Laid around all day Saturday, till about 5pm! I know, sloth and indolence. Well hell, I guess we needed to recharge. We were supposed to go to a garage sale over at Holly's mom's place, but it just never materialized. Couldn't drag our lazy asses out of the sack in time. Sorry Holly.
Eventually got up and got ready to go to a party at a house out in Cove. This guy Fred runs the Planetarium out at school, and his wife (who works with Denise) just got her Masters Degree. They had a big shindig, with lots of booze and something called a "low country boil".
Yea, I know... Crappy phone picture. They boiled all this corn on the cob, taters, shrimp, and sausage in a big pot, and then poured it out on a table so we could pick through it. It was wonderful. The corn soaked up all the spices of the rest of the food, and the sausage was to die for.
Later I walked up to the upper deck of their back yard and smoked a Mac, and drank about four or five Coors Lites. Their choices of beer weren't up to what I've been taught to look for, but it passed the time. Denise had about six or eight glasses of wine, and was feeling very happy by the time we left. It was a good evening, and we'll go back again.
I got up early Sunday and drove up to Gatesville and picked up a buddy, and then drove on up to Dallas to walk through another gun show. We made a detour to Ft. Worth so I could hand off that GPS system to my another buddy, Jim, who loaned it to me for that road trip to Pennsylvania and Tennessee. He and his wife hatched a plan to go camping in a few weeks at Lost Maples state park. It should be fun. It's a pretty spot.
Then Dave and I drover over to Duncanville to have lunch with another buddy, another Jim, who's putting the finishing touches on a thick-assed book on Custer's Last Stand. You should see that stack of paper. He and Dave had spaghetti and a Stromboli, and I had a meatball sub. By the time Dave and I hit the gun show, the vender's were beginning to start to cover their tables and make their final deals of the weekend. I said hello to a few guys that I know, picked up a cool t-shirt, and walked around pretty quickly. T-shirt says "happiness is a belt fed weapon" on the front, and then has a yellow smiley face on the back, with all these machine gun profiles aiming at it in a big circle. Love it.
Picked up a new guard for my knife project, and a clip for an M-1 carbine (guess I'll have to buy one of those now), and the t-shirt, and that was it. Saw lots of cool stuff, including a whole wall of Kalashnikovs from one guys collection. I guess I could put up mine like that, but who needs the publicity? Spent lots of time looking for that perfect carry pistol, but it evades me. I'll find it. No hurry.
Got back to Denis' place in time to watch the new Ken Burns show on PBS about World War Two. I tell ya, that guy is an amazing artist. I was worried that there might be too much liberal hand wringing about a few things, but I think it covered the topics very evenhandedly. It was cool to see him touch on how screwed up the whole thing was at the beginning, and how the government lied to us and kept things secret to keep morale high, and to see the old guys talk about how they'd just stopped taking prisoners on Guadalcanal at one point, after seeing how the Japanese treated their wounded comrades. Folks now need to take note, and stop being so nit picking about the current conflict. Get the hell out of the way and let the boys win it.
We surfed back and forth between PBS and the Cowboy game. Loved watchin' them beat the Bears like step children. Maybe they'll do well this year. Love old Wade. By god, we've got a Texan coachin' the team again! Denise cooked some amazing food for us, and then we had strawberries and ice cream for desert.
Well, it's Monday, and the week is upon us. It's finals week on Ft Hood, and then I'll have two weeks off from there and only the early morning classes in Florence. Then the next semester will start on the 15th. Hope your weekend was fun, and the next week is good for you. Cheers.
