Don't Get Mad, Get Even

This past Thursday my friend Greg from Texas was in town on business. He is from the days back in H-town where everyone belonged to the cult. It was so great to see him and get to hang out with him. Jill and I headed up to Grill's at Port Canaveral and had some dinner. Not to mention drank to much and laughed a lot. It was a such a beautiful night, the band was pretty good (albeit a little loud), and just a good atmosphere all around. I could have sat there all night. Greg is such a great person and so much fun to just hang out with and chill. So glad he came into town. Here are some pics from that evenings festivities.


As far as the rest of the weekend goes I was mostly productive. Friday night, Rene' and I went to John Tucker Must Die
(ok, no making fun! We have a problem with teen movies....love them). If you haven't heard about it, the plot basically revolves around these 4 girls and their quest to destroy a man. Three of the girls have been jilted by John Tucker and the 4th is just looking for friends but still wants to torture men like Tucker for all those who have screwed her mom. Cute idea but they seemed to show all the good parts in the trailers. Ah, what can you do, it was still enjoyable.
Saturday I spent all my day doing all the things I have to catch up on. Yard work, house maintenance, cleaning and laundry dominated my entire morning and afternoon. I felt incredibly accomplished but thoroughly exhausted. I know everyone has said this but I guess I didn't really know how much work having a house of your own can truly be. That night we hit the Dog n' Bone for a bit. It wouldn't have been that bad except the band was really loud (so loud it hurt Jill's ears again and she had to leave) and you couldn't even hear the lead singer. So, we opted to hang out with Alex, John, and Kevin over at Alex's house. It was a good time for what it was but no great revelations to report. We did however play pictionary and watch some Eddie Izzard.
Not sure if I have mentioned (but I am sure Rene' did) but Nina has left us again that whore! She left on Thursday last week, just as abruptly as last time. These short jubs come up so quick and it pretty much consists of a phone call and a trip to the airport. No real "get ready time." She left with dirty clothes and hopefully all her provisions. She said they have return flights for this Friday, however, once she was on the boat she called and said that she was told it could be more like 2 weeks and that is being hopeful. I hope she is able to get back sooner than later because she has her high school reunion to attend with Cara (they are driving up to VA). Fingers crossed for her everyone.
Lastly, I have a couple of items for you to ponder. Last night at the coffee Rene' and I read from this new book I've got called Why Do Men Fall Asleep After Sex?: More Questions You'd Only Ask a Doctor After Your Third Whiskey Sour. This is the second installment of urban legends debunked by medicine and common sense, by the guys who wrote Why Do Men Have Nipples? Hundreds of Questions You'd Only Ask a Doctor After Your Third Martini. Some of the more interesting questions were "Is a dog's mouth really clean?", "Why do women pee more than men?" and of course the title question "Why do men fall asleep after sex?" The only thing about this book that I do not like is that you are left wanting more from the explainations. It raises more questions to me than the orginal question. Despite that I am enjoying this book and learning about those obscure things that makes us the screwed up society we are today.