Nature Tried To Eat Me. Again.

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The most vicious wild animal ever. He looks tired, but believe me, he was flexing for a surprise attack…

You may remember that nature tried to eat me about a year ago, and while that might have been a small over-exaggeration, the most recent episode of When Animals Attack (Matt)! just happened for real, because as as we all know, nature finds a way*. Continue reading

The TSA Said I Have a Huge Dong

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My TSA scan. Probably.

Recently, I had occasion to travel from northern California to San Diego for work and on the way back I booked a flight with a coworker. We’d gotten an early start back and drove together to San Diego International airport for the trip home, dropped the rental car and made our way into the airport. As we were heading toward security, I went through the usual drill of stashing my phone, wallet, belt, glasses and watch inside my carry-on, getting my laptop out and slipping my shoes off.

Now, you may not know this, but different airports have slightly different security rules about certain things than other airports. For example, at San Jose laptops had to be in their own bin, but iPads could stay in your bag. Also, my hair gel went through the scanner just fine in San Jose, but coming back in San Diego the TSA either didn’t like the look of it, or was having a bad hair day and needed some product so they stole mine. Continue reading

Mobsters Tailored My Suit

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This is a real-life, honest-to-God photo of me…

TL;DR – I’m pretty sure a well known suit chain is run by the mob.

I recently ordered a suit, and as usual I waited longer than I should have, in other words until the last minute. I’m not going to name the store for fear of retaliation (why this is possible should be come clear as you read), but let’s just call it “It’s-Not-Women’s Large-Building-Used-To-Store-Things.” I ordered the suit on a weekend and after I did I realized I wasn’t happy with the suit in that I really prefer pants with cuffs on the bottom. The truth is that my preferences in clothes tend to run a little “old fashioned” anyway. I like suspenders, pants with pleats and cuffs, and although I wore them long before they became trendy in computer circles, fedoras. I own and actually wear two-tone spectator shoes. But only between Memorial Day and Labor Day because I wasn’t born in a cave. Continue reading