I spent the past two weeks traveling around—that should explain the relative lack of posting. I drove from CU to STL last Wednesday evening and rocked out that evening at the Billy Goat and the Majestic. Thursday morning saw me wake up at the crack of dawn to prepare for my flight from STL to Reagan Int’l Airport in DC. A short train ride later, I was rolling with my brother-in-law to his crib where I got to hang out with my niece and nephew for a while. My old friend Chris had a few Franziskaners at Bailey’s in Ballston, an enormous bar in a shopping mall—the site was originally a J.C. Penny’s. Nice place, good beer selections, lots of TVs. The men’s room had a mouthwash dispenser and I don’t know what to make of that.
Friday was spent packing up the cars and getting ready to roll out to Rehoboth, a nifty little beach-resort town on the Delaware coast. I got to ride over the Woodrow Wilson and Chesepeake Bay bridges, which was a cool experience. I spent the next week getting a horrific sunburn, playing on the beach, and swimming in waters rife with wild dolphins. I walked down to Dewey beach one night to watch the Cardinals lose at a good sportsbar called Big Mike’s. Ended up getting spectacularly inebriated that night and briefly fell asleep on the beach on the way home before some officers of the law rousted me without incident. My nephew stopped calling me Lee-Lee, switching the pronunciation to Lee-Mo, which I find pretty damned amusing.
I flew back into St. Louis on Saturday night and went to a Pre-Independence Day BBQ hosted by Jeff and Karyn. Had a good time there staying up until the sun rose before collapsing in a heap on her floor.
Sunday I went to the Cardinals game and sat in the McGwire box. Had a great time and enjoyed the game. I did end up turning a profit. I figure I drank about ten 12-oz beers and ate three dogs plus a plate of nachos. Also got a commemorative pin! I’m still pissed about the smoking accomodations on my deck. I was pretty worn out Sunday night from all the booze and sun—I collapsed in a heap by 10:30pm.
On Monday, I woke up and made the executive decision that I wouldn’t be returning to CU until after the Fourth. My rationalization was that the offices would be closed on Tuesday, so I wouldn’t be able to get all that much work done anyways and spent the day hanging out with my mom. On the morning of Independence Day, I woke up at 6am and started rebuilding my mom’s ‘puter, which had been virused into a non-bootable state. Downloading patches on dial-up I had the thing put together 8 hours later and went out for some shenanigans. Stopped by my pop’s first to say hello and then went on to Brian’s to play some badminton and volleyball with Jeff and Brian’s neighbors. That was a heckuva good time and I ended up staying there the rest of the night to eat BBQ and watch the fireworks displays of the six or seven suburban “cities” surrounding his condo. Woke up this morning at 6, packed up at my mom’s and was back in CU by 10:00.
Things at the crib looked good, although the yard needs to be mowed pretty badly and my vegetable patch desperately needs weeding. It looks like I’m already caught up at work, so I expect I’ll go home early today to take care of that yardwork and get unpacked before softball.
And that’s what youse missed.