I am shutting down my xanga! I have too many of these computer whatsamajiggers. If you really would like to read what's going on with me, I am going to start blogging on my MYSPACE.

Here's the link:

http://blog.myspace.com/rbm_on_stage

Thank you and goodnight.

RBM

WARNING:

This post will be lengthy, but stick with it. You'll be glad you did. Schadenfreude to the max!

So...

this has been by far the worst travelling experience EVER!

I finished packing at my mother's house in Choctaw at about 3:30 this morning for my flight that was set to depart at 7:37. I lie down, get a few measly hours of shut-eye (largely my fault), and wake up at 5:45 ready to go. Eric and Terjuana are both there helping me get my four bags into Eric's car. Done. They drive me to the airport and drop me off. Terjuana didn't blubber and cry as expected, but she did refuse to hug me or look me in the eye. Anyway, that's beside the point. I get to my first gate in plenty of time, board the plain and take off. All is well.

I land in St. Louis at 9:20am. [I should warn you that there will be very little positive posting beyond this point.] I get off the plane looking for TV monitors to tell me where my connecting flight to Pittsburg is boarding from. I find the monitors, but find no connection information about a Pittsburg flight set to board in ten minutes and leave in forty. I ask one of the nice ladies behind a gate desk what is going on and she says, in great ghetto form I might add, "We [American Airlines] don't ha' dat flight no mo. US Erways got it now. We was havin technical difficulties on da plane and don't ha' anotha one comin' in inny time soon. Go to Terminal E." I look down at my cell phone and realize that homegirl's speech has just taken precious time out of my mad dash two miles across the airport. I was in Terminal B. Off I go. Almost fifteen minutes later I arrive in Terminal E only to see Southwest Airlines information plastered everywhere. I thought that was kind of odd. So, stopped to ask another kind lady (one of the TSA people) if US Airways flew out of Terminal E. And the answer was....... You guessed it: a big fat NO. And not only "no" but US Airways flew out of Terminal A, RIGHT NEXT TO WHERE I WAS TO BEGIN WITH AND TWO AND A HALF MILES BACK ACROSS THE FRICKIN' AIRPORT! So, another fifteen minutes, no breath, and ample pit sweat later I reach Terminal A. 9:50. I had to go back through a security checkpoint because I had to exit security through Terminal B to get to Terminal A, and of course there would be two long ase lines extending all the way to BFE. So, I get in line and wait. I finally reach the front at 9:59. Keep in mind I still don't know where my gate is. I take off my shoes and belt, place my laptop on the conveyer belt, put my wallet and cell in the gray bin, and walk throught the metal detector. And what happened? Not what you think. One of my carry on bags looked suspicious in the scanner thing. Therefore, my bag had to be searched. 10:04. The TSA finishes searching my bag and I make an even madder dash to my gate knowing that my flight has left me. I get to my gate. 10:09. There is a line at the counter, but I ignore it and run right up to the man behind the desk, "Is the 10:00 flight for Pittsburg gone already?" He looks up slowly, "Boy, we ain't even boarded that flight yet. It's on a TWO HOUR DELAY." If black people turned red, I would have been the motha f*ckin Kool-Aid Man.

To be continued...

Uh-huh there's more.

PEACE OUT.

JESUS LOVES YOU  

RBM

p.s.

Lauren Nelson = Miss Oklahoma 2006. 'Nuff said.

Ya know what I think?

I think there needs to be a Tony Award/Goodbye Terren Party at Eliza, Erin, and Katie's on June 11.... and Chelsea needs to be there.

That is all.

PEACE OUT

JESUS LOVES YOU

RBM

{EDIT} I would just like to point out for the record that no actual plans for the aforementioned hypothetical party were made in the post. GEEZ! I was just thinking out loud... or on Xanga. Don't get your panties in a bunch!{EDIT}

Q: You know what pisses me off?

