Guardo Camino: Archive

Year in Review - In brief, chronological form

Here it is… Continued to reel over best friend’s sudden death Went to Nashville for R&R (April) Got engaged to girlfriend of 2 years (April) Found out I’m/we’re expecting a daughter in Feb/March 2011 (June… holy surprise!) Went to Bermuda for an extended time for more R&R (July - Aug) My mom died on her 56th Wedding Anniversary (Sept. 4, 2010) Moved to...

Dec 31st

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Tires

Seeing as I’m fairly clueless when it comes to all things automotive… In my best southern drawl, I’m seriously asking…. where’s the best place to get truck tires (pronounced tiiiiiuuurs)?

Dec 30th

Nothing Personal: My office, my clubhouse →

zorica: We’ve been doing nine shows a week and selling out for many of them, coming close for the others. I’d never heard the house packed with 1800 people before. When you get up around 12 or 13 hundred the applause starts to sound like furious rain as we’re scrambling into place for bows. At 18 hundred… I spent hours upon hours at the Bellagio sports book last weekend…. sigh..

Dec 30th

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Dec 27th

Dec 26th

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The reality of NYC Apartment living - Extortion,...

I’m typically a generous guy. I typically over-tip at restaurants and bars, etc. But, tipping can get out of control. When you live in NYC, the holiday season means tip time. And tip time means rip out the $$$. In all seriousness, I can possibly tip more at Christmas than what I spend on Christmas gifts, combined! In truth, buildings send out emails to residents posting all of the...

Dec 21st

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Dec 20th

Dec 19th

Such a gamble

Ok. So I leave for Vegas in less than an hour, and I check the weather there. It’s raining. In friggen Vegas. You have to be kidding me. Le sigh.

Dec 18th

Dec 17th

Dec 16th

miss ya to death, chris..... 1967-2009

Dec 16th

damn...

Dec 16th

You can’t change the feeling but you can change your feelings about the feeling in a second or two… People always come around.

Dec 14th

Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dreaming so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled back, skin falling off. But he wasn’t afraid of that. It was a beautiful day. How ‘bout some coffee? Don’t mind if I do. Take a little ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love...

Dec 14th

Observation of the day

I am waiting at the corner when I smell something burning. I turn to the man standing next to me and ask if he smells it too. In preparing to speak he lets a cloud of condensed breath out into the freezing air. For a half second my mind plays a trick on me. “Oh no, he’s burning,” I think.

Dec 13th