Saturday
Nothing like a nice, relaxing day off.

I had intended to go to Borders and do some drawing… but those plans got waylaid. Instead, I spent the afternoon going to Harbor Freight (hardware store), Best Buy, and Home Depot. Oh, yeah… Adrian and I spent a bit of time coming up with ideas for a robot that we have decided to build. Nothing fancy. Yet. We’re not expecting this to go on BattleBots, Robot Wars or Robotica… but one of its children or grandchildren may be up to the task.

Went bowling and to V.I. with Jess, Jen and Larry; Angie met us at V.I. I was a *little* torqued at bowling tonight. I normally bowl with two balls, a 14-pound ball (dark blue) that I’ve had for roughly 10 years and a 16-pound ball (red with the N.C. State ‘Wolfpack’ mascot on it – it was given to me) that I’ve had for about 8 years. During our second game, the blue ball got stuck somewhere in the ball return. When it came back, a few minutes later, it had been so marred by the machine that I didn’t recognize it! Hello?!? I’ve had this ball for 10 years… I’d almost know it in the dark! And I didn’t even know that the ball in the return was mine?!?

I was not a happy camper. Nor was I a happy bowler. Jen tried to cheer me up. Here’s a little bit o’ trivia, just in case we should meet: If I am in a “bad mood” (and you generally won’t have to ask whether I am or not), DO NOT try “cute” things to attempt to make me feel better. They do not work. In fact, they typically serve to irritate me even further. Let me ride out the mood and I will be all right.

Fortunately, having bowled at this alley for a couple of years, I know many of the staff members. After I explained what happened, they told me that they would have someone take care of it for me. They were very nice about the whole situation. And, as I’ve mentioned at least once or twice: I appreciate good customer service and relations.

The night wound up all right, in the end. On the “Things to Look Forward To” front, I am going to the Stingers game tomorrow… so I’ll get a little Minor League baseball goodness to sweeten my weekend. And that ain’t a bad thing. Not at all.

Peace.