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Jade Hunts For Easter Eggs

Happy Easter

I just want to shout out a Happy Easter to everyone out there.

Tough Question

Jade let me know that Bren discussed my dad while I was away. She asked how her grandfather died. I was silent for a bit. Then I just let her know that he was sick and he had passed away. She didn't say much after that. Well, she did ask to drink my soda. I gave her the remains of my pepsi without a word. I didn't want to let her know it was my dad's favorite drink.

Nike March Challenge

St. Patty's Day One Day Early

Well, we had corned beef and cabbage over here. And we invited my two friends Frank and Andrea over to share with it. They enjoyed it very much. I make my corned beef in a large crock pot with veggies and watered down apple juice. It comes out very tender that you could eat it without a knife. Right afterwards Bren and I knocked out a couple of quests in World of Warcraft. I got my highest level character to level 65. Still, I really need to drop a lot of pounds from all this eating and soda drinking. Putting on my clothes has been an exercise in denial.

Lochrann And The Curse of Retro Karma

It's been a rough few weeks for me as you may not have read.  I've been away for too long, gentle reader.

Someone answered my prayers (not bad for an agnostic) and built an Irish pub a few minutes from my house.  Now, it is a tad fancy smacy (it's a technical term - I'm sure of it), but it feels cozy which allows me to get some writing done to a really expensive lunch - both in price and in calories.  But I just love the atmosphere in there.  The wait staff is polite and attentive.  And the chef is trained by the Culinary Institute of America. They rock.

So, my mind has been dragging as of late with changes at work and the emotional aftermath of my dad.  I packed my stuff to go and realized to my horror that I accidentally stole their lunch menu.  Their lunch menu looks very much like one of my notebooks.  ( I can't bring myself to whip out my MacBook Pro in a restaurant like this as much as I really want to.)   So I've been procrastinating bringing back the menu.  And of course, being Irish, it's probably some ancient curse befalling me for menu pilfering that will land me with premature baldness or something.  All other attempts at creative solutions out of this ethnic faux pas have so far yielded no results.  In short, Bren caught me trying to leave the menu in her car.

I will stop by tomorrow and drop off the menu saying what I said above.  Just like I planned yesterday, and the day before, and the day before....