this weekend was more fun than i’ve had in a while.
friday night… at like 2100, i think it was friday… dave, brian, glenn, allen, mckay, and myself went up behind the college and had a fireworks war. mostly it was them, but i shot a few off, and deffinatly got tagged by a few. even before we left we were in stitches because mckay was making picilo pete bombs, and i guess you wrap them in duct tape, then pound the tube with a hammer. while we’re all standing back, mckay exclaims "it’s ok, i’ve done a thousand of these." about 30 seconds later… it exploded with a very loud BANG! heh.
so, saturday around 1100, i got up, threw some clothes in the washer, took a shower, went to wal-mart and bought a new one-strap backpack [which glenn says is "metro". lol. no!], got gas and headed out of town. i made it there with great ease. there was no traffic and i avoided the 405 for the most part, taking the 5 > 405 > 118 > topanga canyon > ventura blvd. found linda’s place, and went up and hung out for a few hours before a guy, mark, from high school got there. we hung out for a bit more, linda called he boyfriend, matt, and we went and picked up him and his cousin and drove to the Universal city-walk. we ate at some… i guess it was a brewery. had excellent beers. we all shared a couple of pitchers, and i had an ‘OK’ hamburger and delicious fries. after leaving the cute waitress a nice large tip, to which she thanked me immensly [since i paid the bill, i guess]. we walked ofer to some place that was an arcade and had a bar. it was a huge rip-off. they even made me take off my hat. lame.
after we realized we could just get beers at lindas place for way cheaper, we left and dropped off matt and his cousin. mark, linda and i, went and got some coronas and limes, went back to lindas house and played drunken trivial pursuit. heh. it was pretty fun. i had a nice hat, apparently. i kicked ass at the game! linda went to bed, mark slept on the pull-out love seat, and i slept on the couch. we attempted to watch the italian job.
the next morning i was awoken to pokes and prods and ‘teeheehee’s. it was around noon and robyn and apryl had shown up. yay! after about 10 minutes of stealing my covers, the couch cushions, opening of curtains, and threats of ‘odd or even’, i got up and took a shower. i had a nice little hangover too, so, that added to the fun.
we went and ate pancakes outside at a restaurant called VIP’s, on ventura blvd. i probably counted at least 10 G35’s drive by. 
also, in the parking lot there was a pretty horribly done ‘west coast customs’ land rover with "blingin" wheels. 
after breakfast, we drove for like 45 minutes to California Speedway for a NASCAR race. we got there with little difficulty, and almost no traffic! yay! we sat in the parking lot, under the raised up hatch of lindas ford escape, and drank some MGD light’s. not bad. i hadn’t had them before. we watched some planes do some sky writing, and i saw my number one dreamcar, a ferrari 360 spyder. yum. the 4 f-18’s that did the flyby over the stadium, dave said, were china lake jets. neat.
we proceeded into the stadium, only to realize that the tracScan headsets were outside the stadium, so apryl and i turned around, and walked like 1/4 mile to the tracScan trailer, gave them my credit card for the $250/ea deposit, and headed back into the stadium. we eventually found our seats, which were very nice. we didn’t have anyone sitting directly in front of us. just the walkway a few feet below.
the race was pretty cool. you see them on TV, and you know they are going fast, but being there, with them flying by at over 170mph, and being able to feel them go by because they are so loud.. it was just amazing. there were a couple spin outs, but no major incidents. one guy ended up having to be towed out. apparently tommy lasaorda was the flag waver. cool. the tracScan headsets were pretty sweet, too. we could tune in to listen to whichever driver we wanted. robyn and i spent most of the time scanning… which, if there was no one talking on a specific channel, it would scan for someone talking on another channel. dale jr. has got a mouth on him. and he’s not very nice, i think.
we left around 30-40 laps early [out of 250], had absolutely no traffic, which was awesome, considering the amout of people at the event. we drove for a bit, and ended up stopping at a tex-mex restaurant called Chevy’s, and had the most delicious chicken floutas. sooo good. we stopped, got some beers, and apryl wanted to kick my ass at trivial pursuit, so we played boys vs girls. i think we tied.. but they did much better than us. at like 2am, the girls went downstairs to bed, and mark and i stayed up and watched the italian job again, since we both passed out the night before. i slept with no covers. heh.
the next morning, we all got up, reminisced about high school, drank water, and ate bagels and cinnemon rolls. i left around 1 or 2, and headed home. dave called when i was leaving LA, and told me to come over to heathers mom’s new place for a housewarming party. i ate some delicious BBQ, and got the dime tour. michael then needed some help moving some stuff from his place to the new one, so dave, michael, and i headed over to his house, and loaded up his 1,000lb workbench onto a small trailer, strapped it down, delivered it, then went back for a drill press and a 18" planer [which is for sale.. hmmmm]. i want his tools.
so, all in all, it was a pretty nice weekend. linda and mark convinced me to buy a bike, so i’m gonna start lookin and reading. i need to get into shape.
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then, we came home 1730, and i immediatly had to go to work till 2230. :[
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