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~Tuesday~  I've been running behind in the mornings lately, so today I set my alarm ten minutes earlier than I have been. I was out at the bus stop at 8:17, and the bus arrived at 8:23. It was a beautiful morning weather-wise, and the sun caught the trees near my house and stop at an angle that really set the yellows on fire. This picture really doesn't capture it, but you can get the gist:



Hello Outdoorsy Driver was driving this morning. A man I caught in a picture a long time ago with a t-shirt on that only covered half of his belly was on this morning with a change in two ways: 1) today's t-shirt covered his belly, and 2) he was holding a cane.

The gentleman in the wheelchair whom I talked about the other day screaming into his cell phone to whoever was on the other end about getting insurance ("Get it NOW!") at geico.com, was aboard this morning quietly reading a book. As if on cue, his cell phone rang and he was off and running:

"HELLO! YES, MY GP MADE AN APPOINTMENT FOR ME FOR TOMORROW AND MY MOM JUST TOLD ME YESTERDAY. I HAVE TO RESCHEDULE IT. I HAVE SOMETHING I NEED TO DO AT WORK TOMORROW... THAT SHOULD BE OKAY... NO WAIT, THAT WON'T WORK. ANYTHING IN THE MORNING? MORNING'S BETTER FOR ME... YES, THAT SHOULD WORK." Well, I'm glad we're all on board with that.

No sooner had he hung up and the phone of the guy sitting in front of me rang with the volume turned up about as loud as it could go, I'm sure, and some song played that made me once again think:


He kept saying, "HUH? HUH? I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" and then as if the person on the other end surely couldn't hear him, he laid the phone flat out in front of his mouth and SCREAMED into it like a walkie-talkie.



I only had one meeting today at work and it was my weekly staff meeting with my boss. It was productive, and ended with her letting me know I can work at home Wednesday if I like, and that I should feel free to stop working at 2:30 or 3:0. Happy Thanksgiving.



Joe is going to be working over Thanksgiving, so he wanted to cook a Thanksgiving dinner to enjoy tonight and to have leftovers over the next couple of days. I was happy to help, by showing up with my bourbon and Diet Coke.

He had this most delicious meal (hover for description):



and we watched last week's episode (The Substitute) of Glee in time to watch this week's episode (Furt) live at 8:00.



At about 10:30, we made our way down to Flex where it was "College Night," which consisted of a Cornhole (with rules at the link provided by the American Cornhole Association, no less) game set up and a folding table out on which to play Beer Pong. The only thing missing were college kids.

Four guys (two on a team) played a game of Beer Pong (rules and an opportunity to play yourself), in which they didn't try to bounce the balls into the cups of beer, but tried to get them in with direct throws. The grossest part of all, of course, was actually drinking the cup of beer the ball ended up in after it had bounced, god knows how many times, on that nasty, nasty, nasty cement floor.

We played a couple of games of pool, or was it just one? Alex and Steven were there, and we spoke a bit with them, and then Jim (of Jim and Champ, and who—we later found out from a text from Alex—have broken up) asked me if I wanted to play a game with him. I did, and we got down to my having one ball left and watching him scratch on the 8-ball.



On the way out, I removed my leftovers from Joe's cooler and gave it back to him. Thanks for everything, Joe!

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(Anonymous)
Nov. 26th, 2010 09:11 pm (UTC)
dirty games
We never worried about where the quarter had been when we played "quarters" in college (bounce quarter off table into glass of beer, which you could either drink yourself or hand it to whoever you want to drink it). As I remember it didn't always stay on the table either, but often we were playing in a bar where the floor was covered with peanut shells so I'm sure it was sanitary. Phil
dailyafirmation
Nov. 26th, 2010 09:19 pm (UTC)
LOL!
an0penletterto
Nov. 26th, 2010 09:23 pm (UTC)
cornhole
Up here I've heard that game called "bags" or "teabagging."

Not that teabagging is a better name for that game than cornholing, that is not at all what I'm suggesting.

I wonder why this game always gets salaciously named?
dailyafirmation
Nov. 26th, 2010 09:31 pm (UTC)
Re: cornhole
Me too! I hate that name "cornhole."
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