A Lull in the Craziness

Man, it is hard to write blog posts when nothing exciting happens. Since Pamela's birthday, we've been... going to work? I worked Tuesday through Thursday, and actually had some success at the job. It seems people want to donate money after all. Pam's in the middle day of a three-day stint as well, though please let the record show that I am not comparing jobs other than the fact that we both work the same number of days a week. 36 hours a week saving lives is a liiiiittle bit tougher than ten hours talking to strangers. So God bless ya, Pam. I'm thinking of you as I sit around all day reading and playing Pokémon Blue.

And uh, hmm, so yea, that's it, unless you count the two dinners we went out for in the past three days. We finally got to Del Taco, and it cost $2.88 for six tacos, so let's say it was pretty much the opposite of our meal at Roy's Hawaiian Fusion in every capable way. Horrible, horrible, cheap, delicious tacos. Last night we finally hit up the Freakin' Frog, with their claim of "Over 1000 beers." Not sure about that one, as we only saw about fifteen on tap. Maybe the other 985 are in the cooler in the back? We didn't bother, as our mission was mainly food. The cheeseburgers and chicken tenders and fries were all standard bar fare—plain, moderately priced, tasty.

What else, what else... oh! Look what's parked in our parking lot:

 

 

Never thought I'd actually see the Oscar Mayer Weinermobile in person. According to Wikipedia, there are eight actively driving around the country. Guess they couldn't withstand the appeal of the Can.

Whoo boy! Excitement!! Ha. It's okay. We had a crazy weekend last weekend, and the rest of the week is a cool-off period. We'll try to get into some trouble this weekend, starting with a ton of pizza and Bud Light tomorrow night at 8 PM when Pam gets home (damn Sunrise keeps her late sometimes, those bastards!).