Meeting Michelle Williams of Destiny's Child

The occasional meeting of celebrities (much more famous than I am... ahem) is one of the fun perks of my career.  Today we had Michelle Williams of Destiny's Child fame and Adesola Osakalumi, who plays the lead in the musical production of Fela! on the Morning Blend  The production of Fela! is having a weekend run of shows at Centennial Hall here in Tucson.

Both Adesola and Michelle were very gracious and it was an excellent interview on the show.

If Destiny's Child ever gets back together permanently, I told Michelle I'd be happy to be the fourth member.  I'm waiting by the phone.

Still waiting... c'mon phone, ring dammit.

Adesola Osakalumi, who plays lead in the production of Fela!,
Michelle Williams, from the Fela! cast and pop supergroup Destiny's Child, and Ken Carr (wearing a cheap sweater).
It's all of the awesome that could fit on this couch.

A foggy Tucson morning

I woke up this morning to an unusual sight in Tucson:  Fog.

The conditions are rarely right for this area to experience fog.  And, when we do get it in the city it's usually of the light haze you can still see for a mile or two kind of fog.  That was the variety we had this morning.

It was still kind of fun to see.  It reminded me of living in northern California for a moment.  Then, I remembered that the kind of fog Stockton experiences many times limits visibility to halfway across the street.  It's not the same.  But I pretended anyway.

A foggy morning in Tucson

Arbys, Nips, and Colon Cleanser

This week has been pretty uneventful.  Work, sleep, eat.  Then this weekend, I felt like ass yesterday (with an odd headache) and didn't do anything except laundry, Tweet stuff I heard on the police scanner, and eat a sandwich from McDonald's.  So, today was the day to go do something fun with Anthony.

Fun in today's case involved dinner at Arby's across from Park Place Mall, grocery shopping at Walmart Neighborhood Market, and a stop at Walgreen's.

There's one appropriate word for this much fun:  Wheee.

Dinner at Arby's on Broadway in Tucson with Anthony.
2 turkey and cheddars (which are not very good by the way, stick to roast beef if you want cheddar),
an order of regular fries and an order of curly fries.

I convinced Anthony to pose for a photo at Arby's.
It's a miracle!

Anthony posed for a second photo at Arby's!
It's another miracle!

Shopping at Walmart Neighborhood Market at 22nd Street and Craycroft in Tucson.
New Philadelphia Cream Cheese dark chocolate.
Sounds like sex in an 8 ounce tub.

If you were hoping to buy water at Walmart Neighborhood Market... these empty pallets say "you're screwed".

Rice Krispies Treats Double Chocolatey Chunk
Because regular Rice Krispies Treats just weren't sweet enough.

Hot Dog Slic'r
You put the hot dog in there, push the dog body down, and it slices the hot dog into little chunks.
Then you use the little dish area under the dog's mouth to put ketchup (or dipping sauce) in.
It took everything I had not to buy one.

MaraNatha Caramel Almond Spread
Caramel Almond Spread would be an awesome name for a stripper.



Sanar Colon Cleanser 2002
In case you weren't sure what a cartoon drawing of your colon might look like, they provide one on the box.

Sneaky photo of Anthony: Digging through the clearance items at Walmart Neighborhood Market.
At least I think that is what he was doing... he was right next to the adult incontinence items.

Walgreen's Pharmacy at Speedway and Craycroft.
Lindt Chili Chocolate.
Anthony was very excited to inform me that he could guarantee this would give me diarrhea.
Thanks for looking out, Anthony.

Whoppers Reese's Peanut Butter Candy
Reese's is pretty much used for every kind of candy these days.

Nips Caramel
It must have been cold in the Walgreen's because I could see Nips!

Ology Bath Tissue
Made from sugarcane husk and bamboo
I can't think of anything that sounds more unpleasant to rub on my butt than bamboo.
Well, except for sandpaper.

It's fixed... but it's not fixed

I like living at Ridgepointe Apartments.  The crew in the office has always been wonderful.  My neighbors are nice.  It's two miles from work.  Cable is included in the rent.  There aren't major crime issues (which is one of Anthony's favorite things).

The one thing that has always been perplexing is how maintenance issues are handled.  I've written about many of those things over the last several years.

Last night, I took Lucky out for a late night tinkle and noticed that all of the fluorescent lights in the cover above my car's parking space were dark.  This happened when I lived at Kachina Springs across town and a police officer told me that it is a common thing for thieves to do at apartment complexes.  They unscrew the stick bulbs then return later and break into cars in the middle of the night.

I was hopeful something that sinister wasn't going on.  But, since it wasn't an emergency, I e-mailed the complex office and told them about it.  I assumed they would either replace all of the bulbs in that parking cover or attempt to determine why it wasn't working.

Just after 5 p.m. today I got a call from the office.  Apparently I had given them the wrong parking space number, but they were kind enough to look up the right one (I e-mailed them at midnight last night, oopsie for forgetting the number... my bad) and were sending someone from maintenance to fix it.

I thought that was awesome.  Service in less than 24 hours for a non-emergency problem.  Woohoo!

Of course, there's more to the story (you didn't expect that to be the end did you?).  I was out taking Lucky for a walk at about 9:30 p.m. tonight and when I walked near there I realized that the lightbulb above where my parking space is located is now working, but the rest of the bulbs in the awning aren't.  They only replaced one.  The one above my space.

I'll have a selfish moment and be grateful that at least it's lit above my space.  They didn't get the maintenance call wrong.  I was the person who requested that the light should be fixed above my car and it was.  I just found it odd that they wouldn't fix them all / replace the bulbs.

Reason number 126395 why I should rule the world.

Ridgepointe.
You can't live here if your car is afraid of the dark.

Finally a little bit of excitement around here

I think I drive Anthony crazy sometimes.

I've mentioned this before, but I live a relatively uneventful life.  So, I find ways to make it seem more exciting than it really is.  I love watching the TV show Cops, I listen to the police scanner regularly, and I get excited when I hear sirens or the police helicopter flying overhead anywhere nearby.

Ridgepointe Apartments where I live is a pretty quiet apartment complex.  The only time I've ever seen police here is what seems to be for the occasional domestic squabble.  I got a bit excited tonight when I was out walking Lucky and three officers walked past me.  I thought maybe I'd get to see some kind of action.

The officers went up to either apartment 20 or 21.  I was trying to act nonchalant so I circled back while walking the dog a few minutes later and they were leaving.  They did not have anyone in custody and they were leaving what seemed like less than five minutes later.  I was screaming in my head: "C'mon!  That's boring!"

Another neighborhood incident that turned out to be a dud last night:  Three blocks east of my apartment a suspect was supposedly holed up in an apartment at Pima and Wilmot.  The person that police were looking for had robbed a couple walking a dog at 5th and Rosemont on Sunday night.  But, after SWAT was at the apartment in question for about four hours they discovered the apartment was empty.

As far as Anthony, I think I drive him crazy because I get so excited when stuff like that happens.  He likes it quiet and uneventful.

At least he lets me watch Cops.  Bad boys bad boys, whatcha gonna do?