SAME old thing
The day just seemed to ebb away until it was time to go home. On the way, I stopped to wash the car. I really like how high the hose pressure is; you actually have to position yourself up-wind to avoid the backblast. Later in the evening, John, Matt, the Colonel, and I went downtown (in our "nice" clothes, which meant pretty much blue shirt and khakis) to a Society of American Military Engineers (aka, SAME) event. We were at least 10 years younger than the other folks. Like the cousins at a family reunion, we pretty much hung out by the food. I had a ginger ale for the first time in a while.
We listened to old guys talk about themselves and what they've done. I hope I don't become one of them, even though it seems like the natural progression of things. I stayed quiet most of the evening, because it didn't really interest me much...but the food was good.
Related Links:
Related Links:
Post a Comment