A: In the past six months I have been hit on by men at least ten times. 4 times via some internet networking site or another... 5 times via interpersonal communication... and 2 times via a random AIM instant message. AND THOSE ARE JUST THE INCIDENTS I'M CERTAIN I REMEMBER. I don't get it. I really don't get it. I mean, what about either my facebook or myspace profile is blaring the "I'm Attracted to Men. Please Send Me a Cyber Sex Invite" sign. I'm pretty sure that both of those profiles say that I am STRAIGHT! STRAIGHT! STRAIGHT! And in person, I can see how signals might get crossed because I think we all know that I am not the most masculine guy on the planet. However, I'm not running around talking with a lisp, hair that looks like a frickin' Anime character, and a message T-shirt that references how the stroking of my penis either. (Yeah, that was a generalization, but it's true.) Seriously though. And you know? I wouldn't even mind it so much if I was occasionally hit on by a woman, but no.  Tis an impossibility, methinks. Done.

Q: Why does that big asshole Summer have to take my friends away from me?

A: I don't know, but it sucks. People are going away. Like away, away. Like for good, away. And I know that some of them are coming back, but damn if I won't and don't miss them. Jess, Jeff, Chels, Jay (yeah, i know. i'll still miss his ass.), Collin, Rick, and Terj to name a few. I realize that this is kinda selfish of me, but I really am happy for all of the opportunities my friends have been blessed with. It's really awesome.

Q: Why am I sitting here blogging when my stomach is threatening to implode from hunger?

A: Arby's anyone?

JESUS LOVES YOU!

PEACE OUT!

RBM

A FEW THINGS ABOUT ME

1. In one sentence, explain your last relationship?
Can you say "awkward?"

2. What made you smile today?
Running two miles.

3. What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.?
Sleeping.

4. What were you doing 15 minutes ago?
Checking my Facebook.

5. Something that happened to you in 1985?
I escaped my mother's womb on January 3 at 1:15pm.

6. Your prom night?
Junior- BLEW HARD
Senior- SOOOOOOOO MUCH FUN!

7. Last thing you said aloud?
"Okie-dokie." to Myka telling me I had to plan her upcoming birthday party.

8. Last thing someone else said aloud?
"No alcohol though. I'm only twenty." Myka giving me details about said party.

9. Worst thing currently on television:
CSI: Miami

10. What was in the mail today?
I don't get mail anymore.

11. How many different beverages have you drank today?
4.

12. What is your favorite part of the day?
Right after I work out.

13. Your current To-do list?
Get my oil changed. Hang with Ryan. Make some money. Buy dance shoes.

14. Where is your best friend right now?
One is in the next room sleeping. Another is in MWC in his own house sleeping. Another is in Choctaw sleeping in bed with her husband. And lastly, one is sleeping in bed with her fiancee.

15. What color is your toothbrush?
Red and white... predominantly red.

16. What is out your back door?
Back door? On the balcony is a couple of HUGE rubbermaid containers and a non working fan.

17. Any plans for Friday night?
Telling Ryan a that will make him freak.

18. Least favorite place to shop?
Wal-Mart, but it's sad cause I love shopping there too.

19. Last thing you bought?
A litre of Tropical Punch Gatorade.

20. Last gift you received?
New shoes from my mom.

21. Funniest thing you heard all day?
Myka talking about actresses she doesn't like.

22. Favorite mug?
I don't really have a favorite mug, but I do have three favorite cups. One is from the Dixie Stampede in Branson, MO.

23. What color is your front door?
This is kinda scary. I don't know. I think Maroonish.... I'm right.

24. Beauty is:
Idividuality

25. Describe your keychains:
A blue rock climbing clip. That's all.

26. Where do you keep your change?
It used to be a large mason-type jar I stole from my mom, but not it's a Great Value brand sandwich bag.

27. Say something to your crush no one knows about?
It's been almost three years.

28. What kind of winter coat do you have?
Let's not talk about it. Thanks Mom.

29. What was the weather like on your graduation day?
Warm and clear.

30. Last ice cream flavor?
Does gelato count? It' doesn't matter. It's the same anyway. Vanilla.

31. Last rainbow you saw?
I only vaguely remember.

32. Something you are excited about?
CLOC

34. How many licks are in a tootsie pop?
It only ltook my giraffe two. Big tounge.

35.Current mood?
Complacent.

36. What role does God play in your life?  He should be EVERYTHING, but I'm not quite there. I'm working on that. I love Him, though. I think He knows.

JESUS LOVES YOU,

PEACE OUT,

RBM