Sunday, July 25, 2010

The Journey Concludes (aka: OK, this has gone on long enough)

(Ominous 1930's radio announcer) When last we left our dynamic duo, they were battling the savage beast that is sleeping in a hotel in Idaho.  Can they best their valiant foe?  Will they complete their journey?  And who is Sheldon Devane?

OK, so since I'm writing this recap, clearly we survived.  We did complete our journey.  And, if you've ever enjoyed a delicious shrimp cocktail, you know about shelled and devained. I digress.

Day 2 of our Homer-esque travels was completely different from day 1.  The cat was very sedate.  In fact, Konowalchuk had been transformed.  He was no longer the screaming angry feline ready to flatten tires with his claws and puncture my arteries with his fangs.  No, something was different.  My beloved little man had become... he had become an Over-The-Road trucker.  He was wearing a mesh backed John Deere hat, had a chaw in one side of his lip and a smoke hanging out the other.  He would yell at the four-wheelers to pick it up and was craving his next hit of meth.  He even went searching for his milk jug to pee in and toss at other truckers. 

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Journey Begins (aka: If I had a bumper sticker it would read "Cat is my co-pilot")

For this blog, please become acquainted with this little man... Hairy Konowalchuk Jr. From here on known as Kono
In all great adventures, certain decisions have to be made.  Do you spend the travel allowance on big trucks and professional movers or do you save the dough and do it yourself.  As you all know, I am nothing if not cheap.  I like to call it penny-wise.  I am the guy who has flown first class to Hawaii the past two years for a grand total of $20.  American.

I had to decide.  I had to cross the Rubicon as my old friend George Washington would say.  Luxury or economy.

Before The Journey Begins (aka: I think I took a wrong turn in Albuquerque)

It had been coming for a very long time, really.  As anyone who knows me can attest, I don't like to settle down. After 9 years at KUSA it was beyond time to start a new adventure.

After looking all over the country and even wondering about a life of pineapple farming in the middle of the Pacific Ocean...

 I decided to try something slightly closer to home.

My final day at 9NEWS in Denver was June 19.  I took a few weeks off to enjoy some freedom and make sure my mind was right for a new life.

First stop on the journey:  Hawaii, of course!