First I’d like to just point out that I hadn’t posted in four days, and I got a comment from nessa asking what’s up with the lack of posting. Others don’t post for a month and nobody seems to mind. I guess that just shows I have loving and adoring fans… or they’re bored, and I provide regular reading. Whatever the case, here’s the goods from this 3 4 day weekend.
I came to work on Thursday, then left early as I felt like shit run over twice. I got home, played a good deal of Tony Hawk Underground, and did little to nothing besides that. Milca made homemade chicken soup which made me feel a hell of a lot better. The Soup Master strikes again.
Friday went by pretty much the same, except that I was beckoned into work to fix some hooplah on their computers (a small error in an excel spreadsheet, if you really want to know), and while there bought a sleeping bag I’d had on hold so that Milca and I could go camping this weekend. We’d been planning on this trip for about two weeks now, and no amount of icky-ness was going to hold me back. At any rate, I was feeling a lot better, so I wasn’t too worried.
We got everything packed up Saturday morning, went to Trader Joe’s for the food stuffs, then got in the car for Angeles Crest. We drove through La Cañada on the 2, up to the first fire station. There we read an electric sign saying the forest was closed. This was entirely too vague for me. Having been in several forests in my life, how one might close one boggles the mind. We kept driving to the first Forest Service information booth, where a man told us that the entire Angeles Forest was closed for hiking, camping, and pretty much anything else because of the high fire danger. I asked him if there were any areas at all that would be open for camping that he could think of. No dice.
Let down and slightly grumpy, we went down the hill and decided to take the dogs hiking in our normal spot. We take a back way into Millard Canyon where few go, and those that do are typically nice people that make eye contact, smile, and tell you to have a good day. For those that have read my previous posts, you know that these are my kind of people.
We went back home, got the dogs, and drove to Altadena. We got all the way to the place, and found that it, too, was closed. That guy wasn’t kidding. The ENTIRE forest was closed.
This is when I started cursing the Forest service, not for closing everything, but for not posting a sign further down the hill saying that everything was closed. I felt like Mr. Griswold at the gates of Wallyworld.
We decided to take the dogs to the park near the house instead, and cut our losses. There we found Matt, a regular who brings his extremely hyper dog, and several others and their dogs. In all there were 8 dogs, running, jumping, and playing together. It was awesome to see them all springy and enjoying the company of their brethren. I truly wished I could have been Sirius right then and played along. After the extensive frolics, we went home and played some board games.
I own The Game of Life: Star Wars Edition, and Monopoly: Star Wars Episode 1 Edition. Neither were bought by me, both gifts, and both pretty fun.
Life is just flat out un as hell, and beats the piss out of the original. You gain skills in four areas, Logic, Intuition, Energy, and Fighting. You can also follow the Dark Side, which is straight up easier and faster. In the end, the light and dark duke it out to see who the winner is. Good stuff. I always go dark side, and won for the first time this round.
Monopoly is pretty much the same game with all the names changed. The only notable difference is the construction of the board, which allows each of the property titles to be on the board so you know what’s been bought without having to ask. This is nice, as some people don’t pay attention, and won’t collect their rent as a result. We each won a game, but Milca doesn’t like my tactic of building as high as possible as quickly as possible. I suppose we need a third person to level the playing field a bit.
So, there you have it. My weekend all layed out for you. Today the unthinkable will happen, and I will report it to you all. Hate to be vague and all, but all good things to those who wait.