The weekend in review

This past weekend was a nice recovery from the prior weekend (which was also fun). It was a relaxed weekend comprised of the following:

Friday night:

-Dinner at "Waters" with Cherie, Larry and my Dara. Dara is on a new-restaurant kick (like, for the past 20 years or so), so we gave this Caribbean-style restaurant a try. Sitting out on the waterfront was nice, but the menu was a B+ at best, and the decor was suffering from an identity crisis. But the company was A+.

-Sleep

Saturday:

-Sleep in

-Continue our long-standing tradition having Chick-fil-A chicken biscuits on Saturday morning. Breakfast ends at 10:30, so we've got to get up at least by 10:00 to get these tender biscuits. Damn you, Chick-fil-A, and your tasty chicken!

-We usually have a nap shortly after the chicken. Hey, we're single, we're not parents... this is the perfect time in our lives to laze about the house doing nothing. Speaking of nothing,

-The rest of the Saturday we did a lot of nothing. We did, however, try out a new restaurant (natch) called Bastango. Much better menu than Waters, and better decor, too. Didn't have the waterfront view, and of course Cherie and Larry weren't there, but Dara and I always have a good time dining out together.

-Rented "Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny," and "Fast Food Nation." Watched the former, which gets a B- grade, for its somewhat entertaining premise (who doesn't love watching Jack Black channel 70s glam?), and because my favourite cabaret club, Largo, was featured prominently in two scenes. It also featured prominently in Tenacious D's career: as the launching pad.

-As I watched this movie, I did 6 loads of laundry, and hated it. Too many trips, too much weight, too many instances of paying for a full load in the dryer, only to have it come out wet. Oh well, at least it's done (been putting it off since Tuesday).

-Sleep

Sunday:

Sundays we can sleep in, so we do. And we love it. Courted the idea of going to the beach. Got lazy. Did another load of laundry. Watched "Fast Food Nation." Hated, hated, hated it. I can get behind some of the movie's ideas, but not in the way they're presented. Fiction is a place for raising questions, perhaps, but not for bashing viewers/readers' heads with angry idealism. The movie could have accomplished some of its goals if I didn't feel I was being preached to. I hate didactic art. If they had done a simple documentary, a la "Inconvenient Truth," then it would have been a more honest project. But trying to shoehorn a fiction around a fact-based, documentary-style book, doesn't work.

-Went out and got Wendy's after. (Kidding).

-Got some sushi, dropped the movies back. Went to bed.

Monday (Hey this isn't the weekend!):

-Went to work; did some building inspections with fellow co-worker, Chris Larsen. Had lunch. Came back. Did some building sketches, labeled photos, researched data, went home.

-Had my first tamale. It tasted good. About 5 minutes after the fact, started throwing up. Now in bed trying not to throw up. HATE throwing up. Going to sleep now. Goodnight world.