Well...a deep subject

No catchy title for today. For one, I am rushed for time and highly uncreative and for two...just cause.

Busy busy week. Aside from it being July and all and one of my hardest months at the office. Lemme see...kidlet was camping all week. I went out...hold yourself...two nights in a row! Yessir, the old lady had a hot time two nights. Har.

Not a big deal really. Went out Friday after work for a beer and then met H on Saturday for dinner and drinks at Francis X. Tasty tasty cosmos, people. Most yum. We went from there to a pool bar in Boring Oregon...it is really called that. Had beer and hung out and watched the drunk locals do karaoke. Most fun.

Of course yesterday was kinda grim. I was out and about when that plane crashed at the airshow. Right down the street in fact and I had just come from New Seasons. The field the guy was trying to land in is right there next to the parking lot. It was eerie, looking at a jet and not hearing any noise from engines. All the traffic kinda stopped right there on Cornell as we all came to the same conclusion, "hey...that plane is going to crash."

Anyhow, it was an odd experience to say the least. Now I am outta here.