Further & Further into the Unknown
Flight Recorder from Viking 7
Well, Happy New Year to all. So far 2013 has been rocking. I have seen already crossed path with more celebrities then I have in any years previous…combined. That been cool. Maybe it is some kind of foreshadowing sign of my coming fame! I also enjoyed a few dark chocolate chunk cookies from Cookies By George. Pretty Cool. Anyone remember the first thing they ate in 2012? No. Probably not. I don’t. Hope everyone enjoyed a safe, and happy new year and concluded the holiday season with smiles, friends & families.
As I sit here on this Air Canada Airbus – En route to Hawaii for my annual vacation, and to start off this new calendar year. Tough, I know. I already told you. It’s been rocking! As I was, I sit here, and first of all, I am absolutely freezing to death, and am puzzled as to why there can’t be even the slightest little bit of heat coming from this plane. I also sit here, thoroughly annoyed of the person who continually rifles off his “I need help right this second” beeper/light. Whatever it is. I have never in my life rang it, as I have always been patient, and trusting enough that the flight attendants will make there rounds in due time, and I will get whatever it is I need. Though, maybe I should ring and get a blanket. Nah, I don’t want to inconvenience anyone. I’ll freeze. Some other people though. Clearly not. K seriously. The same guy has since rang it 5 times in the time it took me to type those few lines. I am starting to think it might just be an annoying child… In a grown ups body. I feel sorry for these flight attendants, I certainly could not deal with those people. Actually, I could. Here is how. First, I would scan the situation, see if there is any need for first aid. Hopefully there isn’t. Then I would continually walk by the impatient prick, but in the opposite aisle (yes, big plane) and then, I would just continually antagonize the impatient murphy till he gave it a rest. Kind of like my belief on crying babies. Lock them in a room, and let em’ cry themselves to sleep. Don’t worry. I am not a parent. Nor have any plans to ever become one. This is just how I deal with my brothers, Brody & Kyle. 13 & 21 respectively. Still. Lock the babies in a room, they’ll cry themselves to sleep. Haha. Kidding bro’s! Kind of. Also, as I sit here on this plane. I truly think I have the best seat on the entire air bus. Well, second. Whoever the third person in the seat next to Dallas Green, and Leah Miller… They might be the luckiest. But, in terms of space. I am right in the middle of the machine, and have a pair of seats to myself, with the window. Across the small aisle is 3 seats, and only one person is in that! I debated whether or not she had the best seat, because she has 3 seats to herself, but then I looked out the window and saw the plane wing, and decided when we are landing in Maui, I will have the best seats as I check out the views. She will… uhh, check me out while I check out the views. Boom. But yes, if you are still wondering about what I just briefly mentioned. Dallas Green is about 25 rows ahead of me with his lovely looking wife, Leah. Of course they flew fancy class, Which is cool. If I could, I would. This is a long flight. Fortunately, I got seats to my self. But, seeing those 2 on this plane… Makes me wonder, Surely they have enough money between the two of them they are able to fly on there own, privately to Maui. Or, surely they have friends who can hook them up… Etc. So, I am slightly puzzled as too why they choose charter. I know nothing about flying private, so I don’t want to create much of an argument. So, I will settle for the answer that I presume is the truth, they are flying charter, cause they just want to be normal. Good for them. Good humble, Canadian kids. Why can’t the rest be like the best. Oh, also on this flight. Mr. Mayor; Naheed Nenshi. Not sure where he is sitting. But, the man is somewhere on here. Just a plane of celebrities. Dallas Green, Leah Miller, Naheed Nenshi……. Me; The Kid.
