In the latest edition of "Pulling a Hamilton" we find our hero at work in 1998....
I work in admissions at Wichita State. One of the schools I was responsible for at the time was El Dorado High School in El Dorado, KS. El Dorado is about 30 minutes from Wichita, 25 if you speed. I had timed everything to where I could leave 30 minutes early and get there with a couple of minutes to spare. I went to the car with my bag, keys, and some forms that I had to fill out after the visit. In my dash to get to the car in a timely manner I had my hands full. Aaron Hamilton and hands full is a recipe for disaster.
I went to set my keys and the paperwork on top of the car. Silence. Usually when you set keys down on a car you hear the clanging of key metal on metal. Silence. I set my bag down. No keys. Anywhere. Looking around I saw a flash of light off of metal. Unfortunately, the keys had fallen down the storm drain right under the passenger door of the car. I ran inside knowing I was going to be late and I hate being late. I grabbed Neal. For those of you who don't know Neal he is a card. I told him, "Come with me and don't ask questions!" He did. He's that kind of guy. After he and I tried to get the storm drain off to no avail I switched cars, told him to get them out of there, and took off. Neal didn't owe me anything but he was having a good laugh. The physical plant guys came to get the keys out. I had to buy them a case of beer so they wouldn't spread the word.
This is one example of "Pulling a Hamilton".
Monday, June 8, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Pulling a Hamilton Oak Ridge Boys Style
When I was young, probably five or six, I had a recurring dream. I won an award in some kind of competition. My mom took me to my Aunt Gladys' house in Pratt, KS. It was a cute little house with gray siding and a garden that always smelled of tomatoes and irises.
Anyway, the prize for winning the competition was a tour of the Vampire Hall of Fame which, in my dream, was housed in Aunt Gladys' house. We walked in and our tour guides, the Oak Ridge Boys, greeted us. For those of you not familiar with the Oak Ridge Boys, they are a band who sings country and gospel music. There is a really deep voiced guy who sings "Bo Bo Bo, Bobby Sue", two guys who harmonize, and a guy with a really high voice who sings most of their songs. He had long black/gray hair and a killer mustache. On this link he is the guy with the gray hair and gray mustache http://www.oakridgeboys.com/home/. He was the lead tour guide.
He led us through a large room with about 30 glass coffins each holding a vampire. The vampires were in their coffins with their fangs out and the stereotypical arms folded across their chests. My mom went with me on the tour and was just ecstatic that she got to meet the Oak Ridge Boys. I was pretty stoked too until we past the first vampire. He sat up in his glass coffin, turned his head at me, and hissed. I screamed! The Oak Ridge Boys looked at me as did mom. I told them what happened and they all had a good chuckle. "Oh, that wacky Aaron. The vampires are all dead." All of the vampires in the whole place did this as I walked by.
Eventually, I got scared and ran out the back door. When I did, I was in Aunt Gladys' back yard. Coming at me from the alley were two, short werewolves dressed in Wichita Northwest High School letter jackets. This is interesting because, at the time, I didn't know what a high school was nor did I know, consciously, that Wichita Northwest had just opened that year or the year before (in real life it was a new high school).
After that I got scared and woke up. Thus ended the "Vampire Hall of Fame tour led by the Oak Ridge Boys only to be chased by Werewolves" dream.
Anyway, the prize for winning the competition was a tour of the Vampire Hall of Fame which, in my dream, was housed in Aunt Gladys' house. We walked in and our tour guides, the Oak Ridge Boys, greeted us. For those of you not familiar with the Oak Ridge Boys, they are a band who sings country and gospel music. There is a really deep voiced guy who sings "Bo Bo Bo, Bobby Sue", two guys who harmonize, and a guy with a really high voice who sings most of their songs. He had long black/gray hair and a killer mustache. On this link he is the guy with the gray hair and gray mustache http://www.oakridgeboys.com/home/. He was the lead tour guide.
He led us through a large room with about 30 glass coffins each holding a vampire. The vampires were in their coffins with their fangs out and the stereotypical arms folded across their chests. My mom went with me on the tour and was just ecstatic that she got to meet the Oak Ridge Boys. I was pretty stoked too until we past the first vampire. He sat up in his glass coffin, turned his head at me, and hissed. I screamed! The Oak Ridge Boys looked at me as did mom. I told them what happened and they all had a good chuckle. "Oh, that wacky Aaron. The vampires are all dead." All of the vampires in the whole place did this as I walked by.
Eventually, I got scared and ran out the back door. When I did, I was in Aunt Gladys' back yard. Coming at me from the alley were two, short werewolves dressed in Wichita Northwest High School letter jackets. This is interesting because, at the time, I didn't know what a high school was nor did I know, consciously, that Wichita Northwest had just opened that year or the year before (in real life it was a new high school).
After that I got scared and woke up. Thus ended the "Vampire Hall of Fame tour led by the Oak Ridge Boys only to be chased by Werewolves" dream.
Friday, May 22, 2009
The First Post is Always the Worst Post
One of my friends finally badgered me in to starting a blog. There will be a variety of topics that I cover including my freaky dreams. I know I'm not the only person that has weird dreams but they are usually hilarious to me....or really scary. Hopefully you will get some enjoyment out of them as well. I also would like to open my blog to others. If there is a way to do it I would like to make it somewhat of a "Choose Your Own Adventure" blog. For example, "This morning I woke up and ___." "By the end of the day I was ___." Hey, it could be entertaining.
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