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Sunday
You have to love it when not just one but both cats decide that they want to get onto the windowsill directly above your part of the bed. Early in the morning. I finally rolled out of bed around 11:00. I lazed around for a while, including some time actually playing my bass… something that I had not done in a long time before yesterday afternoon.

Dee came down and we whooped-up on HALO aliens. Unfortunately, they seemed more than happy to reciprocate. We killed a lot of them. They killed us. Often. We did clear a few levels, so there was a sense of accomplishment.

We went to see Cradle 2 the Grave tonight. It was not a great movie, but it was entertaining. If I were rating it, I would probably have to put it on the “Cool World-Long Kiss Goodnight” scale… but it would be near the top of the list. It was fun and it didn’t take itself too seriously.

That’s about all. Time to watch Stargate SG-1 and consider the benefits of a good night’s rest before work tomorrow.

Namaste.

Saturday
After going to bed far later than I should have, I had a horrible night’s sleep. I seemed to wake up almost every time that I turned over or moved. Then, one of the cats loudly knocked something over around 7:30… and again a few minutes later. And, one of our neighbors was hammering something around 9:30. I was actually glad for the hammering – it roused me from a post-snooze button sleep.

I dragged myself out of bed and made my way into the bathroom. I followed the proscribed rituals d’hygeine and got dressed. I gathered my things together to head out to work. And that is when I noticed it.

It was snowing. Again.

I went outside, started the car and proceeded to brush the snow from the car. I went to work, took care of a few things and left after 2½ hours. There is nothing that compares to a short and uneventful day at work.

When I got home, Jess showed me something on DirecTV’s Freeview: Rush in Concert, specifically the A Show of Hands concert.

::: bliss :::I ran into the office and turned it on. I was deliriously happy. I even got out my bass – which I haven’t played in far too long – and muddled through the songs that I nominally remembered how to play.

After that, we went out for lunch and wandered around for a bit. We went out to dinner and a comedy club with Heather, , Jen (his fiancee), and Heather’s parents. We had a ball. In fact, if you ever hear that Bengt (pronounced “bent”) Washburn will be performing in your locale, go check out his show.

Then it was off to bowling: and Jen joined us. All-in-all, I bowled at new levels of mediocrity… but had fun doing so. Post-bowling breakfast was, as usual, at the local V.I. Tonight, there was something a little different, though. The place was packed! There was a group (a LARGE group) from some MLM-style company. They took up at least 30% of the dining space. “Curiouser and curiouser…”

And now, we’re back… and I’m tapped, so I think that I shall call it a night.

Namaste.

Friday
Fairly quiet day at work. Of course, oversleeping made for a rushed pre-work morning. I did, however, stop at a Beans & Brews for a cup of espresso-laden frozen mocha goodness… and mini-bagels.

NPR and PRI Stories

• Talk of the Nation – Science Friday
• Fresh Air
• All Things Considered

Song of the Day
Triangle by Herbie Hancock, from “Inventions and Dimensions”

Stray Toasters

• I was trying to define “grok” to a friend of mine… without having to find my copy of A Stranger in a Strange Land. Fortunately, the folks at whatis.com had a definition. I was rather shocked by that; I had checked there on a lark. Nevertheless, that had a definition.
• I had dinner with my friend Tamarah tonight. I haven’t seen her in… hmm… probably two years, but she called me (quite out of the blue) this afternoon. We went to Mi Ranchito in American Fork (or “American Fark,” as some of the locals pronounce it). We ran into and his fiancee, Jen. What made that funny to me was that I had said “I wonder if I’ll see anyone that I know here” just before we walked in.
• “C” is for “cookie.” That’s good enough for me.
• Funny.

As I’m going to work for a couple of hours tomorrow, I should probably get some sleep. Yes, that would be a good thing.

Namaste.

P.S. for
Her name was Lola.
She was a showgirl..