Where the wind comes sweeping down the plain

I'm spending the week in Ardmore, Oooooklahoma. That's one of those statements where, if I reached the end of my life and never got to say it, I would be perfectly content.

Kind of like the sentences "I just dropped my cell phone in the toilet" and "I waited 27 hours for the cable guy" and "I drove 2 miles in 2 hours"

Now that I think about it, this blog may be nothing but a vessel to hold such sentences.

Anyway, Ardmore! So far, it's about exciting as anticipated. Meaning, I have a view of an IHOP out of my hotel window and opted to eat Lean Cuisine for my reiumbursable dinner.  Also, on the drive from DFW airport to Ardmore, I saw more pick up trucks in an hour and a half than I have seen cumulatively over the course of my life to date. It's bound to be a fun week.

I don't know much about Ardmore, but I'm guessing it will be hot this week. The reason I'm only guessing is I never check the weather.

That's only a bit of an understatement. I bet I check the weather an average of 1.5 times a year. I don't even glance at the weather app on my iPhone. I just keep it around because the sun is pretty and I can pretend it's always 73. There's two reasons I don't check the weather:

1. It seems everyone else in the world does, so I pawn off the work on them.
2. I don't really care what the weather is.

Reason #1 is always true. It's totally appropriate to talk to total strangers about the weather, and also helps you seem friendly and outgoing, so why not put the responsibility on them? Also, that way, if the weather's dead wrong, which it often is, you don't feel like you've been scammed by meteorology experts who've spent their entire lives trying to perfect weather prediction. It's much more comforting for me to think, "Maybe my dentist's secretary was confused." than "Turns out the weather man is a f*ckin liar."

Reason #2 is almost always true. The rare exception being if weather is going to delay a personal flight. For example, I'm going to wear the same grey dress pants, black shoes, and maroon shirt that I wore on site for my last 23 work trips tomorrow whether it's 50 degrees or 98 degrees. (However, my sister visited for the past two weekends and helped me "revamp" my wardrobe - post on that to come wherein I pretend to be a fashion blogger :) )

When I think about the weather, I always think of this Panic! At the Disco song lyric:

"I know it's sad, that I never gave a damn about the weather, and it never gave a damn about me."

The song's called Do You Know What I'm Seeing? and it's from the Panic! album called Pretty Odd ... although Rap and Country are my two favorite music genres, I love this CD, probably because it reminds me of my youngest sister who loved Panic! for quite some time. (and yes, I actually still have the physical copy of the burned CD in my car because I think it's 1995 and multi-CD players are cutting-edge technology.)

Coincidentally, that quote is actually exactly how I feel about politics, too. [Although a few readers (aka friends) have requested I write a post on politics...I'm considering writing it, but I like to be liked.]

Other than it likely being hot, not sure what to expect from Ardmore - my customer actually goes live tomorrow (woo hoo!) so I'm sure it will be a busy week. Hopefully I'm not distracted by all the crazy landscapes around here. Here's some pictures I snapped last time I was driving around the state of OK for work (between OKC and El Reno):

for the record, my co-worker and I tried to find Garth Brooks' home...but failed.

So, as long as the scenery calms down I should be able to focus on my go live :) Hope you all have great, or at least, tolerable, weeks :)

p.s. you should all check out the Oklahoma link above if you're intested in seeing Hugh Jackman in musical mode before his Wolverine days.