So, a little while after posting that last gifapalooza, Otis and I fed the cat that we don't have and drove down to Wallingford. We were about getting the oil changed on the Ford before the road trip, and at the recommendation of Dingo we went to the 45th street Jiffy Lube (with a coupon, no less). It was a fine and dandy experience: the process was cheap and quick and the guy didn't oversell the extras - and even actually told me the car didn't need a new air filter yet. Cool beans.
We then drove the newly-lubed car down to Oregon to see Just Jon. The I-5 corridor is now even longer than befoere, since Jon lives in BFE. We hit one major nasty squall near Olympia, and the rest of the trip alternated rain and gonna-rain. We got down to Monmouth in the afternoon, and you can check out Independence Days to see what we did. (Editorial comment: that movie was lame, lame, lame! The visit, however, was the swellest.)
On the way up, we stopped to see the Jacobses and their burly offspring. Nice spread of victuals, nice chat, nice time.
We hit the road quickly to make time to stop at IKEA on the way back. It was a mostly fruitless trip, since we didn't bring enough measurements to make the decisions on most of the purchases we had planned to make. We picked up some doodads and called it good.
It has been a long day, so I think we may skip the Door tonight, since tomorrow is responding-to-papers day. Ah, well.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
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Have you considered that you and Courtney seem to be acquiring an IKEA habit?
Stop the madness!
You missed the Pink Door. No problem, although it went swell. I'll be there again next week, and the week after that and aparently I'll be there pretty much every other week until I get bored with it. Sweet. Details will be forthcoming on Tramps, Spivs and Vagabonds...One Clown's Attempt To Find Love and Money Without Getting an Actual Job.
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