I just got home from a week in the states. Both Houston and Denver were amazing to go thru the TSA screening. In Houston I didn't have to take off my shoes and belt, and didn't have to unpack my laptop. Just breezed thru without being scanned or patted down. It felt like the 90s again. It legit made me feel happiness. Denver still did the shoes, belt, and laptop thing but nothing else.

The social part of the trip was fun. There was the normal work sanctioned and planned outings. The first night was at Grazia where we had the private room dining experience. It was amazing. I had the smoked ribs on risotto. I highly recommend it. The wagu meatballs were amazing. The next night was Flight Club. I won the most medals playing darts of our work group. Then a bunch of us went to Pete's Dueling Pianos. Damn, that was fun. I'm fortunate to work with cool people.

There's blacks everywhere but at least they didn't chimp out. The black Uber drivers played their jungle shit music loudly so I gave them shit reviews. The white and Asian drivers were great. You know what I didn't see but one of? Jeets.

As soon as I landed in Winnipeg, jeets everywhere. I felt real hatred towards them. This isn't necessarily a racial thing, it's a cultural thing. They are an invasive species that destroy their environments. I didn't realize how happy I was to not be around them until I was forced to be again.

I thought I'd have time to throw up a flare and try a CWSA meet up but I legit had zero downtime.