "Yesterday, you was an infant. Today, you're a child."