11/2/5: Take my place in back with the loudmouths

Thanks again to the recently unmasked isired for all the mac-vice. And thanks to EJ for the kind software offer. You are good people and I am proud to share a housing complex witcha.

It's kind of a sad statement about my website's popularity when I realize that roughly half of my readers are residents of Stuytown or Peter Cooper. I choose to interpret this data to mean that there is an extremely high concentration of smart people in this part of town.

Just finishing up a tough stretch at work.  That's always fun. For the next two or three days I hope to have some time to catch up on old emails and return egregiously unreturned phone calls.

I didn't get any pictures of the baby in her watermelon costume. But I think you can imagine she was mighty cute.

I brought Mama's home for dinner tonight.  As a resident of the area directly north of the East Village, I can do that now. I hadn't been to Mama's in about four years, and I would like to report that it is still a tremendous bargain. For ten bucks they stuff about three pounds of food onto your plate. Good, hearty, satisfying food. My only complaint is that a lot of the veggies are served at room temp, but that's no problem when you're getting it to go and you can just chuck it in the toaster oven or the microwave when you get home.

I walked past 7B on the way home just so I could look inside. It was about 7:45 pm and the place was still pretty empty. There was one small group of friends sitting at the bar together and slurping down some beers. They looked content, like they had no place else to be. Just settling in for a nice long night at the bar. It's been a while since I've been in that position, but I can still remember what it feels like. It feels good. 

But it usually ends badly.

I watched the Suns-Mavs game on Tuesday night. Highly entertaining. One thing that struck me watching the game -- these guys are way better than me at basketball. Take Dirk Nowitski. That guy is just a much better all around player than me. I'd have a tough time stopping him.  I think I'd have to block his shot a few times and get in his head. That would probably do it.

Weddingdat ends in a tie between Joe and Dan K. with their answers of 13 and 23 weddings attended. I have actually attended 18 weddings by my count. Joe and Dan will each get five points.

At only one of those 18 weddings did I split my face open diving on the floor in an attempt to pop a balloon*. At only one other one did I jump on stage with my idiot friends and belt out a horrendously off-key rendition of that wedding standard, "Hungry Heart."  At only one wedding did I help chuck the groom in a lake. So at most I only ruined 3 out of 18. Pretty good.

There is a city in Wisconsin whose name sounds like a quarter being dropped into a toilet. Name it for eight points. Googling encouraged.

* Video of this incident exists.