Hopefully you made it outside tonight to see the Total Lunar Eclipse.
Too bad it couldn’t have waited six days. But this does kind of put everything in a bit of perspective. As the conversation went:
Ryan: kinda puts things into perspective, you know
Erik: ppl say that, I never get it :) …
Ryan: like, Bush or Kerry? Who cares? The moon could crush them both in a heartbeat AND it looks better too
Erik: lol
Theo (4:22:48 PM): hey…
Ryan (4:23:14 PM): yo
Ryan (4:23:17 PM): what’s new?
Theo (4:23:54 PM): just finished my last guard shift in Iraq
w00t!
For the second week in a row, I got to hang out with my good friend Maneesh. This time, we went to Ruby’s at the Redmon Town Center, a 50’s diner rumored to abound with hot women. Well, we were duly impressed upon arriving. The hostess, Molly, was very nice to look at, especially as she seated us. But, our waitress, alas, not so much. The food wasn’t particularly redeeming either. My burger was somewhat undercooked, though juicy, and the milk shake was pretty blah. There’s always the hope of something a little better in both categories next time – that is, if I ever go again. But… well, Maneesh and I be pretty forgiving, under the right circumstances. If you know what I mean.
Being told in a straightforward manner is way better than anything else. It seems, though, that even when straightforward, they have to justify it as not really being straightforward, just obvious. Not that it makes it not striaghtforward. But I don’t know why I’m complaining, I really should be happy. Whatever.
If it can’t be complex I guess its not worth it?
Thats is the order of the day. On the way to church, I tuned into 710 am to listen to the Hawks last feeble attempts to take down the mighty Patriots. I hate to say I told you so on this one, and hopefully I’m wrong, but we’ll see.
Then was church. I went mostly because I promised a friend I would go. Andrew is a good teacher, and my Palm only has stupid games.
Then I picked up Angela and we did this senior photo thing. It was windy, and some would argue cold outside as well. But we survived. 142 shots later, we were still alive. Hopefully some of them turn out. Cause as much as Angela liked it, I’m not sure I’m cut out to be a model photographer.
Have hope and hang in there.
Everything is going to be ok.
My good friend Maneesh was in town today for a local consulting contrat he’s working on. We met up after we were done with our respective work, and ate as Azteca before cruising around Redmond talking about girls, women, and various females before ending up in his hotel room watching Bad Boys II on HBO, while continuing to talk about, well, girls, women, and females. When Maneesh and I get together its usuallt one of those three topics. Sure, work and life comes up every once in a while, but not so much really.
Needless to say, it was awesome seeing him again, and who knows – he might make a habit out of this travel to bellevue thing. It’s a very real possibility, apparently.