After all those grad school visits, it was time to have some fun. Karen, Mike, Dawn, and I went out to dinner in Davis Square Friday night. Karen and Mike took us to one of their favorite restaurants and at the beginning of the meal asked the waiter his name since they eat there so often. Of course, by the end of the meal they had forgotten it, so asking didn't do a whole lot of good. (I did remember that his name was either Tetsen or Testen, and a Google search favors the latter.)
After dinner we went bowling at Sacco's. After two frustrating games, the joy of candlepin came back to me and I started to bowl well again. Karen took the first game, Mike won the second, but I managed to edge them both out in total pins over the thirty frames. Dawn did less well, but still had lots of fun :)
Saturday I visited Kate and Priya before driving the first leg of my return journey. Just outside of NYC (Bronxville) I met up with Chicklet and (shockingly) we decided not to wait outside in the pouring rain for the Ave Q lottery. Instead we went to the Upright Citizens Brigade theatre and watched some pretty funny improv.
But actually, the funniest part of the evening wasn't at that Chelsea theatre. It occurred when Chicklet and I took the commuter train from Bronxville to NYC. When the train arrived in uptown Manhattan we walked (admittedly slowly) off the train. Just as we about to disembark the "doors closing" chimes rang, and I futilely tried to stop the huge, sliding, automatic door from closing on us with my forearm. I was able to hop onto the platform but Chicklet wasn't so lucky: the doors closed right between us, leaving me in the station and her on the train. Thank goodness we live in the age of cell phones, because I truly don't know what we would have done otherwise. We met up at the Met, our original destination.
Sunday I raced back to help Mookie with a database he needs for a VA delegate race that he's running. We met with Barson in JBird's new pad, which is nice but in an extremely ugly part of DC. Jarel and a Michelle (from the DNC) were also there to help JBird move in. We got to look through his old scrapbooks, which included funny junior high pics :)
Also Sunday I went to Leahy's birthday party where her boyfriend Erich made the most delicious (and most unhealthy) french toast. Later that night, Wass and I met up for the first time since she moved down here from MIT. We ate at this great Labanese place in Old Town (I don't remember it's name other than it had the word "Pita" in it) and then spent the rest of the evening unsuccessfully searching for anything else open.
Monday: Nick, Sean, and Amy came over to watch UNC (mostly) dominate Illinois. Sadly I didn't win any money this year. (Though that was certainly expected after Kansas' early exit.)
Tonight: Santos won the nomination (shocker!) in an extremely anti-climactic West Wing. But next week we're planning to play some ultimate with a glow-in-the-dark disc.
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