March 19th: blue sky Saturday
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 184
Woke, had some coffee and watched "Night Shift," one of my favorite Michael Keaton films. ("This is Chuck to remind Bill to shut.... UP!") Heather and I walked to Royal Young Coffee for company sandwich and take advantage of our VIP card, the discount for which was barely noticeable.
The day was gorgeous, blue skies and sun, but a little windy. It soured our frisbee plans. After throwing it around in the frustrating resistance, we gave up, decided to get some sun on the roof. After four minutes of that, some beautiful mattress cotton clouds blew in and smothered the rays. "Ok," I said. "What's plan C?"
That involved bread and cheese, having some highballs. I procured some On Fire Sprite (the arch-villain of Icy Mint Sprite) and mixed it with vodka. It tasted like slightly cinnamon ginger ale, a beverage made for Terry Willis if I ever saw one. (The man loves cinnamon almost as much as peanut butter, but I'd be surprised, and revolted, if I found Peanut Butter Sprite)
Mike, Heather and I ate at the Blue Pacman. I had some benign noodles since my stomach is still gunshy about fried dumplings ever since Guiyang. Afterwards we got some fireworks and I let one off in front of the store (at the shopowner's behest, mind you) and it was a whizzing banger that careened right back into the store and exploded against a massive set of finale-size boxes. That could have been the most dazzling and dangerous thing to ever witness. The shopowner casually stomped out the sparks, moved the box aside, and everything was kosher.
We went back to the school, decided we needed more fireworks and went back. We let some off out front of Kedu, but a few of them didn't ignite at all. It was slightly drizzling rain, which mildly dampened the proceedings. Passing by the tents, we learned there would be no more pumpkin cakes, for they were out of season. Sad Xmas.
Started to watch "The Ninth Configuration," but sleep won the battle for my attention.
Woke, had some coffee and watched "Night Shift," one of my favorite Michael Keaton films. ("This is Chuck to remind Bill to shut.... UP!") Heather and I walked to Royal Young Coffee for company sandwich and take advantage of our VIP card, the discount for which was barely noticeable.
The day was gorgeous, blue skies and sun, but a little windy. It soured our frisbee plans. After throwing it around in the frustrating resistance, we gave up, decided to get some sun on the roof. After four minutes of that, some beautiful mattress cotton clouds blew in and smothered the rays. "Ok," I said. "What's plan C?"
That involved bread and cheese, having some highballs. I procured some On Fire Sprite (the arch-villain of Icy Mint Sprite) and mixed it with vodka. It tasted like slightly cinnamon ginger ale, a beverage made for Terry Willis if I ever saw one. (The man loves cinnamon almost as much as peanut butter, but I'd be surprised, and revolted, if I found Peanut Butter Sprite)
Mike, Heather and I ate at the Blue Pacman. I had some benign noodles since my stomach is still gunshy about fried dumplings ever since Guiyang. Afterwards we got some fireworks and I let one off in front of the store (at the shopowner's behest, mind you) and it was a whizzing banger that careened right back into the store and exploded against a massive set of finale-size boxes. That could have been the most dazzling and dangerous thing to ever witness. The shopowner casually stomped out the sparks, moved the box aside, and everything was kosher.
We went back to the school, decided we needed more fireworks and went back. We let some off out front of Kedu, but a few of them didn't ignite at all. It was slightly drizzling rain, which mildly dampened the proceedings. Passing by the tents, we learned there would be no more pumpkin cakes, for they were out of season. Sad Xmas.
Started to watch "The Ninth Configuration," but sleep won the battle for my attention.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 3/19/2005 09:31:00 PM ]
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