First up was a trek down to palo alto for the scheel baby shower. Two
games were played, I won the first and Randall won the second. What
can I say? I'm damn competitive. Although I really hope winning shower
games doesn't have the same meaning as catching the bouquet at a
wedding. That would be some pretty bad luck.
Not that babies are bad luck, but well you know what I mean. I'm not
yet ready to be as glowingly happy as these two are.
Afterwards we headed home where I forgot to eat dinner because I was
too busy rescuing fat princesses. Now that some of those bugs are
fixed, I can't stop playing.
Eventually Randall pulled the controllers out of my hands and we drove
across the bay for april and dan's housewarming party. Their space is
pretty fantastic, it's really cute, but mostly it just has space which
automatically makes a place fantastic in my book.
While there we had some great conversations with folks. Chris chatted
our ears (in a good way) about psychogeography and London. I couldn't
complain.
Ps. The chococlate cake balls April is feeding me were great. As
Audrey said, they were like homemade hohos. I would have to agree.
Pps. Audrey is producing a film about the financial crisis. It should
be fascinating. Be sure to check for it this summer.
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