Two, count 'em, two, cook outs in two days. It was a good weekend. Especially saturday (the day of the second cookout) over at Adam and Kiki's. I grilled a big ass steak, sat around talking with old friends, drank a crap load of beer and almost fell asleep in their rocking chair while listening to Abbey Road on the turntable. There were parties to go to afterward but I just went home and slept like the drunken, steak-filled baby I was.

Not much else happening. I got my jeep back from the shop friday only to discover on fri night that the turn signal didn't work. They fixed it real quick like during lunch today, though.