Archive for September, 2005

Posted in Uncategorized on September 30, 2005 by stephenhuey


In honor of the hurricane, a few hundred financial programmers are having a margarita party right now.  I’ve only had two so far, but the coding is getting easier by the minute.    The market will never know what hit ’em…and Wall Street thought Enron was bad!


Posted in Uncategorized on September 26, 2005 by stephenhuey


The last few days have been so much fun, what with feeling like you’re in one of those movies where people are trapped in some city and IT’S COMING!  I feel like I got to experience all the excitement without any of the pain. 

James’ flights were cancelled and delayed on Thursday until pretty late, so I got to Houston’s Intergalactic Airport after midnight and went to a couple different terminals looking for James, but even though his flight should have already arrived, it wasn’t listed anywhere and the tired Continental people I spoke with insisted there were no more flights coming in even though I tried to tell them he had called me at 9:30 from a Continental 737 sitting on the runway in Chicago!  Matt and I decided all we could do was leave…maybe James’ flight was cancelled and his phone had died, but I still didn’t understand why he hadn’t called.  On our way back to the highway, he called us, because his flight had just landed! 

So we headed south on 59 from the airport around 1 am, not sure of the best way to go, and wanting to avoid the trouble other friends had seen.  I knew that some people heading for San Antonio via 59 had been on the road all day and still never made it, but Alex had just gone to his mom’s place in Sugar Land a couple hours before, so I decided to go for it, and it was WIDE OPEN!  I praised God that James had been delayed till so late!!!  We didn’t really need more gas, but we stopped in El Campo around 2 am to see if there was any, and a friendly  policeman took me to 3 gas stations until we found some at a Farmers Co-Op that travellers wouldn’t be able to find. 

We continued southwest to my grandfather’s town of Cuero and from there took 87 northwest and hit I-10 in San Antonio at 5 am (not a bad detour–just 255 miles from IAH to SA).  Since we couldn’t check in until the afternoon and I knew my parents wouldn’t be up yet, I took the boys to the Riverwalk and we strolled around in the romantic pre-dawn lights (yeah, what a waste without any girls around), and then we went to the hotel and they slept on the grass next to the pool while I hung out with my family.  I called a bridesmaid who had been unable to get out of Houston the day before and she made it into town around noon.  After my great aunt got up and out of my parents’ room, we were able to sleep for a couple of hours before we started to get ready for the rehearsal. 

All the groomsmen wore black suits, so I had to buy one a few days ago.  I had my trunk full of stuff in case the hurricane did anything to my place, and I put several nasty holes in the sleeve of my brand new suit when I tried to close the trunk.  I didn’t see this until late Friday afternoon and had to rush to a store to get a patch applied, and since it was behind my elbow and I was facing the congregation most of the time, I don’t think anyone noticed the best man’s ripped suit! 

A bunch of people didn’t make it to the wedding, but we still had about a hundred people at the rehearsal dinner, and we had tons of music during the open mic time since there were plenty of talented individuals among the Aldersgate/College Station folks, the bride’s brothers and cousins, and our friends from Nigeria.  Every once in a while for the last few months I’d thought that I needed to come up with something to say during the sharing time, and I was bummed that I hadn’t ever sat down to come up with anything profound, but that night I thought of several stories (e.g. shooting my brother with a Filipino blowgun and him rescuing me from a crocodile coming right at me while I was sitting on the pot) and tied them into some of the things I wanted to get across. 

I was dead tired at the wedding, but everything went perfectly, and a lot of folks commented on how extra rockin’ the band was during the ceremony.  I also had some great guys to help me get the car decorated.  After it was all over, I hung out with the half dozen remaining out-of-state friends until they flew out of San Antonio yesterday, and then James and I drove back to Houston last night (the same way we came) and he flew out before dawn this morning.  I felt like I was running on fumes (my body, not my car) since I think I’ve clocked 14 hours of sleep in the last 3 days, but I ran 5 miles at Memorial Park and then came into work (hardly anyone is here).  As you can tell, I’m working very, very hard.  Actually, we’re kinda waiting on some guy to fly in, and he should be here any moment, so until the next hurricane wedding…oh, and this just in:  jeans week here at work through Friday, and a hurricane party next week!  What else could anyone ask for?


Posted in Uncategorized on September 22, 2005 by stephenhuey

I need to pick up a guy from Hobby Airport at noon and another guy from
IAH at 6 pm.  I called Local 2 News yesterday and somebody warned
me it might take that whole time just to get between the two
airports.  I guess I should stay off of 45–maybe find some back
roads out there…?  I’m not even sure how I’m going to get to
Hobby at this point, much less get from there to Intercontinental, and
then back home, and then out of town at some point tonight that the
freeways don’t look as clogged!  I see on the news that about
mid-morning they’ll open up the southbound lane of 45 to carry
northbound traffic, and then later they’re planning on doing that with
290, I-10, etc. 

* Edit *

Talked to friends who left Houston around 3 am, and they were only in
Sugar Land by 9:30 this morning!  Bread & Jam folks heading up
to Wichita Falls left from Fountainview & Westheimer around 7, and
by 9:30 they still hadn’t made it to 290 (on Eldridge).  As for
me, I don’t think getting to Hobby will be the problem, but finding my
way to IAH and then out of town (3 am?) will be a bit more challening.

