Late Post.

It was a nice looooong weekend. We managed to pack our entire weekend with events and activities, so much so that I’m currently suffering from a lack of sleep. 🙂 Not too badly though, as long as I get some good sleep tonight. My only regret about the weekend is that I forgot my frickin camera. I coulda drove back to get it, but decided against it because we were already too far. *smacks forehead* I coulda had some great pics.

We left for Detriot Friday evening, right after Wayde got out of work. It was a pretty quick drive, it didn’t seem nearly as long as I remember it. But then, I drove it every weekend for about a year when Wayde and I were apart, so it got pretty boring after a while, especially since I was driving by myself. This time I had Wayde and Porter to keep me company.

We arrived at the Leedy’s sometime around midnight or so and chose to partake in the case of beer we brought down with us from the North. We bought some Red Cap Ale, which has released their beer in the old-style “stubbies”. It was a sort of novelty sipping on beer out of a bottle that looks like…well, a baby bottle. We stayed up pretty late talking to Greedy and the crew. He had some friends over too so Wayde and I got to meet some new people as well. I hit the hay quite a bit before Wayde did, but still somewhere around the 3am mark. Sheesh.

Wayde and I have a tendency to sleep later when we’re visiting other people. I have no idea why. It’s not necessarily because we stay up late because we stay up late at home and still don’t sleep in. I think it has something to do with being in a strange place, or maybe because we don’t want to wake up.

In any case, we got up around 10am, a full hour and a half to two hours later than our normal weekend wake-time. I’m not complaining. We then went out to breakfast with Cam, Greedy, and Greedy’s buddy, Hi (I’m not sure if I spelled that right, but how else do you spell “hi”?). We ate at a Coney Island in the heart of downriver Detroit. I sure do miss places like that.

After breakfast we called Chris and Tracy to plan our attack for the day. We headed over to their place to hang out for a while — it was the first time we’ve seen their new place. I must say, they have excellent taste. I only wish I had the motivation to correctly decorate our apartment. After hanging out, we headed down to Green Brain Comics (popups) in Dearborn, which is run by one of Wayde’s good buddies, Dan. I picked up two very cool looking comics called I Feel Sick. The girl on the cover looked spooky, depressing and morbid, all at the same time. I couldn’t help myself. Wayde and I also picked up a starter pack of HeroClix — we’re already hooked.

Then we headed over to Xochimilco’s (thanks for the link Tracy!) to meet Rachele and Jeremy for lunch. As usual, I couldn’t resist getting the chicken burritos… But, after only eating a small amount, I was stuffed. (Don’t worry, Wayde and I shared it later!)

Then we headed off towards downtown Detroit. On our way, we saw the flock-o-ho’s (damn I wish I had a picture!) and witnessed an arresting, complete with a 40oz Colt 45 on top of the car, a sure sign that we were in Detroit. We finally found a place to park near Comerica Park, not far from the church displaying the “Pray for the Tigers here!” sign. (Here’s a pic.)

Wayde and I had never been to the Hockeytown Cafe so we wanted to check out this “ice bar” we’d heard about. It’s flat surface of metal around the inside edge of the bar counter that’s highly refrigerated and forms frost — perfect for keeping your beverage cold!

After paying our jacked-up bill at the HC, we ventured outside to determine our next destination. Before we could take two steps, it began to rain with intermittent flashes of lightning. It was quite a site! Mesmerized, we watched as it begain to rain even harder, so we dashed across the street to Johnny Rocket’s. I couldn’t resist the 50’s style Vanilla shake and had ordered it before I even realized what I was doing. Tracy had one too, we were both in Vanilla Heaven.

We finally got in contact with our friends Joel and Leslie, who met us back at the Hockeytown Cafe about 40 minutes later. We drank some more, chatted a bit, and finally HC decided to close at about midnight. Yes, midnight. A bar was closing on a Saturday night at midnight. Crazy.

We wandered down the street and found a cozy bar next to the State Theater, appropriately named the State Bar. Tracy, CP, Wayde and I engaged in a friendly game of darts, even though the rinky-dink machine protested quite vehemently at times. We eventually lost interest because…well, we suck and it was taking too long.

Finally, we all parted ways and CP and Tracy drove us back to their place so I could get my car and drive Wayde and I back to the Leedy’s. They were expected to be back from Greedy’s motorcross race at about midnight, and we got in at about 2am. Greedy was just about to head off to bed, but decided to stay up a bit when we got in. I watched South Park for the first time in years…it’s just as funny as I remember it. Once again, I headed off to bed before Wayde, probably around 3am.

Sunday morning we woke at about 10am again and shuffled down the stairs. Deb went out on some errands and brought us back some bagels for breakfast, which I was very thankful for! Hungry Angela is not a nice person.

