Oh man, today was a looooooong day. My brain is complete toothpaste. I am very grateful that the kids were both well behaved and did good work tonight. It actually feels like my brains are draining into my sinuses. Rene tried, and I made a great effort toward, talking about wedding stuff, but eventually we have to submit to the fact that there was no way that my brain was going to be capable of taking in, thinking about, and then truly able to consider any information going to it. She was also brain fried, so it worked out. While she retreated to the comfort and joy of Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs and Fantastic Mr. Fox I dipped my toe into the internet and came out with a foot covered in geek. Between io9.com and toplessrobot.com I caught up on all things pop culture and geek.
Maybe it’s the full moon (today’s picture):
Or maybe it’s just what you are drawn to when your brains are turned into toothpaste, but I was alarmed by this story of a massive half-ton lead coffin found outside of Rome that might contain ancient weapons, an unholy demon who will bring about the end of the world, or a shit ton of Roman candy. Read it and shake in fear with me as we wait for that one idiot scientist who says, “Let’s open it!” on December 21, 2012.
I also started doing some pretty massive research on “Airwolf,” the old TV show from the 80’s. It’s not worth telling you why yet, but I think that this link is a pretty good start.
See you tomorrow!
Project 365 3-28-2010
Today was the last day for Spadra brunch, the weekly brunch that we used to do on Sunday mornings with a rotating group of friends. Due to the illness of his parents, the owner has sold the restaurant to have the time to care for them. It is a good reason to shut down, but a place as unique as Spadra will be missed.
There aren’t many restaurants where you can go in at 10am, eat breakfast, have a few pots of coffee, get a beer and then spend the rest of the afternoon on the patio just chatting the day away. Really those days have been hard to come by the last few months, but when we could have them they were thoroughly enjoyed.
Spadra was a true “scene,” a place where like-minded people gathered together and shared a common experience. There aren’t many places left where you can actually have a “scene.” In fact the manufactured “scenes” that so many bars, lounges and restaurants try to produce have watered down what the idea of a real scene is so badly that when you experience a real one it is a bit overwhelming. And in my life the only scenes worth a damn are the ones that grow all by themselves. Manufactured scenes are just really elaborate planned parties – not nearly as much fun or as authentic.
Today’s picture is of Rene and I at our last Spadra brunch:
See you tomorrow!
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