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skreidleDespite the utterly gorgeous weather when I left my house around 1600, I took the truck, as plans were set to head out to the Old Dominion Brewpub for Fathers Day. Stopped by Manassas Mall for a couple quick stops, arrived at the parents' around 1710.. and learned that plans had changed at 1700 to Dinner At Home due to unhealth in the Steph. Boo! Missed motorcycling opportunity! Other than that, not a problem. :)
Dinner was thus changed to call-in/pick-up from Logan's Roadhouse. Our large order was called in, and I drove mom and Brendan in "Mommy's Blue Car" (Steph's P.T. Cruiser) to pick it up. Nice car, easy shifts, decent power (though I couldn't play much with mom in the car ;), feels cramped compared to my Bronco II. Waited a bit on the restaurant's deck over the lake, learned that salt from the free peanuts kills the fish (and, apparently, killed all the fish about four years ago), chatted TMBG with a coincidental Cornell '97 grad, learned about an upcoming Violent Femmes concert at the 9:30 club, retrieved the food, returned home..
..and discovered that we were missing a salad, a baked potato, a cobbler, the correct cheesecake topping, and all of the toppings for my burger, though we did get an unordered appetizer of loaded potato skins and mozzarella sticks. A call back to the restaurant and a round-trip by Matt got us the rest of our food, though their method of "stick all the containers in a bag with no labels" leaves something to be desired. (Fortunately, the dining experience -in- the restaurant is always commendable.)
After dinner, I tried out the spray-on "bandage" stuff, which a) stung like a bitch and b) took forever to stop being sticky--I'm not sure it's entirely non-sticky now, hours later, fielded a call from Esther, who was looking for help with MS Word's section breaks and page numbering routines--a pain in the ass every time I've tried, watched the family across the street (ages 5ish through 40ish) and friends (mostly 5ish, some 40ish) tool around the court on pocket bikes, a mini-chopper, two Power Wheels cars, and a gas-powered Model T-style car, then hung out with family for a couple more hours, mostly Shauna, and eventually figured I should head home.
Monday: Job search-y goodness, and hanging out with Laura in DC at some point. :)
Photos!
Several of pets--Puck the kitten, Lucy the macaw, my unnamed bearded dragon, and Francesca the tarantula, mostly on Pets page 6 but one at the end of page 5.
Also, three of Laura with the Grateful Dead panda in DC in MiscDC. :)
Dinner was thus changed to call-in/pick-up from Logan's Roadhouse. Our large order was called in, and I drove mom and Brendan in "Mommy's Blue Car" (Steph's P.T. Cruiser) to pick it up. Nice car, easy shifts, decent power (though I couldn't play much with mom in the car ;), feels cramped compared to my Bronco II. Waited a bit on the restaurant's deck over the lake, learned that salt from the free peanuts kills the fish (and, apparently, killed all the fish about four years ago), chatted TMBG with a coincidental Cornell '97 grad, learned about an upcoming Violent Femmes concert at the 9:30 club, retrieved the food, returned home..
..and discovered that we were missing a salad, a baked potato, a cobbler, the correct cheesecake topping, and all of the toppings for my burger, though we did get an unordered appetizer of loaded potato skins and mozzarella sticks. A call back to the restaurant and a round-trip by Matt got us the rest of our food, though their method of "stick all the containers in a bag with no labels" leaves something to be desired. (Fortunately, the dining experience -in- the restaurant is always commendable.)
After dinner, I tried out the spray-on "bandage" stuff, which a) stung like a bitch and b) took forever to stop being sticky--I'm not sure it's entirely non-sticky now, hours later, fielded a call from Esther, who was looking for help with MS Word's section breaks and page numbering routines--a pain in the ass every time I've tried, watched the family across the street (ages 5ish through 40ish) and friends (mostly 5ish, some 40ish) tool around the court on pocket bikes, a mini-chopper, two Power Wheels cars, and a gas-powered Model T-style car, then hung out with family for a couple more hours, mostly Shauna, and eventually figured I should head home.
Monday: Job search-y goodness, and hanging out with Laura in DC at some point. :)
Photos!
Several of pets--Puck the kitten, Lucy the macaw, my unnamed bearded dragon, and Francesca the tarantula, mostly on Pets page 6 but one at the end of page 5.
Also, three of Laura with the Grateful Dead panda in DC in MiscDC. :)
