My Baggage

This week’s Hump Day Hmm is about what we carry with us. Not so much the physical things, but the little tidbits, stories, etc. that we all keep in the back of our minds.

For me, and I think this has a lot to do with the fact that I am still young, most of my baggage consists of memories and not so much the “life lessons” that most people have. However, I do have a couple of “mangled” sayings that I do keep in there, mostly because I like them ๐Ÿ˜‰

One of the items in my memory stash are the trips that I took during my Senior year in High School. That year, we had the opportunity to go to the first Inauguration for President Bush. While I didn’t march, one of the things that I remember was that while going over to the Old Post Office to pick up something to eat (I wound up getting Panda Express, if I remember correctly), I spotted then-Governor of Minnesota, Jesse Ventura interviewing a radio station. What I also remember about that day was that it was a chilly and rainy day and that a late parade didn’t help things much at all, but in the end it was much worth it even if we had to leave right after seeing our group march by. The reason we had to leave was that we actually had to get back to the Rosslyn by Metro so that we could take the bus back to our hotel (which, incidentally was about a half mile from another Metro station which would have gotten us to Federal Triangle without having to chase all the way up to Rosslyn) so that we could get changed for a boat ride on the Potomac.

And since I’ve opened that can of worms, I may as well finish the story of the day (there is something about these Hump Day Hmms that brings back these memories to me, almost in their entirety very a) interesting and b) cool effect). While we were riding the train to Rosslyn, I had rewound my camcorder to play back the video of our band going by, but I hadn’t played it back. I then started to record the trip up what seemed to be the longest escalator out there. Luckily, I stopped and didn’t lose the whole band’s performance. ๐Ÿ™‚

So, we get back to the hotel, and it’s a quick in-and-out so that we can get changed for the boat trip. After yet another trip up I-395 into the District, we get to the boat. Now, remember that this *is* January 20th, but nevertheless, we go ahead with the trip. I don’t remember all the details about the trip, but I seem to remember that they encouraged folks who were couples to have photos taken. I also don’t remember what was served for dinner, it might have been a beef dinner, but I’m not sure. What I do remember, however, was that they had some dancing afterward, and I wasn’t feeling up to it – I was feeling a bit blah and was getting crabby; mostly, I think, because of having had a long day and just wanting to rest. Yet I was coaxed out onto the dance floor, and I had a hell of a time; someone even managed to take a photo of me (a relatively difficult thing as I like to duck cameras) and it got onto the CD slideshow that they gave all of us. After that, I walked around a bit and next thing I knew, we were back at the dock and back in the hotel.

The other trip that we took was a couple of months later, in April, and this time was a trip that was in the planning for a little bit longer than the other one (the Inaugural trip wasn’t even confirmed until the very last minute before we were to go off on our Christmas vacation; that’s another story that I’ll have to tell later ;)), and it was a trip out to Los Angeles. This was definitely more of a vacation than the Washington trip, yet we still had to put in some work, such as marching in the Main Street USA Parade, a clinic with some Disney musicians, and a clinic at USC. One of the more interesting things that happened was that I was approached by some tourists to take their picture, which I obliged to, and to mark that, I didn’t take their picture with my camera, I took a picture of the banner that they stood under. ๐Ÿ™‚

It was also on that trip where I had a lot of fun – the only place that wasn’t totally fun was Knott’s Berry Farm. To be honest, if you’re travelling in the Anaheim area, and want to know where to go, if you have young kids or really love rollercoasters, go there; otherwise it’s kind of a disappointment. But, of course, your mileage may vary, and the person who didn’t quite understand the concept of 2ยข+3ยข = 5ยข and gave me all 5 pennies has probably moved onto another job ;). The other attraction there is the chicken – to me, it was a chicken dinner and I didn’t notice anything special about it. Maybe my opinion of it would be different now; I don’t know for sure ๐Ÿ™‚

There is a lesson to be had in this though – if you have the opportunity to do something, go for it. It was on that trip that I missed out on a couple of cool things – one is the ride at California Adventure called Soarin’ over California – I was either slow through the gate or something else so I didn’t get a pass to go into there and from what I’ve seen, I missed a heck of a show. The other opportunity that I missed was where some of the chaperons went to the Crystal Cathedral for a tour. I would have loved to go to that instead of Knott’s Berry Farm mostly because it’s something that is very amazing to see on TV, but in person is about 100 times more beautiful.

I had mentioned some sayings that I keep in my head, they’re fairly logical, one’s meant to be somewhat funny yet true, one’s a mangled idiom, and the other one is theoretically true.

The first one is the mangled idiom. I don’t know why I started saying it, but I did one day and it’s stuck. Meant for those times when you’re left “out to dry” or when you’re in a situation with no fix, it’s “(You’re) up a creek without a river“. Of course, changing river to paddle fixes the quote, but the sentiment is the same – if you’re in a creek, you don’t have a river’s more powerful current to pull you along.

Next up is “Wherever you go, there you are“. A very true sentiment which really doesn’t mean anything. The main reason I keep it in my head is that it’s something that my band director told all of us. This is the same band director who, upon seeing me listening to a radio while walking in the morning before school, christened me with the nickname of “Nuclear {Sephy}”. The reasoning? Because I was “radioactive” (rimshot or crickets, your choice ;)).

And the other saying is “Never underestimate an idiot with a bad idea“. I’m not sure where exactly I picked it up from, but if I had to guess it was from somewhere on Deviantart; I’m not a member there, but all the search results come from there.

As far as the things I physically carry with me, if I go anywhere, I usually carry three or four things – my wallet, cellphone, camera, and if I think I’m almost out, extra batteries. I used to carry my scanner with me, to listen for incidents that might be out there, but I’ve stopped carrying it with me everywhere because it gets kinda bulky to carry with me all the time. Not only that, I need to bring headphones for it so that I can listen without having it so loud that the sound gets distorted.

4 thoughts on “My Baggage

  1. My grandfather loved “wherever you go there you are.” It is interesting that these exercises make you recall events like this. I enjoyed hearing about your DC trip.

  2. I live in the area you describe and have never made it to the Crystal Cathedral. I should make a point of it. Sometimes you take for granted the things that are in your own backyard.

  3. Snos – The memories aren’t only interesting, but overall fun (even if I did get cranky at times back then) ๐Ÿ™‚

    Julie – Thanks, I have a few more stories about both of these trips, I’ll have to share some of them. ๐Ÿ™‚

    mary-lue – I think that’s almost a universal thing – we always check out the out-of-town sights, and always overlook the nearby ones.

    Thanks for the comments ๐Ÿ˜‰

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