I AM BAD ASS

First off new york is by far one of my fav cities - it is the only place that i can lose my license, but not my wallet - see a man with a sock on his hoo hoo wearing a cape, yet he looks appropriate - where i can be on a rooftop watching fireworks, next to a model having a photo shoot, and a couple practicing the meringue. its definitely the city where randomness coincides in a completely run-of-the-mill way.

Kansas City aka KC, now has a special place in my heart - mostly bc of the ridiculousness that began at the airport. What do you do when you're at the airport 3 hours before your flight time?? You hit up the bar - i made 4 drinking buddies (one who was on her way to rehab - hope it works out this time M) - and one who happened to be on my flight (the 3 vodka tonics on the plane was an ingenious idea).

I'll sum up the weekend in a few phrases: cougars who give lap dances, kissing as a negotiation technique, french fries as chasers, and mind blowing bbq. if none of this appeals to you we had at $125 bar tab for dinner and 12 rounds of drinks for 5 people!

I would like to thank my coworker for reminding me not to drunk dial - "if my dad had not drunk dialed my mom, i would not be here." drunk dialing can lead to children - got it!

On Saturday - i jumped out of a perfectly fine plane - skydiving is amazigness - the feeling of floating in the air is exhilarating! As the guy i jumped with stated during our free fall "this is bad ass" which translates to i am bad ass! Look at the pic below that's 20 minutes before i jumped, the only reason i didn't wear a skirt is bc Carol forbid it....