wednesday after the radio show i met up with jack and we went to brasil. it was the first time i'd been in there since they expanded. wow, it really added quite a bit of space to the place.
thursday after work i headed over to the potts house and played the pirates of the caribbean dice game with them. that was pretty fun. after that, i went by a redbox and picked up hot rod. (which i'd already seen, but sue hadn't.) i still think it's a pretty funny movie.
i mentioned in an earlier entry about sue having hurt her leg -- well, it turned out she cracked her knee cap, so she's have to had her leg in an immobilizer. earlier in the week, jack came by and picked up the crutches tamara had used when she broke her foot (stepping off a curb downtown). sue had called me to thank me for letting her borrow them, but i told her she couldn't borrow them...they were hers now. so that's one less thing i need to figure out how to get rid of.
friday night was the geek gathering for the radio show. it was a really good turnout, and things went fairly late into the evening. kd5 brought a few olpc laptops, which was cool. i managed to completely freeze one up, so i exclaimed that i had managed to destroy the dreams of some underprivileged third world child. of course, it was by going to youtube....
saturday i hung around the house until in the afternoon when ash showed up. he's in the states right now (from taiwan), so he came down to hang out. we went and ate at luling city market, hung out at agora for a couple of hours, then came back to the house and watched the good, the bad, and the ugly. i let ash have the bed and i slept on the couch. my couch would probably comfortable for people under 5 feet tall. plus my sinuses were freaking out most of the night. i'm not sure if it's because i was sleeping by an open door or what.
ash left sunday morning around 10am. i ate lunch with some people (the potts, emily, some of the hartley clan, and sue's brother) after they went to church (i didn't), then i came home and ended up taking a nap. i woke up and watched the game at home by myself -- i felt kind of tired and was still having sinus problems on and off, so i decided to not watch the game at chris and mary's. i don't like either team, but i like the patriots less and the giants were the underdog -- so i was happy with the outcome. plus it would have been a good game even if the patriots won. (just not quite as good.) after the game, emily came over. i started having some crazy allergy problems, so she went to a store and got me some benadryl allergy quick dissolve strips. i used one and fortunately it did seem to help. i'm wondering now what it is i'm allergic to...something outside, my cat, or what?
i initiated a talk with emily i felt like i'd been needing to have for awhile. we've already had a few discussions, all about pretty much the same issue(s), but we'll see how things go. without going into much detail since i don't feel it's necessary (i reserve going into detail for people who fsck me over and don't seem to respect or care about me as a friend or human being), our age difference is just too much. i joke about being like matthew mcconaughey's character in dazed and confused, but i really don't want to get older as the girls i'm interested in and involved with stay the same age.
today after work ash came back through town so we went and ate and hung out at brasil. it's possible he may be able to come back by before he returns to taiwan. it was good to see him and hang out for a few more hours. hopefully i'll be able to actually act and go visit him while he's in taiwan...maybe this summer sometime. we'll see.
"you say you've got a bone to pick --
well, there's plenty showing on me.
come on up, yeah, bring your temper boy.
we'll see...we'll see..."
-sixteen horsepower "american wheeze" sackcloth 'n' ashes
(and live on hoarse -- 16hp remains one of the most intense live shows i've ever seen. the raw emotional force was so thick it rolled off the stage into the crowd. add to that david eugene edward's piercing stares and clenched jaw while chewing his way through the songs, and the slow, plodding, disturbing burn of the music...wow. just wow. i still remember a writer describing a mental image of 16hp as a fire and brimstone preacher with a grinder organ standing at the gates of hell preaching salvation. it's true.)