Snowjob I got back from Edmonton tonight. It was a decent trip, but I wasn't prepared for the cold. I understand that it's considerably colder there than it is here, but I didn't think there would be snow on the ground this late in April. Oh well...I'll chalk that one up to experience. Sunday was lots of fun. Raina came over. We got coffee, went shopping, and had dinner at Thai Foon. I didn't want to like, because the name is just too stupid to be true, but dinner was actually good. Most importantly, I got to catch up with my little girl. I can't describe how much I've missed her. When I think about it, I just can't find the words. Best of all, we spent several hours together without her lambasting my relationship choices...mostly.

Rocky Mountain High I'm in Boulder. I had to fly here for a press event. I also have two previews to write tonight. I'm going to be tired. After all the press stuff on Thursday I have to write a review. By then I should be totally sauced. Gah. I found out yesterday that I'm going to Edmonton on Monday for an overnight trip. Then I have to go to San Francisco on Thursday for another overnight. I just want to lounge around by my pool, which I did all of last weekend. I forgot how much I enjoy lounging by the pool and working on my tan. We played volleyball at Laguna Beach last weekend too. It was kind of fun. Beach sand is much harder to play on than the sand at the park where we usually play. When we arrived I accidentally opened the door to Ben's car to early, cracking some driver's rearview mirror. This sexy 18-year old came to get Ben's insurance info. Ashley and I should be sending out wedding invites in three years.

On the Streets, Nobody Can Hear You Scream Yesterday's press festivities were interesting. We drove around the Sunset Strip and Hollywood on a scavenger hunt. Having a scavenger hunt in Los Angeles isn't the smartest thing to do. The traffic was annoying, but it ended up being more fun than I thought it would. Justin and Kid are coming down today. That should be fun. I better go, I have to get all beautiful for my team's next G4 shoot.

Home Stretch I'm going to be in Irvine for an entire week! I forgot what that was like. Perhaps it's because I'm antsy or perhaps it's because Justin is going or perhaps things at work are annoying me, but I'm going up to LA for the entire day tomorrow. I guess part of me doesn't feel right unless I'm on my way to somewhere. Part of me wants to hang with my "best friend in the industry." Part of me wants to smack a few heads in the office. Some PR chick was trying to analyze my gaming habits. She thinks I like playing Pokemon because I have this overwhelming need to take care of things to make me feel useful. She might be right. Or maybe Bulbasaur is just cool.

Mothra Sightings I went to the terrace for a cig and saw the most horrifying insect I've seen in years. It was a ridiculously large moth. I'm talking Mothra huge. I looked around for twin Japanese girls chanting, but found none....

Heartbreak... ...Kid, that is. Ha! I bet you thought this would be another installment of "Raymond's Whiny Blogs." Instead let's flash back to two weeks ago. The city: Seattle. The event: WrestleMania XIX. The match between "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels and Chris Jerischo was phenomenal. It was, by far, the best match of the night. There was a moment in the middle when I laughed to myself because I never thought either of these guys would make it. When Shawn was in The Rockers, I always thought he was the lesser of the two. I always wondered, "Why is Janetty hanging out with this bum?" The first time I saw Jericho was at Lost Battallion Hall in Queens. It was an ECW card where he was fighting Cactus Jack. I was disappointed that Jack was wasting his time with some no-talent fool. Looks like I made the wrong call on both these guys because Jericho is a big star and Michaels has been one of the best for a long time. Last Thursday I went to Austin, for what was supposed to be a pleasant overnight trip. Instead wind shear interrupted. I was supposed to connect in Denver, but because of wind shear, the plane was rerouted to Colorado Springs. Since there were so many diverted planes, we were stuck on the runway for two hours. It's a damn good thing I had Pokemon with me. Anyway, we finally get back to Denver and it's an hour until the next flight to Austin. So the trip became way more tiring. Working on Sunday didn't help either. Blah. So I am off to Monterey on Thursday, have on week where I don't travel, and am off to Denver the following week. The Denver trip sounds like fun. Unfortunately it costing me two Yankees' games (sorry Steve!). That part kind of sucks. I miss my baseball team. Oh well, at least the season started and we're that much closer to never hearing the phrase, "World Champion Anaheim Angels," ever again.