Cam, Wayde, Greedy and I paired off in a NHL 2000 mini-tournament as our breakfast settled. I paired off with Greedy for the first game, I played as Toronto and he played as, um, some other team, I forget who. I ended up losing in OT, the final score was 2-1. (One of my defensemen scored the first goal for him!) Then Cam and Wayde played as Detroit and Colorado, respectively, and their game went into OT as well. Double OT, in fact. Wayde ended up winning, I think 3-2.

We needed to get a few things done before we headed out for the drive back home, so we said our goodbyes and got on the road. We were supposed to go over to Joel and Leslie’s place, but we didn’t have much time left and didn’t want to be driving back late, especially considering our lack of sleep for the weekend so far.

We stopped by Big Ben’s Comics to check out their HeroClix selection and to find out how Big Ben was doing — apparently Wayde knows him from “back in the day”. I got a kick-ass Green Lantern t-shirt, but they were out of HeroClix booster packs. They did have many, many single figures for sale. Oh, and Ben’s doing great. Then we went back to Green Brain Comics to get Dan’s last starter pack of HeroClix.

After dining on some delicious Thai food, which we were absolutely craving, there aren’t any Thai places here in Waterloo, we stopped by a discount Red Wings shop to pick up some shirts. I bought a t-shirt for myself, two for my friend’s kids and a pin for her. She’s a local Wings fan, so I’m sure she’ll appreciate it.

We finally headed out for our drive back. Thankfully, it was unevenful, save for the lessons in HeroClix rules along the way.


No, I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth. Just in case you were wondering.

We got back from Pennsylvania late Monday night. It was a surprise for Wayde’s brother, so I couldn’t mention it just in case he might read it. I doubt he reads this, but you never know.

Wayde and Ray’s friend Joel showed up in front of Ray’s place wearing “grit” costumes, causing a ruckus and mayhem in the street. (Grit is another word for scummy, 80’s white trash, usually with a mullet.) They were throwing a frisbee across the street to each other, causing cars to stop an honk, with a boom box blaring some Van Halen-esque tune from the Rock Star soundtrack. It was quite hilarious. Ray came storming out of the front door, ready to kick some ass. The look on his face was priceless.

I will be posting the pictures that I took from my hiding space behind the bushes as soon as I get them off of my camera…hopefully later today.

I seriously tried to stay up for the entire Wings game when it went into triple OT, but I couldn’t. I zonked out somewhere in the third OT, I think about halfway through. GO WINGS!

Oh, and I now have The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind for X-Box. Oh. My. God. It rules. I spent way too much time playing it when I got home last night.

I’m bombarded with work right now, so I better get back to it.



Can you say TGIF?? Okay, I don’t have a job, and it’s not the end of the work week for me, but I can still be glad it’s Friday!! My sweetie will be with me for the next 3 days! (It’s a 3 day weekend in Canada.)

We’re going to a family dinner thingy tomorrow. Speaking of food…I’m starved right now. I’ll eat in a minute…but then I’ll forget that I said that and it’ll end up being a half hour or hour until I actually get food in my stomach.

I’m looking forward to tomorrow…sort of. I mean, I want to see the family and I usually have fun when I do, but we’re broke as hell right now. That sucks. The dinner is at a restaurant about an hour away from where we live so I gotta find a way to pay for our dinner and buy a tank of gas. Argh. It wouldn’t be so bad but we’ve had to catch up on a huge bill recently, so that puts a damper on our fun.

But, overall, I’m glad a three day weekend is here and I get to spend it with my new family!

Life is an incredible thing.

Life is an incredible thing. Just recently I’ve been faced with a loss in my family, as well as seeing the evidences of others’ grief over lost loved ones.

Sometimes I think it’s harder on those who are still living. Which of cours leads me to wonder what actually happens to the soul when you die.

I’ve been doing a lot of spiritual soul-searching recently. I’ve been focusing on Christianity, I suppose because I was brought up to believe that Christianity is the “right” religion. But I’m still not sure. I have doubts. How can you believe the figurative and age-old Bible? I’m a person who sees things logically and realistically, I have to be literally shown something before I can believe it.

I’ve been reading the Left Behind series lately and now I’m on book 4, Apollyon. It’s very interesting reading and it’s one of the things that has prompted me to find out more about the afterlife, if there is one.

I have many questions to ask. How can we know Jesus was who he said he was? If the way to be “saved” is to believe in Jesus, then what happened to those who lived *before* the New Testament?

There’s another book by one of the Left Behind series authors’ (Tim Lahaye) called “Jesus, Who Is He?” that I *started* to read. I thought it was going to be a little more objective and unbiased than it was, but the author made me feel so *bad* about being skeptic, I felt I had to put it down. I can’t help I think the way I do.