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Times are good, times are good.

Last night, after dropping off the kids at the legacy in-laws (thats the best name I can determine for a situation like this - alert Emily Post), me and my Lady went arm in arm to the local Mexican food eatery for a nice, grown up double date thing with Bos and Eaves.

With big ass mexican beer and margaritas.

And damn, lemme tell you. That place (the name of which always eludes me, and I can’t be arsed to look it up, so deal) throws some food at you. We’ve had the fajitas there before, and never finished the plate. So, since the Lady and I were both starving, we decided to split an order of fajitas along with a big ass sampler platter, and DAMN. We didn’t finish the food.

Finished the booze, tho, and then the four of us went back over here to drink more booze and play spades, on account of the Lady and I have a crazy psychic connection when we’re playing spades that almost allows us to crush the pathetic competition, except that we tend to be too ambitious, and end up losing. Still, one of these days, we might actually have those 12 tricks that we both think we do, and then we’ll be all like “IN YOUR FACE, COMPETITION” and the competition will be all like “damn, I just got pwned by AT and Ladyfriend”.

Then we’ll drink heavily and sit back, convinced in our mutual awesomnitude.

Look it up.

So, anyway, we got here, and the spades game never happened, because we got to drinking, and listening to music (Hot Chip and Radiohead, both on vinyl, for those keeping track), and we talked about stuff. While Bos and I were talking about cool, interesting, important things like the flash hard drive on his little Asus EEE (which I’m starting to see the point in. I mean, at first, I saw the 900 MHZ processor and half gig of RAM and thought “loser”, but it’s designed to surf the internet and do word processing, not, like, render all sorts of crazy 3D stuff, or track ballistic missiles or something. Those paying attention know that I have, in the house, at least 3 computers capable of rendering all sorts of crazy 3D stuff and track ballistic missiles, but what do I do with them? Surf the internet and word processing. So, there you go) and the new phone that I’m imminently getting to replace the old and busted Samsung piece of large ass heavy not working crap that I carry around on my belt, the ladies were talking about something boring like babies, or families, or something, and having some sort of moment, or something lame like that.

Who knows.

Anyway, we all had a good time, Eave’s nose didn’t seem bothered by the cat hair, and nobody got mauled by the dogs. Then they left, and the Lady and I cuddled up in our amazingly, incredibly, insanely comfortable new bed and snickered about how they had to go pick up their kids and put them to bed. Heh.

And then this morning, we slept in till 10:30 (!) and fixed tasty omelettes for breaky. And lo, it was good.

(this post really had a lot of parenthetical asides. Not sure whats up with all that. I guess I’ve missed em.)