Saturday, April 21, 2007
Friday Fun
Friday night a good time was had by all. My brother Chuck came into town for a Saturday conference and since we hadn't seen each other in something like 2 1/2 years we figured it might be a good idea to meet up, seeing as he was only about 7 miles away.
We headed out to Cafe Asia, my third time there in a week so yay for that. It occurred to me just how much Chuck looks like our dad. One difference, of course, is that Chuck eats a lot more sushi than our dad does, especially when it's happy hour at the restaurant and, frankly, it would be a crime not to. He's to be doing very well, he and his wife are both professors at a big university and it seems to be working out well for both of them. This is what they've wanted and they have a good idea how to manage the tenure track for the next few years. More importantly, I think, is the fact that they get to live together full-time now, which during the course of their marriage hasn't been the norm due to various career opportunities and requirements.
During dinner he told me that he'd realized the night before that Friday night there was a dinner for the conference speakers, but since we'd already made plans he e-mailed the organizer and bailed out. Anyway, after a couple hours at the restaurant we wanted to go hang out somewhere else to chat, and rather than drive back to the condo we just walked down the block to his hotel and hung out in the lounge. Of course, it turns out this was right outside the room where the dinner was being held, so about 45 minutes later his fellow speakers emerged to see him sitting in the lounge, having obviously blown off the dinner. Oops. Some of them decided to join us and before I knew it I was at a table with 4 economists, and even though I was an Econ major as an undergrad -- or, perhaps, BECAUSE I was an Econ major -- that was an excess supply of economists. Plus, I was going clubbing later. So off I went to get home and change. Good times, and I'm very glad Chuck popped into town.
Headed out to Apex later for the first time in a while. Picked up Justin and Richmond Michael and off we went. I needed to get out dancing with some friends so this was much fun. We all ran into people we know, Michael more so than Justin and I combined. At one point Michael came back onto the dance floor and I said, "Quick, pretend to be my boyfriend!," and he proceeded to dance up on me and generally look slutty. Then he asked, "so, who was hitting on you that you wanted to scare off?," and I said "no one, I just wanted you to pretend to be my boyfriend."
I'm bad.
We headed out to Cafe Asia, my third time there in a week so yay for that. It occurred to me just how much Chuck looks like our dad. One difference, of course, is that Chuck eats a lot more sushi than our dad does, especially when it's happy hour at the restaurant and, frankly, it would be a crime not to. He's to be doing very well, he and his wife are both professors at a big university and it seems to be working out well for both of them. This is what they've wanted and they have a good idea how to manage the tenure track for the next few years. More importantly, I think, is the fact that they get to live together full-time now, which during the course of their marriage hasn't been the norm due to various career opportunities and requirements.
During dinner he told me that he'd realized the night before that Friday night there was a dinner for the conference speakers, but since we'd already made plans he e-mailed the organizer and bailed out. Anyway, after a couple hours at the restaurant we wanted to go hang out somewhere else to chat, and rather than drive back to the condo we just walked down the block to his hotel and hung out in the lounge. Of course, it turns out this was right outside the room where the dinner was being held, so about 45 minutes later his fellow speakers emerged to see him sitting in the lounge, having obviously blown off the dinner. Oops. Some of them decided to join us and before I knew it I was at a table with 4 economists, and even though I was an Econ major as an undergrad -- or, perhaps, BECAUSE I was an Econ major -- that was an excess supply of economists. Plus, I was going clubbing later. So off I went to get home and change. Good times, and I'm very glad Chuck popped into town.
Headed out to Apex later for the first time in a while. Picked up Justin and Richmond Michael and off we went. I needed to get out dancing with some friends so this was much fun. We all ran into people we know, Michael more so than Justin and I combined. At one point Michael came back onto the dance floor and I said, "Quick, pretend to be my boyfriend!," and he proceeded to dance up on me and generally look slutty. Then he asked, "so, who was hitting on you that you wanted to scare off?," and I said "no one, I just wanted you to pretend to be my boyfriend."
I'm bad.
