Now ain't that a stick in yer spokes

Yesterday was marked by two surprises.

After brekkies, a walk around the lake, blogging, and such typicalities, Yojimbo stopped by to pass an afternoon between in-city engagements. It was good to see him again, especially since his Friday visits have been curtailed by the advent of the RPG era. He brought us up to date regarding Life on the Rock, and left with promises of more visits over the summer.

Yojimbo was there to see Ruby the Scooter roar into life as Otis and I set off on a Ballard adventure; what he was not there to see was Ruby sputtering and conking out at a stoplight on Market. Le sigh. The scoot is legally parked over there now, awaiting pickup from the Amazing Dan the Scooter Man, who will, no doubt, set her all to rights.

We did not let the conk-out deter us from adventuring, however. We walked our way into Ballard town, had pho, visited the locks, and came back in time to catch Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skulls at the Majestic Bay theater. (We both felt that you couldn't say much against the film, but that you couldn't say much for it, either.) We checked on Ruby and then bussed it back to the RD.

So, life goes on. My bike ride to Bothell today becomes a bike ride to Ballard instead, and I may be scooterless for a little while, but the weather is still great and I'm still on vacation. Yee-ha!