Riding & family time & riding with toaster oven

The weather, in fact, stayed gorgeous, and I rode my motorcycle over to my parents' house mid-afternoon sometime, sans hard cases on the bike--sportier that way, albeit much less storage-y--and passed many bikes on the way. In the driveway was dad's newly-restored&painted '51 Chevy Fleetline, dark blue and shiny, still absent most of its chrome. I took pictures.

Inside the house there was a Shauna, back from her ~month in Florida with Chris, wherein she picked up assorted gifts for family, including a Mickey-on-a-classic-motorcycle t-shirt for me, and a delightful Nightmare Before Christmas mug for Steph. Spiffy!

Dinner started sometime in the 6 o'clock hour, after Matt/Steph/Brendan/Mom got out of the Wiggles show, and we all met at Red Robin in Fair Lakes, home of scads of awesome burgers. After dinner, back home, more gifts were exchanged, and mom/dad/I watched some of the women's diving and men's floor gymnastics--damn impressive stuff.

And then I got all classy: Mom's old toaster oven was partly broken, in that the toasting timer didn't work but the oven part did, and I'd offered it to Christine as her apartment has only a toaster. However, I'd come by motorcycle, and it's somewhat bulky--so I got out my trusty white rope, and lashed that sucker onto the back of the motorcycle seat. Stylin'! I took pictures after I got home. ;)

And then I chatted with Christine for a bit, before passing on a voicemail message to Nathan, and listening to him rant about the two callbacks he has Monday night (same time, Woodbridge and Reston) for recent play auditions. Poor bastard. :)

Late sleep and Nathan's theatrical dilemma; ADIC & KK; great photo and men on dating

Man, slept late today--woke up sometime after 11 when Nathan called with the results of his audition dilemma: apparently the director of Dracula thinks he's a lock on the part he was called back for, and he wants to be in a drama--the other, Thumbs, is a comedy--so he's going with the former. As for the sleep--I could've fallen asleep at 23ish last night, but didn't get to bed/sleep until almost 02.

Maybe I'll give Arnie at ADIC a call--he's supposed to have been back from his business trip for about a week now, and he told me to expect to hear back from him and/or HR then..

And maybe I'll ride up to the Krispy Kreme in Alexandria. See, there's a new one opening in Dupont Circle tomorrow morning, and Christine's planning on patronizing it. The problem here is that she's only lived in DC for a few months, if that, and I've lived 10 miles from a KK factory for over a year and never been. It would be a travesty, really, if she beat me to it. ;D

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Via deusinnomen:


Sean D. Tucker, flying the one-of-a-kind Oracle Challenger stunt plane, and Air Force Capt. Matt Kouchoukos of Bloomington, piloting an A-10 Thunderbolt, fly over the city Friday as a warm-up for the Chicago Air and Water Show, running through Sunday along the lakefront.
(Tribune photo by Zbigniew Bzdak)
August 21, 2004

14" print $59, 20" print $79, 20" framed $149.

So awesome!

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Via xviragox: Zero Calls, And One Cruel Answer. Guys just aren't as complex as women want to believe, according to one author. (On the one hand, I'm thinking, "Man, those guys suck," and on the other, I'm thinking, "It's about time the girls did the second-guessing!" ;P) On the other hand, he doesn't think girls should ask guys out, which is bunk. And as Christine maintains:

Fische225 (13:46:19): yeah, cuz if he's into you, he'll ask you out. scoff.
CU Stryker (13:46:53): ha!
Fische225 (13:47:26): i'm a firm believer that guys need a nudge