james_kieliszek (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} james_kieliszek) wrote,@ 2006-07-02 12:00:00 |
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Every weekend should feature fireworks
On my last day in MD, Patrick and I hit up the Baltimore Aquarium. We had a family membership when we lived in "Bal'mer" (82-86), and used to go often. They've added an entire building since the last time I was there; I enjoyed it greatly, despite not being able to find the three-toed sloth in the rain forest exhibit. After a bit of nostalgia (and kids screaming "Nemo!" at tank with the clown fish), Pat dropped me off at the airport. I had plenty of time to catch up on my reading while thunderstorms delayed, then canceled my first flight, and then delayed my alternate flight on another carrier. I picked up about 10 Terry Pratchett novels from Pat which I had not yet read, and I've managed to read about one a day - I enjoy his writing more than Douglas Adams' - but now I'm out of leisure reading. I've still got a bunch of Philosophy reading I've been meaning to catch up on, and that will have to suffice for now.
Last weekend was Sarah and Randy's wedding in Ohio. In my mind's eye, Ohio was largely featureless, and what features it did have didn't speak well for it: the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame1 and Drew Carey, both of which reside in what appeared to be Ohio's only identifiable city, Cleavland. It turns out that rural and suburban Ohio reminds me a lot of Maine - "quaint" is the adjective that come to mind - and is a rather nice place to get briefly lost on a weekend drive while making a point of not getting directions. The wedding was short and sweet (~30 minutes). After spending a few hours at the pool drinking Highlife it was time for the reception, which was at a country club a few minutes away for the hotel. As we drove up the road to the country club, we passed through an area being used as a fairgrounds. I noticed a sign that said the Willoughby Fair was concluding that day, and a little farther down the road I saw a fireworks display being assembled. Joe flew to Ohio, and knew a number to call to find out when the fireworks were scheduled (I guess you wouldn't want to fly through them). We told Sarah, and she and Randy stepped outside a little after sunset to have the wedding photographer take some shots as the fireworks went off. Fireworks are always awesome, having fireworks at your wedding is even cooler than regular fireworks - I hope the photos come out.
I'm just now settling in to my four-day weekend.
1 - The Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame is a damn silly oxymoron: Rock is supposed to be both cool and non-conformist, requiring a lame-ass museum to codify which artists qualify as the best of the genre misses the point
On my last day in MD, Patrick and I hit up the Baltimore Aquarium. We had a family membership when we lived in "Bal'mer" (82-86), and used to go often. They've added an entire building since the last time I was there; I enjoyed it greatly, despite not being able to find the three-toed sloth in the rain forest exhibit. After a bit of nostalgia (and kids screaming "Nemo!" at tank with the clown fish), Pat dropped me off at the airport. I had plenty of time to catch up on my reading while thunderstorms delayed, then canceled my first flight, and then delayed my alternate flight on another carrier. I picked up about 10 Terry Pratchett novels from Pat which I had not yet read, and I've managed to read about one a day - I enjoy his writing more than Douglas Adams' - but now I'm out of leisure reading. I've still got a bunch of Philosophy reading I've been meaning to catch up on, and that will have to suffice for now.
Last weekend was Sarah and Randy's wedding in Ohio. In my mind's eye, Ohio was largely featureless, and what features it did have didn't speak well for it: the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame1 and Drew Carey, both of which reside in what appeared to be Ohio's only identifiable city, Cleavland. It turns out that rural and suburban Ohio reminds me a lot of Maine - "quaint" is the adjective that come to mind - and is a rather nice place to get briefly lost on a weekend drive while making a point of not getting directions. The wedding was short and sweet (~30 minutes). After spending a few hours at the pool drinking Highlife it was time for the reception, which was at a country club a few minutes away for the hotel. As we drove up the road to the country club, we passed through an area being used as a fairgrounds. I noticed a sign that said the Willoughby Fair was concluding that day, and a little farther down the road I saw a fireworks display being assembled. Joe flew to Ohio, and knew a number to call to find out when the fireworks were scheduled (I guess you wouldn't want to fly through them). We told Sarah, and she and Randy stepped outside a little after sunset to have the wedding photographer take some shots as the fireworks went off. Fireworks are always awesome, having fireworks at your wedding is even cooler than regular fireworks - I hope the photos come out.
I'm just now settling in to my four-day weekend.
1 - The Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame is a damn silly oxymoron: Rock is supposed to be both cool and non-conformist, requiring a lame-ass museum to codify which artists qualify as the best of the genre misses the point
