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Well, it's been busy around here. Alan got here, and we immediately headed to Redmond Town Center for my orientation. Luckily we were pretty early so I got to grab a bite at Pizza Schmizza before heading over for the meeting. I felt bad because Alan had to wander around while I sat inside and read introductory material for an hour and a half. They were graciously accommodating for my training schedule and didn't schedule me to start until Monday because that's when Alan left. So that was all good. I filled out a ton of paperwork and then we were off. Alan and I stopped off at home, and then I called Alex who got the ball rolling to organize Trivia Night at the Red Hook Brewery. Then Alan and I went down to Carolyn's where we were meeting to take a quick swim. The lake is still a bit chillier than it will be by the end of July, so the look on Alan's face when he jumped in was great. I called the temperature "refreshing" he said it was "cold".
Once we arrived at Red Hook, we decided to not officially play because we're cheap and don't want to pay an extra $5 to lose. It was still fun. We did pretty well too, getting all but two diabetes questions, all the cooking questions, quite a few of the Random Knowledge questions, and a majority of the New Headlines questions. It's funny because some nights we'll get about 6 total, and that was just the first half. From trivia we headed to Trevor's for a gathering around his fire pit, and then when that wasn't going so well we headed to Alex's for candy and sitting around in the living room.
The next morning I got up around 8, left Alan sleeping, and went and got my food handler's permit. I got home around 11:30 which was great. We then headed to Bellevue in order for me to fill out some paperwork at the Apple Store, and goofed around the mall for a bit. Then it was time to head home and grab stuff for my dad to make dinner. We watched a couple of movies before dinner, then ate out on the deck. It was nice, I'm glad it's finally warming up.
Thursday was spent heading into Seattle. We headed to the EMP and the Science Fiction Museum, which was fun. I hadn't been to EMP in a while (there's still not too much of interest to do unless you're going to wait in line at the Sound Lab for ever and ever), and had never checked out the Sci-Fi Museum so that was pretty fun. Then we took the monorail over to Westlake and walked down to Pike Place Market. I always love being in the Market, and it was fun hunting around for what Alan would need to cook a real Cajun-style meal for us on Saturday. We ended up getting almost-real Andouille sausage, found okra but decided against it, and decided he would make red beans. Then we headed home, and I called Laura and Phatty back and we went to Laura's house to hang out. Max was there too, and at midnight we went to see Wanted. I enjoyed it. Phatty said it was a mix between The Matrix and Fight Club and the other two were better. Laura and Alan agreed with me that it was quite funny and how you liked it depended on how you approached it. We had a healthy skepticism going in, so we appreciated it's making fun of other movies like it and especially Morgan Freeman's snatch of a Samuel L Jackson line. We also giggled over the blatant disregard for physics.(Curving a bullet out of a straight-barreled gun? I think not.)
Friday marked driving up to Whistler, and dinner in the village with my mom, who'd been up since Wednesday when she dropped my brother off at ski camp. We were later joined by my dad and Ken and Joyce Sandness, since Graham and Brendan were both at camp together. What was funny was that Doug wasn't booked anywhere on any night other than Thursday, and Greg is touring out of town with Whole Lotta Led, so we weren't expecting to get to see them at all. Then, after dinner and showing off most of the Village, I suggested we go for drinks at Merlins before heading home. We get up to Merlins and what? Doug was playing the patio! A last-minute gig that had been booked after the Pique went to press. So, we stayed for his last set and then headed home. Oh yeah, I got carded but the guy didn't even look at my ID when I handed it to him. It was funny.
Saturday everyone went hiking. The parents headed up to Checkamus Lake, and Alan and I just went out the back of the neighborhood, and then hung out by a glacial river for a while. We encountered a snake eating a frog, so that was morbidly fascinating. Alan took a bunch of pictures of it. Then we came back, headed up to the store to get eggs and yogurt and some other stuff, and came home and started cooking. Well, Alan did most of the cooking. I just made cornbread.
On Sunday, we headed up to the village to meet the boys for breakfast. Then Alan and I wandered through the Farmers Market (which has gotten decidedly less enticing) before heading down to the Dub Linn Gate Irish Pub to catch most of the Spain vs. Germany match for the semis of the Euro Cup. Spain won 1-0. Germany really didn't play well. They weren't making good runs, they weren't getting many shots off, and Spain just overall dominated. I was happy, my dad was not. Torres scored the lone goal, and it was amazing. He pushes the ball just behind a defender and they're head on when he jumps over the defender's leg to get back to the ball, hits it in stride, then has to leap over the goalie and not fall in case the ball bounces back out. He got it perfectly into the far corner. I could watch that replay forever it was so great. Then we headed back, and Alan and I packed and left while the parents went to play golf. However, the adventure did not end there.
I got home, and we unpacked the truck really quickly. I went to get Saturday's mail when I realize there's something in my pocket. I pat it and go "Oh shit. That's not plane-shaped." There's a plane on the keychain for the keys to the truck. This was rectangular...like and Audi key. The garage door opener that's mounted to the wall in our cabin hasn't been working very well, so I'd snagged the keys to the Audi to unlock it and use the garage door opened in there. We had to get the bike rack out of the garage to take home because Joyce and Mom wouldn't need it. Well, I'd put the keys in my pocket and forgotten about them, so they came home. I called my mom, and she checked with my dad. He hadn't brought a spare set to his car. So I talked with Alan and decided that he should stay here because he needed to catch a plane the next day, and I'd drive back up to Whistler, spend the night and drive home in time to get to my first day of training at Ruby's. So I said goodbye to Alan 12 hours early, and got in the car for another 4 hour drive back up to Whistler.