It was actually quite funny, I am about a big a fan of airports, as I am the Calgary Flames. I absolutely hate airports. (And, the flames) Few things in life can stress me out like that of an airport. And, I am not entirely sure why. I have never really had any scares. I am always organized, though in my own unique way. I am always on time and prepared, and I have been on about 200 airplanes, so I know and understand the process. But, still, it get’s to me. Going through security, going through customs. Holy piss. What a stresser. Once I get through customs, and security, which almost never do I beep; I am completely relieved. Feel completely lighter, and relaxed. Then the vacation is on. The reason I never am excited for vacations, is because I haven’t gone through security yet. Once I get through. Party On Wayne!!! Haha. So, yes. I am walking to my gate, I always go there first just to see where I am going, so I am prepared, then I typically, enjoy a beer, a sandwich, or whatever, Starbucks. This time, I walk into my boarding room, and I see Mr. Mayor Naheed Nenshi. I know very, very little about him, and politics in general. Other than he used to be a professor at MRU, while I was student, and of course, he is the Mayor of the city I live in, which, in itself, should be enough to make me have some interest in it. But, no. Though, Of any political figure, I do quite like Nenshi. He has gone with the times, and is very social, personable, and I love how he utilizes social media. I do appreciate that. Being personable is a lost quality for people in positions of power. However, Nenshi has stuck with it, and is always interacting with us Calgarians. To me, that’s top notch, and he’ll continue to get my votes. Any-who. I was so excited that I saw the Mayor, even though, I have seen him around Calgary a few other times, including the Malcolm Gladwell show. He’s probably the most famous person I have seen just chilling, other than maybe seeing the rock band P.O.D at LAX 10 years ago. But, instead of going to talk to the man, and say hi. I, a victim of this generation, decide to tweet him! “Hey, @nenshi, have a good flight! I see you in the boarding room, got time for a beer?” Yes. Creepy, I know. I tweeted this, while he was maybe 15 seats away from me. Haha. Thinking I wouldn’t get a reply, within moments I have a reply. “No beer for me, but please come and say hi!” Oh shit. Now what. That was unexpected. A logical person, would have, went and introduced themselves, and said hello. But, then between thinking, I don’t really want to be that guy, and what would we talk about, I got all flustered and took a different seat. A bigger, more luxurious seat, and began trying to collect myself. Well, here comes the fucking knuckled! Sweet Bell Peppers. Amidst, trying to collect my shit, and stop acting like a 11 year old girl who just saw Justin Bieber. I am buried nose deep into my phone, as per usual, and then, oh man, you know when you just feel someone looking at you, Yea, I did. So, I look up, and sweet crocodile rock, It’s fucking Dallas Green & his wife Leah Miller. I am pretty sure, we made extremely awkward eye contact. As I can guarantee as I saw them, I burnt a hole staring through them. So, my loser moment of the year…took… all of 15 hours to happen. Good one kid. So, As I am trying to collect myself from being star struck by the Calgary Mayor, one of my favourite musicians; Dallas Green walks by. Wow, the guy is beeping his “Help me” light again, constantly. STOP IT. Anyways. I am a huge Dallas Green fan, I love City & Colour, right from his first album. I also enjoyed his band, or former now I suppose; Alexisonfire. Especially their later stuff, where he had a much bigger hand in the vocals. My sister was also a fan of Dallas Green, which adds sentimental value for me. Also, I can remember when Leah Miller was a MM VJ, and I was just in love with her. So, seeing these two, was pretty cool. I never knew really if I would ever be a star-struck kind of person, cause I have never really had to find out. Like I said, I haven’t seen many famous people, and the ones I have seen, I couldn’t care all that much about. Until, now seeing someone that I do truly appreciate. Yep. I was starstruck. I think I texted & tweeted everyone I knew, while, I stared at the two of them for ohh, I dunno, the next hour? Haha. Many times, I had to tell myself, deep breaths, they are only people bud. All the while, amongst this, I completely forgot about the mayor, who I was trying to collect myself so I could introduce myself. I was fixated on the Greens. But then too, I wouldn’t talk to them, again, not wanting to be “that guy”. Meanwhile, though, I tweeted something about having just seen him, and mentioned @cityandcolour, and then my girlfriend tweeted me, mentioning both him and I. And, while I was still completely staring at them, He was on his phone quite a bit, and I wonder if he saw those string of tweets… And, thought, What the fuck. Haha. The poor guy. Sorry. Awkward. So, yes. Apparently I do get star struck, or at least did that time. It completely threw me off guard! Not fair. Oh, and then I instantly changed my iPod “Now Playing” playlist to that of City & Colour. Haha. Loooooooosssser.
I will most likely get off this plane as fast as I possibly can, and will try and find a spot next to them at baggage claim, and again, not say a word, but just blatantly stare at them.
As I mentioned, Definitely my loser moment of 2013 already. I don’t think I could surpass this in the next 300 & some days, even if I tried. Maybe at some point in the next 4.5 hours of this flight, I will go up there and ask him if he wants the bag of peanuts I got. I don’t know, maybe they don’t get those snacks in first class, and all the guy wants is a normal dudes baggy of salted airplane peanuts. (I think I just surpassed my loser moment already)
I don’t even remember Jan 1/2012. Jan 1/2013 has already been an absolutely hilarious, fun day. Though it is only 7pm. Or, wait. No. I am somewhere in the air, so I have no clue of the time. But, lets hope today really is a sign of things to come for the new calendar year.
Happy New Year everyone, I hope the new year does bring you everything, or almost everything that you wish, and pray for, and most of all, I hope it brings you health, happiness and laughter. Because, I know the entire world could use just a little bit more of each.
Thanks for reading goneawayboys
– Check me out on Twitter for a lighter, sharper, wittier, comical, arguing me! @BlairLystang