Day 154

Live from the west coast in beautiful, sunny Scottsdale, Arizona. We flew out yesterday and of course the minute we got on the plane, it began to pour, so all western departures were delayed an hour. It is usually not that big of a deal to me, but since we had Casey underneath or seat curled up in her bag, I was a little concerned. Halfway through the flight, for the first time since we have been bringing her onto the plane with us, she wanted out of the bag badly. We heard her start to whimper, and then try to paw her way out. We still had two hours left and we couldn't take her out of the bag, so we brought the bag up and she sat on my lap until she calmed down. She eventually fell asleep, but I kept her on my lap for almost two hours. By the time we put her back under the seat for landing, my feet and legs were numb. Nevertheless, we arrived and she was fine. I must give mad props out to the twin babies sitting on laps the row in front of us. When we walked onto the plane and saw them right in front of us and was was picturing 4 hours of crying. They barely made a peep. We went to dinner at our favorite pizza place here Oregano's and clearly I over ate and I ended up having to take care of business on our stop at the grocery store on the way home. Again - mad props to Basha's grocery for their clean bathrooms.

On to the rest of the evening. We caught the last hour of the American Idol finale and all I have to say about that is "SOUL PATROL!" What a P-ROD! Seriously, I am officially done with that show. As much as I enjoy it, the fact that that glorified karaoke lounge singer Taylor Hicks won. Other than his first album which will sell on the merits of American Idol alone, this guy won't sell 5 albums. His quirks bother me to no end, he may be the worst dancer I've seen since any white guy not named TD or Mark P at a wedding, and his voice is average at best. But worst of all, the constant screaming of "Soul Patrol" every 5 seconds is like fingernails on the chalkboard. He wins it all, and Ryan Seacrest says "Taylor what do you have to say to your fans?" His response? Of course "SOUL PA-TROLLLLLLLLL." Katherine McPhee is real hot by the way. I dig her. Lastly, someone needs to put Paula Abdul out of her misery. She is a disturbed and strange woman.

Max and I tivo'd the Suns/Mavericks game and watched it in full without knowing the outcome. I have to say it was a magnificently played game. Both teams were scoring at will and Steve Nash was sensational. The up and down action is what the NBA should be. The Miami/Detroit series, other than Dwayne Wade, puts me to sleep. But I watched every second intently of the Suns and Mavericks. By the way, watching a game via tivo is the best. A three hour game was watched in about an hour and 45 minutes. Add on the fact that I was watching it on a 62 inch LCD TV in High Definition and I felt like we were there. Lock me in for one of those when we move into the house in August.

Big weekend here as the wedding is a few days away. I am working until noon PST today and then I will be working a little more - on my tan that is. Late afternoon nap and a family dinner at Maggiano's tonight. Finishing up by going over to see Rafal's new house. I'll have full details of the wedding Monday late afternoon after the brunch. Have a great memorial day weekend everyone....PEACE..

Song of the Day: "By the Time I Get to Arizona" by Public Enemy