While waiting for my hot "code generation tool":http://www.llblgen.com/ to finish getting all my updated DB tables, I'll give you the rundown from the weekend. Friday night I went to the Worst. Party. Ever. It was a co-worker of the SLF(Special Lady Friend), and it was just a big dumb bad college party. I think there should be a rule that when you hit 35 or so, you're not allowed to play "beer pong":http://www.nbpl.net/ anymore. There were just so many bad things happening at this party, I don't even know where to begin. First of all, if you're pushing 40, chances are you can't pull off the Britney Spears thing. But someone was trying her best, darnit! Tanned-to-leather, low-slung jeans with the thong "peeking up the back":http://megnut.com/new_york/007439.asp, and a pink belly shirt with waaaaaay too much belly. The breaking point for me was when, within a 60 second span, I had 2 people step on my toes, 4 people spill drinks on me, and some yahoo shot me in the face with a water pistol. I broke for the exit, and thankfully the SLF(Special Lady Friend) was also really ready to leave, her friend obligation fulfilled.

Saturday was much better, with me going in to work for a few hours to make up for "taking off":http://feralboy.com/log/archives/000505/ Thursday. Let me just say, I LOVE working on weekends. It's very quiet, and I can just crank "the music":http://feralboy.com/musicarchive/?d=2003-09-27 and howl along. I might need to do some more of that.

Saturday night there was a little "make yr own sushi" party at Dave and Casey's. All the "prep":http://feralboy.com/photoalbum/photos/20030927_sushi/P1010002.jpg "tools":http://feralboy.com/photoalbum/photos/20030927_sushi/P1010003.jpg were there, just bring your own fish and go nuts. It took a little longer to get everything made than people thought, and we didn't start eating until 10 or so, but it was all very tasty. The night sort of degraded into a "how big is your "wasabi(Death by Wasabi by Lynne LeMay)":http://www.lne.com/lemay/essays/wasabi.html dick?" contest between myself and "Lauren":http://feralboy.com/photoalbum/photos/20030927_sushi/P1010006.jpg, and I believe I came out the victor. (She cried more)

Sunday the plan was for a few of the guys from the gym to head to the "Cleveland Rock Gym":http://www.clevelandrockgym.com/, just for a change of pace. The weather was supposed to be horrible, so it was a chance to see some new problems, and work on the on-sighting ability. When we all convened, the weather was looking beautiful, so we changed our minds and headed down to Coopers again. We got about 45 minutes down, and the skies turned black and rain started falling. Damnit, damnit, _damnit_! The only good thing at all about the drive down was we passed some cheezy guy in a "Fast'n'Furious":http://www.riceboypage.com/ "Eclipse":http://www.riceboypage.com/shame/hall_of_shame_5/hallofshame5.html getting a "plo-job":http://www.gawker.com/archives/008157.html from his girlfriend. Busted!

On the way back home, we thought maybe about going to the "bad, bad gym":http://www.jewarts.com/climbnorth/ that's sort of near the 'burgh, but nobody was answering at the number, so I was going through all my phone numbers to try and find someone who a) would be home, and b) would have teh intranet already all fired up to look up the gym's hours for me. All my friends suck, because they either weren't home, or weren't wired enough (Just kidding, I love all my friends). Finally got hold of someone, figured out the gym was closed Sundays, and we all went to the co-op instead, and had a very good workout... it just took us 2 hours of driving to get 5 minutes away.

Yummy dinner at Sharp Edge afterwords, plus a lapful of ketchup courtesy of the very harried waiter (apparently someone else called off, and he was all alone).