I'm tired of typing now, so I'll update about Ruby's and the past couple of days later.
Once we arrived at Red Hook, we decided to not officially play because we're cheap and don't want to pay an extra $5 to lose. It was still fun. We did pretty well too, getting all but two diabetes questions, all the cooking questions, quite a few of the Random Knowledge questions, and a majority of the New Headlines questions. It's funny because some nights we'll get about 6 total, and that was just the first half. From trivia we headed to Trevor's for a gathering around his fire pit, and then when that wasn't going so well we headed to Alex's for candy and sitting around in the living room.
The next morning I got up around 8, left Alan sleeping, and went and got my food handler's permit. I got home around 11:30 which was great. We then headed to Bellevue in order for me to fill out some paperwork at the Apple Store, and goofed around the mall for a bit. Then it was time to head home and grab stuff for my dad to make dinner. We watched a couple of movies before dinner, then ate out on the deck. It was nice, I'm glad it's finally warming up.
Thursday was spent heading into Seattle. We headed to the EMP and the Science Fiction Museum, which was fun. I hadn't been to EMP in a while (there's still not too much of interest to do unless you're going to wait in line at the Sound Lab for ever and ever), and had never checked out the Sci-Fi Museum so that was pretty fun. Then we took the monorail over to Westlake and walked down to Pike Place Market. I always love being in the Market, and it was fun hunting around for what Alan would need to cook a real Cajun-style meal for us on Saturday. We ended up getting almost-real Andouille sausage, found okra but decided against it, and decided he would make red beans. Then we headed home, and I called Laura and Phatty back and we went to Laura's house to hang out. Max was there too, and at midnight we went to see Wanted. I enjoyed it. Phatty said it was a mix between The Matrix and Fight Club and the other two were better. Laura and Alan agreed with me that it was quite funny and how you liked it depended on how you approached it. We had a healthy skepticism going in, so we appreciated it's making fun of other movies like it and especially Morgan Freeman's snatch of a Samuel L Jackson line. We also giggled over the blatant disregard for physics.(Curving a bullet out of a straight-barreled gun? I think not.)
Friday marked driving up to Whistler, and dinner in the village with my mom, who'd been up since Wednesday when she dropped my brother off at ski camp. We were later joined by my dad and Ken and Joyce Sandness, since Graham and Brendan were both at camp together. What was funny was that Doug wasn't booked anywhere on any night other than Thursday, and Greg is touring out of town with Whole Lotta Led, so we weren't expecting to get to see them at all. Then, after dinner and showing off most of the Village, I suggested we go for drinks at Merlins before heading home. We get up to Merlins and what? Doug was playing the patio! A last-minute gig that had been booked after the Pique went to press. So, we stayed for his last set and then headed home. Oh yeah, I got carded but the guy didn't even look at my ID when I handed it to him. It was funny.
Saturday everyone went hiking. The parents headed up to Checkamus Lake, and Alan and I just went out the back of the neighborhood, and then hung out by a glacial river for a while. We encountered a snake eating a frog, so that was morbidly fascinating. Alan took a bunch of pictures of it. Then we came back, headed up to the store to get eggs and yogurt and some other stuff, and came home and started cooking. Well, Alan did most of the cooking. I just made cornbread.
On Sunday, we headed up to the village to meet the boys for breakfast. Then Alan and I wandered through the Farmers Market (which has gotten decidedly less enticing) before heading down to the Dub Linn Gate Irish Pub to catch most of the Spain vs. Germany match for the semis of the Euro Cup. Spain won 1-0. Germany really didn't play well. They weren't making good runs, they weren't getting many shots off, and Spain just overall dominated. I was happy, my dad was not. Torres scored the lone goal, and it was amazing. He pushes the ball just behind a defender and they're head on when he jumps over the defender's leg to get back to the ball, hits it in stride, then has to leap over the goalie and not fall in case the ball bounces back out. He got it perfectly into the far corner. I could watch that replay forever it was so great. Then we headed back, and Alan and I packed and left while the parents went to play golf. However, the adventure did not end there.
I got home, and we unpacked the truck really quickly. I went to get Saturday's mail when I realize there's something in my pocket. I pat it and go "Oh shit. That's not plane-shaped." There's a plane on the keychain for the keys to the truck. This was rectangular...like and Audi key. The garage door opener that's mounted to the wall in our cabin hasn't been working very well, so I'd snagged the keys to the Audi to unlock it and use the garage door opened in there. We had to get the bike rack out of the garage to take home because Joyce and Mom wouldn't need it. Well, I'd put the keys in my pocket and forgotten about them, so they came home. I called my mom, and she checked with my dad. He hadn't brought a spare set to his car. So I talked with Alan and decided that he should stay here because he needed to catch a plane the next day, and I'd drive back up to Whistler, spend the night and drive home in time to get to my first day of training at Ruby's. So I said goodbye to Alan 12 hours early, and got in the car for another 4 hour drive back up to Whistler.
I'm tired of typing now, so I'll update about Ruby's and the past couple of days later.
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