* Edit – 10 pm *

Heading to IAH to get the 2nd guy.  After that…San Antonio
somehow.  I have friends who left for San Antonio at 3 am and
still aren’t there!

Posted in Uncategorized on September 21, 2005 by stephenhuey

Just tried several gas stations south of downtown and they all only had premium left (if that), so I filled up!  I need enough to pick up 2 friends from each of the Houston airports tomorrow evening and then to get out of town on my way to San Antonio for my bro’s wedding on Saturday.  I was going to leave with my buds on Friday morn, but now I’m wondering if I might need to hightail it out of town on I-10 in the middle of Thursday night to avoid clogged freeways.  Seems like I’ll miss out on the fun while I’m gone–my first chance to hang out in a hurricane.  Alex is planning on enjoying riding out the storm at our house over by West Gray and Taft. 

My bro was supposed to leave on a honeymoon cruise out of Galveston on Sunday afternoon, and this morning they were still telling him that it was on!  Wonder if they’re thinking Rita might move out of here before then (and Galveston Island will be accessible in time), or if they just didn’t have an update.  Maybe they have alternate departure points, like Corpus Christi or something like that…

Posted in Uncategorized on September 14, 2005 by stephenhuey

I’ve got car problems.  Didn’t want to post again so soon and
detract from my lovely 10 things down below, but last night when Jo and
I were leaving Memorial Park at midnight, I let him drive away even
though my car wasn’t starting.  The thing is, it’s never taken
more than a minute to get started when this has happened before, but
last night it took over 10 minutes, and the whole time I was turning on
the lights, the flashers, opening and slamming the hood to try to
wiggle whatever was possibly loose back into place, and just sitting
there telling God I was fine with chilling a while or calling my
housemate or whatever I was supposed to do.  So basically, this
started a couple of months ago, and sometimes I’ve been flying down the
highway when the locks will all click and the radio will go off and the
entire car will shut down, and I just coast to a stop and restart
it.  Or sometimes I’ll go get in the car and it won’t start. 
When I’m trying to start it, it’s not even trying to turn over–not a
thing happens, in fact.  And then all of a sudden it starts. 

The Goodyear guy I left it with today couldn’t find a single thing
wrong with it, and said he’d had a problem like that with a Lincoln he
got rid of after replacing the entire electrical harness.  He
finally found the problem was with a door pin, but the tough part is
finding it and shelling out all that money (if he hadn’t tinkered
around with the $400 harness himself, he estimated he would’ve paid for
7-8 hours of expensive labor as well).  So even though I’ve got 100-mile
towing with AAA and everyone at work is pretty relaxed about me coming
in late, I was actually considering letting go of my grandmother’s
dream car (1999 Monte Carlo) that she purchased a couple years before
she passed away.  I just haven’t wanted to spend any money on a
car, and I don’t like this sort of decision, because anytime I’ve
considered it in the past, I’ve always thought, “What if I move out of
the country in another year or so?”  Of course, I’ve been thinking
that every year for several years now, so maybe I shouldn’t factor that
into my decision as much as the fact that I probably wouldn’t want to
call friends for rides more than a couple dozen times.  But then
again, what if I can always start it again?  I feel like I don’t
know the answer right now, so if you happen to know anyone who wants to
get rid of a great car, feel free to email me to give me a heads-up just in case… 

Posted in Uncategorized on September 12, 2005 by stephenhuey

I never responded to email thingies like this, but since I was tagged by Dottie, here I go–in no particular order…

Ten Things That Make Me Happy:

1. hiking and exploring

2. being tickled by people’s personalities

3. chocolate anything

4. uncontrollable laughing from deep down inside

5. swimming in the moonlight (in a faraway lake, Houston, or anywhere)

6. conversations in the outside back part of The Ginger Man

7. stories of adventures, and dreaming of going on them

8. cuddling in front of a good movie

9. physical expressions of strength that make me feel very alive (leaping, bounding, sprinting)

10. a book I don’t want to put down


Now I tag Jamie and Karin Sofia


Posted in Uncategorized on September 7, 2005 by stephenhuey

Good weekend.  Rami made it to New York (yes, a Lebanese guy made
it through U.S. airport security with absolutely no form of ID
whatsoever), and then I headed out of town to visit my family and my
little brother’s fiancee, and then had a blast with tons of fun people
after I got back into town on Monday. 

I saw my parents for the first time in over 14 months (they’re here for my little brother’s wedding). 
I feel like I don’t really laugh all that much, or at least I don’t
experience many big, sincere laughs from the core of my heart, and I
had one of those with my brother just talking about old times (he got
tickled by it since I went on and on laughing with tears in my eyes for
a minute or more).

The longest I ever went without seeing my family was 2 years during
college (my brother’s junior and senior years of high school).  I
guess I got used to it, and didn’t give it so much thought at the time,
but afterwards I realized that I missed out on a lot of my brother as
he grew and experienced so much during that time.  And here I used
to think we’d go diving in the Great Barrier Reef together someday (he
loves that stuff), or maybe some other sort of adventurous bonding
trip, but he’s about to get married, and then it’ll all be over, won’t