Blowin' in the Wind

It has been one of THOSE weeks. Perhaps because roughly half of the office folk have been gone every single day. The managers are on a retreat all week, which severely diminishes the number of people I have to talk to, especially when MC is also gone to Oregon. Also, I have finished most of the current time studies on the A shift. I started a new one, but there were only 2 people in that department so it didn't take long to wear out my welcome over there. This means that I have wasted much of the week fiddling around on the Interweb, mostly trying to find something supersweet to do for my dad's 50th birthday in October. Suggestions are welcome.

The weekend was great. Friday I was in (in MC's words) a "dreadful little mood", and after work we met up with Bob & Debbie at Tomfooleries, which ended up being a great time and so I was removed from my funk. Derek came out and we all watched a mediocre cover band all night and had our own band at the table, which consisted of silverware, glasses, the table, and loud singing. It was glorious. The actual band was made up of 4 aging white dudes in Hawaiian shirts - always a good sign. Xina and 'her boys' met up with us, which proved to make the night interesting. After Derek and I agreed to stay with them once the fam left, we ordered ourselves some beers and were less than halfway through them when these guys decided it was time to leave. We downed the rest of our beer and got in the car to swing through Burger King.
We are ordering when 'J' decides he has to pee, and steps out of the car and heads toward the retaining wall east of the drive-thru lanes. I can only presume that he thought there was something on the other side of the wall. The next thing I know, the car is moved and the Burger King man is yelling at me through the speaker. Derek walks up to try to get the food but he won't give it to him, as they don't accept walk-throughs. He's now yelling over the speaker to 'get out of the bushes before he calls the cops'. Now this is especially confusing as there are no bushes anywhere near me. Then I look over to my left to see Xina and 'D' carrying 'J'. I know for a fact he was not that drunk, so why they are carrying him is beyond me. I go over to tell them the cops are on the way, and see that 'J' is bleeding. A lot. And his ankle bone is exposed. Oh my. As it would happen, he walked over the wall and dropped approximately 15 feet to a grassy area next to I-29. Lovely. So we ended up cabbing it from the hospital to Derek's mum's house. And Saturday when I left town he was in surgery getting 2 plates & 3 pins installed...

Saturday - Tulsa. I had forgotten quite how much I miss Erica & Mickey. Erica and I got pretty lubricated, and I had a great time. The Effects put on a good show, and I got a new lady crush during the band that played before them. She was like Gwen Stefani when she was cool before she got really big. After the bar closed, we tried to get sushi, but the place inexplicably closed an hour early, so we tried another place that was also closed. Then E & I detoured to a random club which turned out to be awesome. We danced to a few songs, some drunk chick joined us, then the bar closed and we proceeded to get lost somewhere in Tulsa's railyard area. Ah, good times.

Here are a couple weekend pictures:





Others are less appropriate and thus not on my work computer. Now I must just bide my time until the next weekend comes, and brings with it the Mecca of neighborhood garage sales and Miss E Dat.