February Recap

I noticed I've been falling off on my bloggerizing. I hope I haven't lost all my fans. Anybody who's given up on reading this, raise your hand now..... har har

Warning: If you don't know me, you may find what follows almost as boring as those who do know me find it.

Ok, here's the news:

In February, the weather was cold and scroungey. Not much playing outside going on. Taylor has to get up really early for work and walk in the scroungey weather a mile to work.

We had a flurry of activity over President's day weekend. On Saturday, we got together with long time friend and former camp counselor (yes, summer camp counselor from WAY back in the 70's or 80's or some such) Rodney. I made shake & bake and we had a nice evening catching up. On Sunday morning, Taylor & I left early and headed on a three day road trip. First, we met my mom for breakfast. Only, it turned out there was a small problem with the nice restaurant my mom picked: it opens at 5pm. Well, that's ok. It's at a hotel, and it turns out that the hotel has a nicer-than-average free buffet for the guests. Problem solved! We had breakfast and a good visit, although the food wasn't exceptional. But the price was right! Oh, and for the record, Mom DID ask at the front desk and they said we should feel free. har har

After that, we went and visited another summer camp friend, Andra. Had fun with her, and her cute little pip squeeks. Carly ran me ragged in the mall. Ryan tried to kill himself tumbling down a cliff. I scared the kids by pretending that a ground hog was attacking me and dragging me into its hole. And Andra was glad to have conversation above the 5 year old level. It was a normal day in suburbia. Andra's husband, Chris, is a drug pusher (pharmaceutical rep). He kindly supplied me with some cool paraphernalia. My favorite is the (large, fat) ball point pen that says VIAGRA on it. There's a wireless mouse that says Xanax and a Detrol clock, presumably reminding us that we'll have more time for life if we take Detrol to reduce our over active bladder problems.

We went from Andra's in Delaware to my sister's place in Philadelphia. Becky has fixed the place all up, I am please to say. She bought a townhouse about 4 years ago in a sketchy area of Philly for $40k. She's fixed it all up, and when the city removed the end unit that was falling off, that helped significantly. On Tuesday, I went to a database seminar while Becky toured Taylor around the historical and cultural sights of our country's first capital. So much fun.

Had dinner on Tuesday with college friend Lloyd and his partner Doug. They are both IT geeks. We had scintillating conversation about due-dilligence in information security and fried grilled cheese sandwiches.

Then we came home and rescued the bored kitties. We were glad the apartment staff had fed the cats and not noticed that I've pulled the fire alarm off the wall and suffocated it in a plastic bag. Taylor was SURE we'd come back to find our stuff and the cats piled on the curb with a note saying: "You agreed not to tamper with the fire alarm." Being of calmer disposition (ha!), I was never worried about eviction. I figure: They don't want to get rid of us. They'll just fine us a few thousand dollars and let us stay.

Well, if the stupid smoke detector didn't go off every time I make shake-n-bake, then this wouldn't be an issue.

Ok. Then we were home and back to work. There was snow. I worked from home Thursday & Friday. Very nice.

Last weekend, Feb 26 & 27, we went on a walk through Georgetown. I love the old architecture and the tobacco shop that sells hookahs and bongs. They have one hookah that is about 6 feet tall and has eight hoses or tubes, or snorkels, or whatever they're called. I really need to bring my camera on these excursions.

On Sunday, I cannot remember what, if anything, we did. And that has NOTHING to do with the Hookah Hut in Georgetown.

This coming weekend, we are going to help marshal the Alexandria St Patricks Day parade with some friends from my work, unless the weather is crappy and I bail. I'll report on that in a month if I remember.

And that's all the news from Capital City. Well, all the news that won't depress the shit out of you.