DJ's Detritus

A Creative Writing Class Dropout's Last Refuge

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Logy Boys

Yeah, yeah, I missed the SLA. What are you going to do about it? Stop reading these gems? I doubt it.

I guess all of you heard from me recently, to my chagrin. Ads for Viagra and Cialis ended up in your mailboxes due to some computer virus. I think I've killed it now. Its time for me to get a Mac.

I had lunch with the UK yesterday. He has kindly donated his third computer to my wife for use in the schools she works in. I gave thought to keeping it for myself, since its a Mac, but not even I am that callous. Close, but no cigar. By the way, if anyone's looking for a great ski rental, just click on his link on my blog.

So we had Japanese for lunch and then I got a burrito for dinner. I stopped at a the FC Chipotle since I had to get back to the house quickly, as I was on Sonny Boy 2 watch. The daughter deigned to come home for a half hour for a quick outfit change and then was off to a school dance. As I exited Chipotle, I caught a young skateboarder busting a rhyme outside Starbucks while his friends grooved on it. From a nearby table, a gentleman of my approximate age was giving him the hairy eyeball. But I don't judge. I did some crazy things in my youth. Bad rapping is no worse than wearing double knit slacks in public.

We had our annual post-Labor Day quilting bee in Tahoe this past weekend. The FC wives are up there this weekend. I expect to be terribly lonely.

I drove up with TCG and #1 last Thursday. We got a late start due to my babysitter having to cancel but #1's wife stepped in and saved the day. We hit some traffic in the city but it was smooth sailing after that. We had dinner and a couple pops at the Bridgetender in Tahoe City before turning in early.

The next day we got the boat out and went shopping to ensure we had lunch supplies for when The Exec and #2 arrived. We texted them to let them know vittles would be there for them. In typical fashion, the chuckleheads stopped for lunch in Truckee. We took the boat out again and headed to Chamber's Landing to have some Chambers Punch, which contains rum and God knows what else. This outing also gave The Exec an opportunity to leave his credit card there. He and I returned the next day via automobile to retrieve it. The main gates were closed so we were stumped. He pulled over to punch in the address into his GPS. It responded by stating: "Drive forward 20 feet and hang a left moron". When we got back I found out that TCG had given The Exec precise directions, which he ignored. I think it's pretty clear The Exec richly deserves the ridicule we heap upon him.

#1 whipped up some slow cooked Mexican pork for dinner Friday night. We spent a lot of time out on the deck as we were fortunate to get great weather. Martinis and Vespers were flowing freely but I stuck with beer. We had planned to go down to TCG's exclusive boat landing for dinner on Saturday night but ended up on the deck again. #2 manned the grill and we had some monster rib eyes along with brussel sprouts and baked potatoes. We shoveled the shit for hours then hit the hay. #2 made a point of telling me that what happens in Tahoe stays in Tahoe. We agreed to agree.

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