Stuff I Did Last Weekend
- Represented Liechtenstein at the Golden Garden Fauxlympics in matching red shorts, blue shirts and gold headbands (see flag). Our team—Alex, Sarah, Charlie and I—earned the silver medal, losing to Vatican City 71 – 72. I'm not sure I trust the judges' math and objectivity. Just kidding, Lilli and Amanda—thanks for putting together this event!
- Met up with a raucous crew of Seattle gentleman in Ballard to celebrate Sam Adams' passing out of bachelorhood. Drinks were consumed and, at some point, I convinced some girls at the Matador to sing happy birthday to Mickey. The night ended a bit oddly with a progression of short trips: Ballard to Dick's with Ladd and passengers, Dick's to Mickey's nonexistent car, Mickey's nonexistent car to Krump and Prude's via taxi, and, finally, K&P's to home via taxi again.
- Spent Saturday afternoon with Zak and his friend Max, in town from Boston, tossing and swimming at Magnuson and eating ice cream at Molly Moon's. The lake water felt like heaven.
- Ate dinner at Maneki with Zucker and his friends Anna and Rif, also in town from Boston. The food was fantastic and I particularly enjoyed the octopus doughnut holes and miso black collar cod.
- Followed Maneki dinner with a trip into White Center to try Full Tilt Ice Cream. I'm not going to link to it BECAUSE I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD GO THERE. The ice cream was passable but not exceptional and their selection of pinball machines was very disappointing. Also, playing pinball while eating ice cream, how does that work? Did I mention that in the middle of our pinball game a (crappy) high school rock band started playing unbearably loudly? Right. Not going back.
- Returned home with Zucker to find Sarah entertaining Faye's bachelorette party—Schuyler, Neva, Claire, Kay and Sarah—drinking champagne, eating fine cheese and watching Olympics. Dave and I were happy to crash and gladly accepted the invitation to join them for dancing. The War Room had a line but Neighbors was great. This whole night, it was great.
- Awoke late and a bit groggy Sunday morning to head to brunch with Matt, Liz, Darcy and Jacob at Pete's Egg Nest, a family-owned Greek joint in Greenwood. The food was solid, and it was good to see friends. I like friends.
- Walked home, up the hill from Matt and Liz's apartment, with a stop at the farmers' market to buy broccoli, corn and beets. I need to eat at home more frequently, and I need to eat more vegetables. I found Sarah at our place, relaxing and watching the Olympics. I happily joined, passing in and out of consciousness over the lazy afternoon.
- Joined Sarah and Charlie at his place for gin and tonic, white wine, roast chicken with potatoes, salad, and peach tart. Delicious! I also supplied, as appetizer, crackers with cream cheese and pepper jelly, which is a good way for three people to eat a block of Philly in about 12 seconds. We amused ourselves with Sopranos and by singing songs in the style and voice of Bob Dylan.
- Thought a bunch about if and, if so, how I might be screwing up my life. I'm probably not…
- And then I went to bed.
So, yeah, I'm a bit tired this week.