Kiss my ass goodbye in person.
In roughly two weeks time, I finish my last week at work for at least six months. A week after that I board a flight to Argentina, and a month there after I go to Antarctica and hope to find answers amongst the icebergs and penguin poop.
My friend E-Dogg has ALMOST convinced me I need to make a run at Aconcagua, as I'll be in Argentina. Why wouldn't I want to embark upon a seven day slog up a 22,000 foot dirt pile when I could be miserable on a beach somewhere with scantily clad Brazilian girls?
I'm a sick bastard. I swear I need therapy.
Wait, that's what this trip is about. Therapy. And I can't wait to go. After that, Australia, China, whatever, wherever till the cash or time disappears.
I've been trying to think about what I'm going to miss while I'm away.
Hot showers.
My bed.
Peanut butter.
Cereal.
Soy Milk.
Broadband.
Paychecks.
A 24 hour shopping culture.
Supermarkets.
The ten pounds of muscle I'm bound to lose.
Oddly enough, those are all the same things I'm not going to miss. Well, except for the ten pounds. I lose too much more weight and I look like a zipper when I turn sideways.
I'm likely to miss all of you too. So before I go, how about you all come to my house and send me off appropriately. And I don't mean with a boot in the ass.
I mean with lots of food and liquor (lots and lots and lots of that) and music and laughter. Let's eat and drink and dance and some of you kids can make a mean jello shot. I want to wake up and have to step over people to get to my door. I want to see at least six people making out on the balcony. I want to see at least one person duct taped to the ceiling. Hell, this is my last chance to get kicked out of the house.
I leave for South America on Jan 12. So how about Saturday the January 8. My house. Newport Beach. RSVP. Email me for directions. Bring a hot friend. Bring two. But for sure, bring yourself. If you don't live in SoCal, No excuse! Get on a plane and show up anyhow!
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You'll have a hell of a time and I'm starting to become envious. You're doing what many of us would love to do but circumstances prevent us.
Although I can't complain, I did my traveling when I was much younger. No regrets.
Take care, enjoy and I hope you find peace or the perfect postcard to send me from every port.
Posted by: Lynne | December 21, 2004 04:03 AM
Wish I could be there at the party. It may go down in the history books.
Stay safe in your travels and keep us informed.
Some of us are living out the adventurous side of life through you.
Posted by: BikerTigger | December 21, 2004 08:20 AM
I am so there. I will come bearing alcohol and possibly a dancer or two.
E-me the directions!
Posted by: amandarin | December 21, 2004 12:29 PM
Jimbo, if you come to NYC, I'll throw you a killer send-off party. Ask anyone. My parties are legendary, but I can't fly out to California next month.
Think about it....
Posted by: Daniella | December 21, 2004 12:58 PM
i'm volunteering myself to be the duct tape person
Posted by: jaden | December 21, 2004 03:01 PM
oh, I LIVE in southern Cali and I've got a TON of excuses. I Ok, 200 of them. They're called pounds. (I wasn't going to use them until you said "hot friend" then I got all intimidated) But lucky for me, I also have a baby who needs my tits every couple of hours for her milk.
But the real reason is The Pounds.
Posted by: y | December 21, 2004 04:06 PM
but hey, if someone wants to stop by my house on the way to yours, I'll make some killer mexican food to send for everyone to enjoy.
There's a reason people call me "mamarrrrrrrrosa"
Posted by: y | December 21, 2004 04:08 PM
Are Canadians allowed? Even if they're not smokin'-hot?
Posted by: laura | December 21, 2004 07:52 PM
y: If those 200 pounds are yours then that is NO excuse. If my sexy, chubby ass can be at Jimbo's party then so can yours :)
P.S. Jimbo - do you have some sort of REI registry or wishlist for going away presents?
Posted by: amandarin | December 21, 2004 08:38 PM
yvonne, get your ass a baby sitter and bring your mexican food to my house. only make some veggie cause i'm sick that way.
and no need to bring gear. i'm so set.
Posted by: the mighty jimbo | December 21, 2004 08:43 PM
WTF? Put me down as a yes. What better reason to fly to CA then to say goodbye (for now) to Jimbo.
Life's too short...if I don't fly out to take part in this party-to-beat-all-parties, I'll never forgive myself.
Ciao for now, Jimbo :-)
Posted by: Kath | December 21, 2004 08:48 PM
lucky! you get to go to Argentina. I would go for the scantily clad Brazilian girls. If you can, take some penicillin with you. =D
Posted by: kristina | December 21, 2004 09:10 PM
Oh how I would gladly give up those things for the chance at an adventure of a lifetime.
If you happen to cross paths with any bovines along the way, would you take a picture?
dag
Posted by: twisteduterus | December 22, 2004 03:48 AM
Hey- If you stop by FL at anytime on your trip lemme know! I offer my abode as a pitstop. :) And I'll get some free tickets to disney from my sis as well... I mean if you're traveling the world you gotta go to Disney.. it is "the happiest place on earth" *lol*
Can't make it to the party, but I'll be there in spirit!
xoxo
Melinda
Posted by: Melinda | December 22, 2004 09:15 AM
Ah, hell. I'm curious to meet you in person. I'll be there!
Posted by: Aya | December 22, 2004 10:50 PM