Andy, 23 November 2007
When we were young, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie came out and my little brother and I watched it religiously and frequently. Each time it concluded and the credits rolled, we’d go berserk and start launching off the couch doing jump kicks, chopping at the air and wrestling on the floor.
Troy and I had the same sort of cathartic moment after watching the MASH dvd on Wednesday night. It probably had nothing to do with the visit to Scolari’s Office beforehand.
Then, for breakfast this morning, I had the first of what I hope are many leftover turkey sandwiches. That was also a moment of ecstasy.
Andy, 14 November 2007
Halloween has come and gone, and, as is traditional, all we’re left with is a collection of embarrassing photos. For my failure to brainstorm a costume, I had to resign myself to the whims of the Georgia girls and ended up wearing a lacy, tattered gown, pearls, a smidgen of fake blood, a blonde wig and a plastic tiara. Aside from the hairy armpits and farmer’s tan, I was indeed the spitting image of Princess Di.
The next night was TNT, which was as underwhelming as I’ve previously experienced. Thank goodness for novel company and subsidized beer! Randomly meeting one of the directors of the 30,000-strong neuroscience conference later on at the W hotel was pretty funny, too—he was plastered and trying to coach along our chess game.
Brian Lio was in town that weekend, and we ended up in Mexico for dinner on Sunday. I came home with a belly full of lengua and tequila, with a handsome bottle of Cazadores Añejo to enjoy at my leisure.
My travel plans for next year are firming up and I’m starting to get giddy. There’s even a countdown timer embedded on my computer’s desktop at work.
We had a nice week of brisk weather, but it has since returned to the mid-seventies and I find myself wishing for more moisture. Even being rained on during last Sunday’s 30 mile ride was a pleasant change of pace.
