In other propane news, I may buy a turkey frying kit when they go on sale for Thanksgiving. An external burner is a useful thing to have in this heat,for brewing, cooking and coffee bean roasting.
It was an extraordinarily social weekend. Friday evening I met Mrs. Ha over at preschool mom's and even ended up chatting with preschool-dad around the fire (he's not very easy to talk to).
Saturday we had Porsche-girl over (which meant seeing Porsche-mom and dad).
Sunday newspaper-mom had a big birthday party, the food was great, we saw lots of other school parents, and to top it off, there was a 6th grade pool party Sunday night. I'm ready to be shut up alone for a while now, thank you very much.
I did see newspaper-dad's CB1000 tankless and rearwheel-less in their garage, his riding season is about as good as mine. I didn't get any time to work on the Kz, and the only riding I did was on my push bike.
Saturday morning a piper was practicing on Cobbs Hill, the park behind us. Six year old wanted to see and hear the piper up close, so I dragged out the $5 Huffy Mountain bike with trailing seat (like a Hitchhiker) and we headed off the park, while riding over the grass to dodge the Temple goers and awayers. It was an ordeal to get to the top, I had to stop often, my bike and six year old and trailer add up to a heavy load, but we made it, only to find the piper was gone. We then rode down the grassy slope (on a stone path), very slowly and unsteadily, the whole contraption handles like a Pennysylvania coal truck, and there was no gravel escape ramp for us.
The other big thing on Saturday was setting up the bunk bed. Mrs. Ha went off to the VOA outlet to shop while I started setting up the freshly purple painted bunk bed. I was about halfway done when she called, she found a usable spring frame at the VOA. So, I headed off that way in my hot, unairconditioned Tercel, with eleven year old, six year old and Porsche girl.
Someday I need to spend a few hours there. They have huge bins and bins of clothing, totally unsorted. Most of it is garage sale leftovers, but still generally in good shape. I found a pair of cargo shorts in a 32W, and even a pair of cargo pants in a 32Wx32L, but no jeans or khakis. I decided against the cargo stuff, since I already have some. I also found a hot air popper that would work for a coffee bean roaster, but it was missing the top part, so I skipped it. We did get the frame, bring it home and set up the rest of the bunk bed, except for the ladder and stop rail on the top. It will probably be another week before it's ready for sleeping in. In another update of Rochester is a small city, I saw another worker at my $corp there (not really a coworker, since we don't work together, but I see her around every few weeks).
We saw two movies this weekend, Dirty Pretty Things and Aquamarine. The former was pretty good, hotels are creepy places. The latter was okay, it may have been good , but I'm way outside the tween or even young teen girl demographic.
I'm not even sure if I find young women in their 20's that appealing, except maybe when they sing. I suppose it's a sign that I'm not totally cynical and burned out that I really enjoy Colbie Caillat's Bubbly (the video on youtube is pretty snazzy, shot in a desaturated yellow tinged mode that's reminiscent of a film made in the mid70's, with what looks like a classic Landcruiser).
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