Sorta busy weekend.
Friday night goofed off after a co-worker pissed me off.
The phrases "Well, that's not how I do it," and "I'm telling Susanna," were said. (On her side)
Saturday at 0930 I got a call from my dentist about me 0900 appointment. They got me in at 1230. I leave, still full of novocaine to find my motorcycle battery dead. After half a dozen attempts to compression start it, I ask around for jumper cables. No one had any until I pushed the bike up the Burke-Gilman trail and some guy volunteered his.
opheliagonemad and I then hit up the new Value Village on 85th, got breakfast at Beth's and picked up a new battery for the bike.
Sunday we took Elvis to Issaquah for the Professional Car Society to support the Northwest Burn Foundation. I won a fire extinguisher but no awards.