But I’m really sitting here because I love the airport in Reno, and sometimes I like to hang out here and write for my blog. No, not really. I’m waiting for my shuttle back to Tahoe.
I flew into Philly last week and spent a day there before heading to New Jersey to see an old Tahoe housemate from two winters ago. Joey has taken it upon himself to buy a dilapidated house in what I would call the NYC suburbs and knock down the whole thing (sparing two walls for taxes, or something legal like that) and then build another one, a better one where it once stood. Pretty big project if you ask me, I was a little overwhelmed seeing the whole thing framed and thinking about all the work that has to come before the house is ready to sell.
After that I made my way up to Hartford to pick up Kelly who had flown in to attend the Shaggy/Michelle wedding, which was also the reason I was making my presence felt on the east coast. We promptly made our way to Niantic to stop and see my favorite canine, Ms. Pana Georgian. Pana my all time favorite dog. By breed a Brittney, which means she is a bread hunting dog. She is agile and aware in the woods, always on the lookout to protect her owner and chase anything that moves. But don’t think of Brittney’s as your typical dumb hunter dog. Oh no, Brittney’s are some of the smarter dogs out there, the Brittney breed is also well know for its showmanship, and the Brittney breed has more Hunting and Show Champions than any other breeds combined. The common denominator with Brittney’s is if you run them, they won’t destroy your house.
Now I live with currently live with a small midsized dog named Bella, she is a mix, but has some black lab in her. She is thin and cute and is just a ton of fun to play with. But she’s not the brightest dog around.
Now when I see Pana, after not seeing her for months she looked huge, her strong torso and powerful legs surprised me, and the was so excited to see me that she bulled me over and made me trip backwards over a step.
Now don’t get me wrong, I have painted a perfect picture of Brittney’s, but Pana in particular is one of the most stubborn dogs I have ever encountered. You put her on a lease and you will have a sore arm before too long. It doesn’t matter if you have one of those metal choker collars or not, she deosn’t care. You see, Brittney’s are not made to be on a lease. Nor are they made to wear stupid little booties, or sweaters, or anything else that would make them more of a fashion statement than a wonderful creature. But that being said, she is stubborn, but I always justify it by saying that she is stubborn enough to do what she wants, but smart enough to not get into too much trouble doing it.
Oh, Pana does have a mom and a dad, Luke and Isabelle, two of my good friends who were away for the weekend at a mountain bike race, so they let Kelly and I crash in their crib. So I took care of Pana for the weekend.
But enough about my secret canine crush, I had a wedding to go to. Shaggy and Michelle are my family, or as close to family as an Armenian guy and a Chinese girl could be to an American white boy.
They decided to have the wedding at their house in Old Lyme. They had a nice huge tent set up and did it up nice. The ceremony was led by Shaggy’s Armenian priest from Trumble, CT, and he did a great job. The ceremony was nice and Michelle looked amazing in a Chinese dress with gold designs ( I don’t even know the name for this style of garment, but think Meryen from Big Trouble in Little China).
The ceremony ended just in time for a little rain storm that lasted about 5 minutes and then the rest of the night was drinking and dancing in the tent, or at least that is what the rest of the night was for me. I think some of the people there were eating dinner and cake, but I was drinking and dancing. Did I mention I was drinking?
It was good to see a lot of old friends from Connecticut and meet some of the people whom I had heard so much about over the last few years.
It was interesting meeting people and rather than saying, “Wow, you flew in from California”, they were saying “You’re the guy that everyone was in shock that you actually wore a suit”. Yes, very nice to meet you too. For the record, I DO HAVE SOME CLASS!!
And by the way, having class has nothing to do with the suit you wear or the gloss on your shoes, but the strength in your character, but I digress.
Ok, I’m gonna go get some Gatorade because I have a splitting headache, and I’m thinking its from dehydration.
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