Three Cheers for Jet Lag!

Although I still think I'm one of the only people around who regularly gets jet lagged but never leaves my time zone, it's still not as fun as the real stuff. Like what BritishTrishapaints is feeling right now.

Uggg... that's gross, but push through Trisha! Push through!

Speaking of Jet Lag, I'm currently amazed at the linkage of people around the world. It's really cool. Soon my friends will be covering the planet. I was thinking of that today and the thought crossed my mind of... "what a strange existence we have..."

Friends all over the USA, two in Hong Kong, one in a remote part of China secretly spreading the Gospel... funny story about that one... God kind of just tricked him into it, Trisha's over in England, people in Scotland, Jodi and Candice are in Australia, some in Germany and Switzerland, Andy in Norway (he was just made Corporal today - congrats!), Cam and Tracy are off to south east Africa, people in Samoa, Daniel and Michelle are about to go move to Mexico to be real estate tycoons, a whole group are in South Korea right now... well... they are being crazy and they are actually prayer walking the entire east-west section of the demilitarized zone between North and South Korea, some will even be venturing into North Korea for a few days and Erin (who spells her name Aryn) is living the life on a Disney Cruise Ship based out of Florida and spins around the Caribbean playing with kids! Talk about friendship jet-lag! We're everywhere!! I love it.

Hahahahahahahaa.... okay, okay, okay... this is too funny not to post. I just spelled checked the entry so far and the spell checker wants to turn Trisha's name to "Trashy." That's just not nice... but really funny. Sorry, Trisha.

As for the adventures of the 8th day of 24 years, I had a grand one! We're outfitting the mighty Mumby Mobile for another year of faithful service. This means getting some new tires. We didn't want to get the brand new ones because they start at over $80 a pop. There is this place in Edmonton called "Dollar Tire" that sells used tires. You can get pretty good tires for a lot less money there. And you can also get really entertained by the staff and the general workplace.

You have to give these guys credit, though. They did their job well and they were fairly polite.

Just when you go to this massive maze of tires everywhere and walk up to possibly the dirtiest man ever to have him help you, sometimes you begin to second guess yourself. Dad and I asked for a certain tire size and all this guy says is, "Follow me" and he blasts off down this hallway, the entryway to this hallway happens to be behind the counter which you think is supposed to keep the public out of the private employee only section.

So we have to run to catch up to this guy as he leads us through corridor after corridor of tires. I was lost instantly. He stops suddenly in front of a wall of tires and says, "Here they are." and promptly lights up a cigarette.

Since I am not well versed in tires we ask the man which four are good. He immediately pulls four off the self and once again says, "Follow me" and we're off running through the maze of tires a second time.

I could have sworn this was another portal into the Matrix.

We mysteriously come out in the waiting room area again and I still don't know how that worked. They put the tires on, while I was able to watch CNN at about 956 decibals. Lots of news in a continuous loop. I wonder how those newscaster people do it! I was going insane just listening to the same little news loop going over and over. It was listen to that or listen to the group of 12 year old's trying to be gang-bangers talking about how much they puked last night. It was rather graphic... want a sound bite?

"I was running outside and I felt it coming up so I just swallowed as hard as I could, but it didn't help........... I hate the feeling of vomit."

The endless CNN loop really was better.

Finally after about 45 minutes we were free to leave this strange, scary place.

I highly recommend Dollar Tire to anyone in Edmonton. Not only do you get nice cheap tires, but you get nearly endless adventure while purchasing them. Just 45 minutes there is about good enough for anyone. Unless you are tempted to enter into the Tire Rabbit Hole on your own....