Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Last Monday
Two Mondays ago was a good day. I didn't even have to use my AK.

I came from a weekend that involved a fun day trip to North and East and South Lake Tahoe with the gf. It involved a chicken ranchero burrito from Dos, crawfish, lack of planning, exploring some rocks and water, and swimming in non-swimsuit shorts. Good times. Sunday was a localized garlic festival to honor Gilroy. Good food, good fun.

Monday morning was normal if I remember correctly. But the vibe at the office was good. Then we had a solid staff meeting that was positive and productive. Not sure what else happened that day actually. Oh. i made lunch. Brought it. Walked downtown to eat it outside. Got some coffee. Got some good cookies from the overpriced rich people's supermarket.

Came home and cooked for the first time at the new crib.

Got a call from my mom that I received an envelope from Redwood City Police, Traffic Enforcement. Oh shit.

A few weeks ago, I had a weird right turn at an intersection with a camera. Normally I stop fully at right turns. I didn't make a solid decision and sort of rolled through a red. Not sure. But, at the time I was mad at myself but couldn't worry about it unless I got an envelope in the mail. Well, there it was. I told her I'd pick it up later. I had a game.

Went to play softball with the barrelmen. The competition wasn't the greatest, but I may have had the best hitting game with that team I've ever had over the many years I've played. Here's my line:

3/4, HR, 2B, 4rbi, 4 runs. (One fielders choice hence no hit). The homer was of the inside-the-park variety. It went opposite field and the RC fielder misplayed it. Not sure what happened because the play was behind me. All I know is that I was home before the ball got back to the infield. The 2B went to the LF and was a line-drive sinker that fell in front of him. The other hit was a solid line-drive up the middle. With stiffer competition, I may have only been 1/4, but eff it. We have to play defense too. I'll take it.

Afterwards, I headed to my parents place to pick up the bad news. Opened the envelope, and was granted a pleasing surprise. RWC opted to give me a warning instead of an actual citation.

I gotta go cuz I got me a drop top and if I hit a switch I can make the ass drop!

Ulam cooked @ 12:39 AM

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