Bandolero by Day

It took me about five minutes to figure out how to unfold my parents' futon. Apparently they make more than one variety of futon frame. Who knew?

(pulling relentlessly) "OH GOD WHY ISN'T IT CLICKING?"

I haven't even been drinking. :(


The above reference will only make sense to a few people, so here is something everyone can enjoy.


FINCHES PLAYING ELECTRIC GUITAR

Last weekend was Mexican food and "The Painted Veil" with mko and shinikius. Very pretty movie. Graphic depictions of cholera, and all I could think of was The Oregon Trail (the computer game of my youth, not the trail).

This weekend was The Teeter House with Mko on Saturday where I had the CHOCOLATE ESPRESSO TORTE OF AWESOME topped with some tiny red berry things that I could not identify. One of them exploded in Mko's face. They were delicious.

We talked about hiking, possibly in the White Tank mountains, and decided that we should first build up our stamina on some easier trails.

So the next day we went hiking at Thunderbird Park and learned important life lessons. For example: when you're getting tired and come to a fork in the road, never let Z choose your path for you. In an attempt to find the shortest path back to the car, she will go in the wrong direction and end up leading you along a long, steep path that takes you up to the peak of the tallest mountain in the park, and THEN - instead of going down the other side of the mountain back to the blessed, cushion-y car - JUST STOPS.

Mko: "I hate you."
Z: "I hate myself."

It was the hike that would not end. Ever. Ever ever ever ever. We're still hiking. It's very cold.

We still plan on seeing "Curse of the Golden Flower" next weekend. Possibly with shinikius if she would grace us with her presence. And send a rescue chopper.