Shutterbuggin’ With Sodapop

posted by Sodapop on Sep 21

I was wandering through Central Park in December of 2004.  Took this shot.  I love New York City.

posted by Sodapop on Sep 20

Colorful sunset July 31, 2007.

posted by Sodapop on Sep 18

It was near sunset September 7, 2006.

posted by Sodapop on Sep 17

• Someone removed me and two people from their blogrolls, Twitter and Myspace friends list.
• No idea why. I’m confused
• I started thinking about it and it made me mad
• There was no warning, no reason given, just arbitrarily removing us
• Immature if you ask me
• I did my last load of work clothes laundry today. At least until I get to Kentucky.
• This made me quite happy
• I got the first part of my $ from the job.
• This enabled me to pay off all my pending credit cards, including my Dell and Dillard’s accounts.
• I got heartburn after I added that shit up to see how much I spent in becoming debt free
• Once the payments clear the bank, I’m going to be cutting up all but one or two of my credit cards.
• Those two left will be for emergencies only and maybe Christmas presents for the family.
• I’m watching Stealth for the first time. Josh Lucas is a freaking HOTTIE. I knew he was cute, but DAMN!
• I’ve developed a crush on two new guys in the last two days. First Nick Beyeler, a world champion in some kind of acrobatic sporting thing and now Josh Lucas.
• These new crushes lead me to believe I just need to get laid
• I’m a bit cranky and I’m going to go finish watching Stealth

Until next time….

posted by Sodapop on Sep 17

This was taken on my last day at the Crime Lab.  It was Wednesday, September 12, 2007.  Even though I did go to the office on Thursday the 13th, I didn’t really work and I was only there for about 3 hours.

posted by Sodapop on Sep 16

We learn from others in Gambler’s Anonymous that the best way to deal with painful situations is to meet them head on, to deal with them honestly and realistically, and to try to learn from them and use them as springboards for growth. Through the GA program and our contact with a Higher Power, we can find the courage to use pain for triumphant growth.

Will I believe that whatever pain I experience is a small price to pay for the joy of becoming the person I was meant to become?

Today I pray:

May my Higher Power give me the courage I need to stop running away from painful situations. If I once gambled as an escape hatch from pain, may I be very aware that gambling itself became the pain, from which there was no escape until I found the GA program. Now, may I face pain - past and present - and learn from it.

Today I will Remember

Gambling: first a trap door, then a trap.

Taken from the Gambler’s Anonymous A Day At A Time book

posted by Sodapop on Sep 16

posted by Sodapop on Sep 15

I’m feeling better today, thankfully. I have the party at the Draft House tonight and I so can NOT miss that, no matter how crappy I’m feeling.

On Wednesday, I sent out an email to some people I’ve worked with over the years, thanking them for making a difference in my life, etc. Here is what I wrote:

I’ll be sending out a LVMPD everyone email later this week (most likely
tomorrow) but I wanted to personalize this message to those of you I
have sent it too.

There are certain people on this department who have made an impression
that will last a lifetime. I’ve learned a little bit (sometimes a lot)
from each one of you. When we worked together, whether at Records,
DTAC, NEAC, SEAC, Traffic, FPCB or SCAC, I learned something from you. And I hank you from the bottom of my heart for being in my life and being
some of the best co-workers a girl could ask for.

I grew up on this department, starting at the young age of 22 as a temp
in SCOPE. I met my best friend on this department. Each of you hold
a special place in my heart and mind and I will keep that spot
specifically for you.

I hope one day that our paths cross again, even though I know I will be
contact with several of you, after I leave.

Through the good times and bad times, you have been there for me and
that is something that will never be forgotten.

I will remain in Las Vegas until October 22, 2007. My cell phone is
702-***-**** and even after I move, I’m hoping to keep that number.

Effective October 25, 2007, my address will be:

Sodapop Curtis
****** Jane Doe Ct #*

Louisville, KY 40245

Yes, you’ll note the different location. I’m moving back east to be
closer to my mom and brother. The cost of living compared to that of
San Diego doesn’t hurt either.

With that, I will close by saying take care of yourselves, please keep
in touch and know that I will miss each and every one of you quite a
bit.

Since I refuse to say goodbye, I will say see ya later my friends.
It’s been a pleasure and an honor to work with you.

hugs&love

Sodapop

OK. I sent that to several people I’ve worked with. I got quite a response and even a phone call at fucking midnight from one of the guys I sent it too.

In 2001, I was working at NEAC (Northeast Area Command) in the front office. I was the lead worker/trainer, so I did a lot of the side admin stuff, helping the AA and the special squads we had. We had COP (Community Oriented Policing) and PSU (Problem Solving Unit). The PSU squad was more like a mini detective bureau in our substation and did a lot of investigative work. They also did a lot of taped interviews, telephonic warrants and what not. I transcribed all of those for them. And I did a fanfuckingtastic job at it too.

There was this one guy, who we will call Mickey (only because his last name could be sung to the Mickey Mouse song and fit perfectly). Mickey was blond haired, green eyed, 5′11″. Hot. Yummy. And his personality fucking rawked too.

Mickey took a liking to me. Which I found quite flattering at the same time as disturbing, cause guess what? The fucker was married. For 2 years, we went back and forth, hooking up, avoiding each other, hooking up, avoiding each other. February of 2003, he had not really spoken to me about anything but work for about 2 months, he tells me that he was getting a divorce. Right after telling me that, he told me he wanted to pick up where we left off the last time.

I tilted my head to the side and said “are you kidding me?” I let him have it. Told him I wasn’t going to go down that path again and besides that, how did I know he was telling the truth about the divorce? Fucktard.

Shortly thereafter, I left NEAC to get promoted to Administrative Assistant. In March of 2005, guess where I went back too? As an Admin of course. I went to NEAC as the AA there. Mickey was still working there.

My first day there, he came into my office to “chat” and see how things were going. Now realize, I don’t hold resentments. I was angry at him for a bit and then I got over it and it just didn’t matter to me anymore. So he would come in everyday that he worked, which was Tuesday through Friday and chat with me before his shift started. He was working swing shift patrol.

I found out that he and his wife never got divorced (imagine that one shocking me LOL) and they had a baby. So of course, being the girl that I am, I demanded pictures of the baby. She is the cutest thing ever. OK, back to Mickey.

Over the course of the next 8 months, Mickey and I actually became friends. There was a bit of a flirtation going there, but nothing like before and he knew where I stood with the “hooking” up thing. He respected that. Amazingly. Not many guys would have.

I left NEAC in November of 2005 to go work with my most current boss. Since I left there, Mickey calls me every now and then just to say hey and to talk about the Yankees. He’s a Yankees fan as well. Well at 11:40 pm last night, my phone starts ringing. It’s fucking Mickey. I let it go to voice mail cause I’m sleeping and I refuse to wake up that much, even for him.

I listened to the voice mail this morning and he sounded horrible. He sounded VERY unhappy when asking me to call him back as soon as I got the message. I won’t call him til Tuesday I think cause I just don’t want to talk to him. Is that bad? LOL

There’s so much more to this story, that I’ve left out, but for now, there’s a little bit of Sodapop history for you to enjoy.

Until next time….

posted by Sodapop on Sep 14

posted by Sodapop on Sep 13

I think this is my favorite rock formation ever. Cabo San Lucas, September 27, 2006