That Was Then

I thought about writing one of those classic five-paragraph essays highlighting the adventures of my six weeks of unemployment now that my period of being unemployed is coming to an end but I've forgotten all about the placement of the thesis statement and probably couldn't come up with a good concluding paragraph seeing as anything that concludes with going back to work could never be good.  And who needs structure like that when I have bullet points?  Oh, and I can't remember much beyond last Friday so I'm only going back that far.  Thus, the highlights of my last weekend of freedom:

• Elaine and I spent a few hours at the Raleigh Farmers Market sampling strawberries and tomatoes and absorbing the deep and true North Carolina flavors--people and produce.  But the real find for us was the NC Seafood Market and Restaurant, where I chose from the menu a large, three-piece sample platter (fried oysters, shrimp, and catfish) and what I got for the $8.99 I paid was so much food that I might be eating seafood for the next two weeks.
• Saturday afternoon, I watched Samone, the laziest cat in the world who until last week spent 23 hours of every day on the end of our bed, become a fearless backyard hunter.  At first, I thought she was crouching low in the high grass going after a bird, but then when she took off, cat quick, and charged a third of the way up a tree I realized that she was going after a squirrel.  She didn't catch it, but she looked quite nimble going after it.
• I bought Elaine her first Mother's Day card.  Ok, a little premature, but I figured I should get in the habit.  Plus, I heard rumor (from Elaine) that a father-to-be these days is expected to buy their wives a "push present" to give to the laboring wife on the day of delivery.  Seriously, what the hell?  Who came up with that absurdity?
• I'd planned on driving the thirty or so miles to Zebulon to take in a Carolina Mudcats baseball game.  But thanks to Richard Grayson and his new collection of short stories I couldn't leave my reading chair.  More about this book tomorrow I hope.
• Thanks to a proud citizen of the Caryon Nation, the true highlight may just come tonight (Sunday) in the form of a ticket to game five between Carolina and New Jersey.  My first NHL game and it's playoff hockey to boot. 

Comments

[plustotly]

El caliz de plata parecia brillar a la luz de las dos velas enormemente altas que
debian arder durante toda la noche. La mayoria de las poblaciones no podian
permitirse cirios pascuales en condiciones, pero el padre Ralph compraba en
Shaftesbury dos cada ano a los monjes, y los parroquianos acudian a la iglesia
para contemplarlos. No obstante, aquella noche, cuando oscurecio, unequalled cinco
hombres admiraban las altas e inmoviles llamas.