Last night was pretty fun. We started with the tailgating at the Saints game. Got interrupted by rain for a while, which just meant more time for drinkin’ beer. Then it was the ballgame. Post-game I tried to catch Kevin Sullivan (who catches for the Saltdogs) thinking that it was the same Sully who’d played for the Saints in 2002. It ain’t. Which would explain why I didn’t see him post-game.
After getting home from the game (after midnight), my neighbors invited me over for a beer. Seems it’s the 100th day after their grandpa died (well, the father to the guy living next door, but his kids invited me over), and that’s cause for a big to-do in Lao culture. Being who I am, I couldn’t refuse a beer. Or three. Or the plate of spicy bbqed beef. I finally stumbled home about oh-dark-thirty.
This morning, for some reason, I don’t feel quite on top of my game. But that’s okay. I didn’t plan much for today, and I’m pretty sure there’s a nap in my future. Maybe even two.
- The Strib has a list of the top ten Bars with a view: Where to enjoy the scene and the scenery. I can’t really argue with their list, as I’ve only been to one of the bars on it. Maybe I’ll have to do some more exploring.
- Welcome to America! Papieren Bitte! American homeland security gives the business to a journalist who writes all about it. Sheesh. [endwar]
- The Strib has an article about Rainy days washing away spring hopes, and while there has been a lot of rain, we’ve only had one rain-out over at the Saints. Then again, last night there were a ton of mosquitoes, and the grass in my yard has been growing like crazy. I should probably be out mowing it today, but I suspect I won’t gather the energy. The PiPress says ‘Rain, rain, go away’ is our lament.
- Dan and Charlene made a disembowled succubus cake for a graduation party. I’m impressed. [flutterby]