A Labour Day Weekend
posted at 4:37 pm
on Sep. 4, 2006
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Dinner at Satima
A 6” Subway sandwich was eaten with gusto
Letters were mailed (though they wouldn’t be picked up until Tuesday)
Air was put in under-inflated bike tires
An LED headlight with a broken clamp was permanently (one hopes) glued to the handle bars of a bike
A back gate was “fixed”—not that it was broken, it was just awkward to open from one side
A brown lawn was pointlessly watered
Dishes were done, done again, and done once more
Out was thrown trash, and some recycling
More than a few blogs were read. A few entries were written, by more than one person
A funny book, Fluke, was finished. And a brilliant book, Between the Bridge and the River, was finally finished, leaving nothing in a bathroom to read
The Japanese and the Aztecs got shafted in Civilization 4
Fresh chicken cordon blue was purchased at Safeway, taken home, grilled on a BBQ and proclaimed “bland, like something extruded in a protein factory”
A desk was cleaned; the surface of a desk is now visible
Initial steps were taken to sell a house in Pasadena
A close friend was urged to come to Vancouver to go camping for a weekend
A little bit of “get paid for it” work was done, just so no one gets rusty
Flickr comments were checked, an embarrassing number of times, but everyone else seemed to be away from the computer
Sunday breakfast went on as usual
A preliminary shopping expedition was made to determine baseline pricing for a new lens and flash for a D70 Nikon camera. The flimsy rational was that a new screen protector was needed because the old one was lost. A new screen protector will probably end up costing the owner about $1,100
A BBQ was attended (i.e. meat was cooked and eaten, beer was drunk, anecdotes were told, too much sun was absorbed by pale skin, people were given rides home)
A grocery trip was made, during which one person went looney and bought bags of tortilla chips and a huge quantity of peanut butter cups and basically disavowed all previous notions of moderation, at least until they run out
A fridge, in order to receive new groceries, was cleaned out most thoroughly. Pickles were grouped with pickles, sauces with sauces, cheeses were clustered, and the like
Magic was played
All in all, it was a pretty passive Labour Day weekend.
