Google this!
Hmmm, considering all the google buzz I tried googling myself this morning. I finally found something that was actually about me, versus all those lucky folks who share my name.
Yeah, 6th page down I found a link to a show from June 2004.
[Events] this week's events... Sleeper Cell (MA) and No Regard (RI) Thursday June 17 5-9pm Gallery Night 10pm There's No Party Like An Irish Wake: Jon Tierney, Brad O'Brien, http://www.as220.org/pipermail/events/2004-June/000126.html - 4k -
exciting huh? So, ok, here's another example of me being, well... Me..
Left bright and early for my motor cycle riders course this morning, only to get to the Lincoln campus of CCRI and realize I have no idea where the classroom is. I finally find a security officer who shows me to the room, 20 minutes late. A disgruntled teacher asks me how he can help me. After apologizing for my lateness I explain myself.
"Hmmm you're not on my list, do you have you letter?" He asks
"No sir I couldn't find it this morning..."
"lost your letter, show up late and your not even in this class, you really are a schmuck aren't you?" He replies...
Slowly my hand reached for the true and trusty blade always kept within reach for such an insult.....
Then I realized maybe he's right, and moreover the twenty students staring at me would give eyewitness statements.....
SO, I rushed off to the Warwick campus thinking I just had the wrong school. Hmm rushing, that's a dangerous thing to do when you have to be somewhere, and you are already late. Yeah so I accidentaly got on 146 NORTH!!! Doh! Ok I think, I'll just get off at the first exit and turn around. Who said anything about the luck of the Irish? The first exit took me into this little neighborhood that went on and on and on till finally I hit a main street. Found my way back to the highway, and realized I was not wearing a seat belt. Judging by my luck so far this morning I didn't want to risk getting pulled over so I try and put my belt on and it won't budge... GREAT!!! OK doing 65 in a 55 in traffic tugging at my belt strap, swerving this way and that I'm thinking, may this crazy bastard shouldn't be allowed to ride a motorcycle....
No I decided, I paid for this course and it's something I want to do. SO I slowed down and decided, ok even if I'm late I'll show up and make arrangements to attend another first lecture class. I slowed down, let some traffic pass, opened my door and freed the belt strap that was caught in it. Put on my seat belt and hit the gas again. Get to the Warwick campus and realize, I'm starting all over again, I have no idea where the class room is... yay, twenty minutes of walking around in this empty building till I finally found someone to ask... Found my way to the room now one and one half hour late. I step in quietly and take a seat near the door, waiting for the teacher to have a free moment to talk to me.
When he does come over, I give him the abridged version of my Greek tradgedy.
And he tell me "well you're not on my list either, maybe you're supposed to be in the 12 noon class?"
hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaha
So here I am killing time in the Warwick kinkos talking to you. Wondering if maybe I should be in the 12 noon class in Lincoln?? and if this adventure has really just begun?
Dam I hope I really enjoy riding that motorcycle...
B
Yeah, 6th page down I found a link to a show from June 2004.
[Events] this week's events... Sleeper Cell (MA) and No Regard (RI) Thursday June 17 5-9pm Gallery Night 10pm There's No Party Like An Irish Wake: Jon Tierney, Brad O'Brien, http://www.as220.org/pipermail/events/2004-June/000126.html - 4k -
exciting huh? So, ok, here's another example of me being, well... Me..
Left bright and early for my motor cycle riders course this morning, only to get to the Lincoln campus of CCRI and realize I have no idea where the classroom is. I finally find a security officer who shows me to the room, 20 minutes late. A disgruntled teacher asks me how he can help me. After apologizing for my lateness I explain myself.
"Hmmm you're not on my list, do you have you letter?" He asks
"No sir I couldn't find it this morning..."
"lost your letter, show up late and your not even in this class, you really are a schmuck aren't you?" He replies...
Slowly my hand reached for the true and trusty blade always kept within reach for such an insult.....
Then I realized maybe he's right, and moreover the twenty students staring at me would give eyewitness statements.....
SO, I rushed off to the Warwick campus thinking I just had the wrong school. Hmm rushing, that's a dangerous thing to do when you have to be somewhere, and you are already late. Yeah so I accidentaly got on 146 NORTH!!! Doh! Ok I think, I'll just get off at the first exit and turn around. Who said anything about the luck of the Irish? The first exit took me into this little neighborhood that went on and on and on till finally I hit a main street. Found my way back to the highway, and realized I was not wearing a seat belt. Judging by my luck so far this morning I didn't want to risk getting pulled over so I try and put my belt on and it won't budge... GREAT!!! OK doing 65 in a 55 in traffic tugging at my belt strap, swerving this way and that I'm thinking, may this crazy bastard shouldn't be allowed to ride a motorcycle....
No I decided, I paid for this course and it's something I want to do. SO I slowed down and decided, ok even if I'm late I'll show up and make arrangements to attend another first lecture class. I slowed down, let some traffic pass, opened my door and freed the belt strap that was caught in it. Put on my seat belt and hit the gas again. Get to the Warwick campus and realize, I'm starting all over again, I have no idea where the class room is... yay, twenty minutes of walking around in this empty building till I finally found someone to ask... Found my way to the room now one and one half hour late. I step in quietly and take a seat near the door, waiting for the teacher to have a free moment to talk to me.
When he does come over, I give him the abridged version of my Greek tradgedy.
And he tell me "well you're not on my list either, maybe you're supposed to be in the 12 noon class?"
hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaha
So here I am killing time in the Warwick kinkos talking to you. Wondering if maybe I should be in the 12 noon class in Lincoln?? and if this adventure has really just begun?
Dam I hope I really enjoy riding that motorcycle...
B
posted by Brad O'Brien at 8:34 AM
1 Comments:
round an round he goes. you are gonna be glad when u r riding. oh and yeah, it was probably a good thing that you left that blade in your pocket.
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