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Monday, November 18, 2002

Browns, Jets, Colts, Giants and Chargers won yesterday, so it was a good day in Edwardsville. And Mike and Dad went to the Jets/Lions game, that’s cool. It was a very nice weekend here in sunny SD. Friday night we went to see Punch Drunk Love with Ryan and Michele. It was pretty good, but not 9$ good, which is what we had to pay for it. As soon as the movie was over, this chick behind me said it was the worst movie she had ever seen. I was going to confront her with my new found powers of confrontation, but I let it go, idiot. Then we went out to eat at the Field and stuffed ourselves with good Irish food, although I had a burger and fries, not very Irish. Then somehow Ryan and I convinced the ladies to let us go to a cool cigar bar downtown called the Cuban Cigar Factory. They have real Cuban dudes (who I guess defected) rolling cigars in the shop. One of the rollers actually hung out with me and Ryan for a few and called me a connoisseur cigar smoker because I knew how to toast my cigar before smoking. I think I am complete now, a Cuban cigar roller called me a connoisseur, what else is there?

Ryan and Michele flew out Saturday afternoon. And Saturday was Tracey’s birthday, so we went out to eat at a Fondue place then rented Y Tu Mama Tambien, a funny Mexican movie, although sad in a way. I would rent it, but don’t watch it with your kids. Sunday was spent being lazy, watching football and messing with my new work computer that was not being nice to me. I also got to actually speak with Larson on the phone, I thought he didn’t like me anymore. But it was good to chat and to make plans for Christmas break. There is going to be too much to do and not enough time unfortunately. Family to hang with, movies to see, friends to see, Trotters to eat, bread sticks to get and at least 2 blizzards per day from DQ. I also want to play some ball at the BGSU rec center, I miss that place and always felt I played the best there, although old man’s gym is pretty close to that, for those of you who know of the that epic place of great childhood memories and honing bball skills with the locals. Lars, remember when we would practice alleyoops? We were so filled with hoop dreams in those days, only to be crushed by Snyder. But no regrets, I wouldn’t trade those days for anything in the world. Those were pure days of youthful fun and expression. I’m glad I got to share those with you. Now, if you could only find a good woman who is not insane, and move to Cali, we can continue good memories and teach our kids to surf together. What do ya say?

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