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After two days of false starts in Aberdeen, they finally called it quits for the week due to weather. They actually TOLD me the second day that they decided to quit, but didn't the first and I sat around needlessly for a couple of hours. I made a big stink about it Wednesday, so hopefully they got the message.
I spent the rest of the week doing some odd jobs and projects as they came up. My mom and I have been trying to figure out our Lego Star Wars game I just bought, too. I had attempted to rekindle my dad's interest in the PS2 by buying it so he wouldn't spend the money on an XBox, but I hadn't realized that all his friends had XBox's and he couldn't play with the cool kids unless he had one. Unfortunately, my mom and I are having a tough time with it because we are not very good at video games, which I've told my mom is not really such a bad thing. In the meantime, my dad's downstairs on the bigger TV talking to his friends on his headset, "Let's go down this manhole! You cover that side! Did we get him?" I still like the thinking type of computer games better.
The job in Olympia that I started at yesterday continued into today, so I spent a couple of hours down there this morning after breakfast with the Lethal Cycles guys. I then attempted a number of letterboxes, but only managed to find one. I'm pretty sure two were missing, and one I didn't feel comfortable going to find. It was right next to City Hall, and the cops kept looking at me weird, so I gave up for now. I was also a little stove up and generally feeling crappy from having tripped before I left for Olympia to begin with. I ended up flat on my stomach on the driveway with bleeding palms, which make digging in the leaves for letterboxes tougher.
I'll be heading back to Aberdeen tomorrow so I don't have to go at 4 on Monday, and probably spend the afternoon letterboxing. I found two on the way back last week, but there's a series of six and a few others I wanted to try, and I hope to remember my carving tools this time so I can plant my own box.
Jane's web site is down. Where did you go, Jane?
I need shelves and a place to put them.
Quote from a whiteboard in a job shack last week: "It's called a tape measure, and one of you guys needs to learn how to use it." That they do...
I spent the rest of the week doing some odd jobs and projects as they came up. My mom and I have been trying to figure out our Lego Star Wars game I just bought, too. I had attempted to rekindle my dad's interest in the PS2 by buying it so he wouldn't spend the money on an XBox, but I hadn't realized that all his friends had XBox's and he couldn't play with the cool kids unless he had one. Unfortunately, my mom and I are having a tough time with it because we are not very good at video games, which I've told my mom is not really such a bad thing. In the meantime, my dad's downstairs on the bigger TV talking to his friends on his headset, "Let's go down this manhole! You cover that side! Did we get him?" I still like the thinking type of computer games better.
The job in Olympia that I started at yesterday continued into today, so I spent a couple of hours down there this morning after breakfast with the Lethal Cycles guys. I then attempted a number of letterboxes, but only managed to find one. I'm pretty sure two were missing, and one I didn't feel comfortable going to find. It was right next to City Hall, and the cops kept looking at me weird, so I gave up for now. I was also a little stove up and generally feeling crappy from having tripped before I left for Olympia to begin with. I ended up flat on my stomach on the driveway with bleeding palms, which make digging in the leaves for letterboxes tougher.
I'll be heading back to Aberdeen tomorrow so I don't have to go at 4 on Monday, and probably spend the afternoon letterboxing. I found two on the way back last week, but there's a series of six and a few others I wanted to try, and I hope to remember my carving tools this time so I can plant my own box.
Jane's web site is down. Where did you go, Jane?
I need shelves and a place to put them.
Quote from a whiteboard in a job shack last week: "It's called a tape measure, and one of you guys needs to learn how to use it." That they do...