Too many entries.

I have urge to split this into lots of smaller blog entries and fudge the time stamps to make you think that I was really keeping my blog up to date like Casey but I haven't been. Oddly enough, when I am feeling somewhat guilty about letting my blog flounder, I don't read other people's blogs. It seems wrong to benefit from someone else's work when you aren't pulling your share.

I will cover some highlights, working in reverse chronological order.

• I forgot my pants at home today. Normally this would only come out of the mouth of someone like Otto but it happens to me. I wore shorts to kickboxing and left my pants on the table on a hanger. So I had to buy track pants at the studio to avoid showing off thigh. (You try being completely coherent at 5 am in the morning.)


• The client yo-yo is back up. I have gotten more zen about the situation, the last blog post not withstanding, understanding that the wheel of fortune rotates faster than my washer on spin cycle. My ego just shrugged.


• I had a great weekend in Cleveland. No, really. My friend Patrick has recently moved to Oberlin, OH and felt a little too isolated in the cornfields. It just so happens a good friend of mine Jeff was born and raised in Cleveland, so I persuaded Jeff to go on a road trip. We took Friday off, hopped in my car, and schlepped through rain so bad, I felt like I was driving behind a sprinkler. We hijacked Patrick, waiting ever so patiently for his captors, at Java Zone. From a parking spot near his office, we toured the quads.
  
  Our weekend trip happened to coincide with Drag Ball, the big gender bending bash. And in a college where photos of large strawberries make the front page of the paper (no joke), this is a big deal. But Patrick would have looked awful in a dress.
  
  In Clevelend, we went out to a great dinner at Lola's a terrific restaurant, meeting a small cast of Jeff's friends. Our hosts were amazing. Mike and Bob went out of their way to make us feel welcome in not only their city but in their home. It was a great introduction into the city.
  
  The next day, we trekked over to Joe's place, then to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with a great U2 exhibit. (You can find your own damn links to those two.)
  
  In stead of a rowsing night out, we crashed after eating steaks bigger than our faces.
  
  The drive home wasn't nearly as painful as the drive there. Thank God.
  
  I had a great time.
  


• Cars. I am irrationally fixed on them right now.
  
  
  
  1. The new BMW 5 series.
  
  
  2. The new FX 45
  
  
  3. Spy shots of the new BMW 6 series
  
  
  4. The hot (?!?) new Volvo S60-R
  
  
  
  I think as much as it makes sense for me to keep my car when my lease is up, I doubt I am going to be in the mood.


• Oh! and I almost forgot! I finished off All is Not Lost and Fight All is Not Lost is the slow disc, Fight is the faster one. If I forgot anyone, please e-mail me at the normal coordinates.
  

Look! It's 9:15 pm. Time for me to go to bed!
I don't want the other 8 year olds to beat me.