Ok, I think Rhys needs to get out of the Apartment… He has a new semi-imaginary friend. His name is Pothead…

Pothead... Get it? His head is a pot...

Four more “Hell Weeks” to go! We survived this week without killing one another, going clinically insane, or turning to a life of crime. I’d say we did well. :)

For those that are not aware, we have moved back into an apartment. The condition in which we moved didn’t yield us the best apartment in the world, either. I’m just thankful it’s not good ol’ T-Bird. Oh, T-Bird, how you abused me year after year, and I just kept going back!

The new place is upscale ghetto? It’s “gated”, and they do call it “Luxury” apartments, so it can’t be that bad. Like I think I said before, all the neighbors are fine (even the pit bulls). You just get raked over the coals when you are looking for a month to month contract, not that I blame them.

So, what’s so bad, you ask? Well, we’re not used to being in such close quarters with each other I think is the worst part. That, and the biggest thing is we feel like we are in limbo since we don’t want to put the effort into making that place a “home” since we are leaving in four weeks. So, no holiday decorations, no organization, etc. OH! The worst part for a couple of foodies like Heidi and I: the kitchen. Oh, how I miss apartment kitchens. LMAO!

After our little experiment here in the apartment, I’ve given up on any notion that this family could EVER live in Japan.

So, four more weeks of hell (less if we can speed the closing along). I’m sure it will get easier as we adapt to our new surroundings, and this will only make the new house feel like a palace!

We decided to get out of the house for a little bit and go have a nice dinner. The original destination was to be Panda House Stir Fry. A nice Mongolian BBQ where Amy, one of the proprietors of the old Silver River works now. Silver River was the bomb diggity. Yay for tangents! Ok, back on track.

So, my son, the fruits of my loins (is that the correct term?), has decided he doesn’t like most Asian food lately. :( I’m so disappointed. heh Mom’s never really been a fan of Asian cusine either, with the huge exception of Ikkyu.

So we went to try out World Sports Grille. It’s like Pinky’s, only slightly more upscale. Don’t know what Pinky’s is? Think Restaurant/Bar/Arcade. Anyway, we went there, because I talked it up and because my son wanted to go to an arcade. Well, I’ve got two words to describe the dinner: WAA WAA.

The “All-American Burger” was filled with more vegetable matter (yes, in the patty) than oh, a bowl of vegetables. My burger literally was two pieces of toast, a parsley patty, and a strip of wilted lettuce. LOL If that doesn’t say America, I don’t know what does! I could have sworn I had a burger the first time I went there, but I guess maybe not. Heidi’s food was less than yummy from what I gathered as well.

On the plus side, the appetizers were decent, and the games were fun-ish! :) It’s a great place to go for happy hour, we decided.

OH! And we went and saw an old childhood friend of mine, Tom. He’s an AT&T Cell Phone Guru guy, and wil be hooking us up with our new phones as soon as the pocketbook permits! I so can’t wait! Heidi and I are still using RAZRs!

Rhys playing drums at WSG

Ok, if you haven’t been roller skating in.. oh… over 20 years, you will find it is not quite like swimming. You DO in fact forget how to do it. It will come back to you quick enough, but DUDE, I forgot just how difficult roller skating was. I went to my neice’s birthday party and felt the call of the rink! Little known fact about Slack: He’s a skate junkie. Don’t you judge me!

Heidi and I walked Rhys up and down beginner’s alley. He caught on pretty quick. He’s not ready for the beginners rink yet, but he’s getting there. If he sticks with it he’ll get it. Unfortunately, the perfectionist in him, combined with his impatience, caused for a very frustrated little boy. But even in light of all that, he did quite well.

So, after I could take it no longer, I slapped on a pair of skates. Ready to show my wife how I can tear the rink up, I push off from the wall and immediately start flailing my arms around like I’m trying to swat a wasp or something. It was embarrassing… LOL But, it was fun. And you know what? I think I will be goin back there! HA! Great way to get exercise! Who wants to go skating? :)

Last weekend Heidi, Rhys and I went to the 17th Street Market here in town. I can’t believe I have lived in this stupid town for so damn many years and have never patronized this place. It is PERFECT. It has all the Asian food that I desire (I bought my self a new wok pan while I was there — but that is another story), fresh produce (yes, I eat plants), and fresh meat (GOD, I love fresh meat)!

On top of those things, it has a nice gift selection. You know the kind of touristy bullshit that us Americans fall for all the time. I almost bought myself yet another set of chopsticks. As much as I make fun of it, there were some very nice things there. Did I mention I bought a new wok pan? :-D

Lastly, it has a music shop too… You know, you can buy CD’s, musical insturments, and even see performances. All of this wonderful crap in the industrial district of our little shit hole of a town.

So, while we were there, we saw The Can Crushers. Rhys absolutely loved them! At first I thought it was your typical hippie street performance art, but soon found myself getting into it (damn my drumming roots). We didn’t purchase a CD, but we will be, and in the meantime I thought I’d give the guys a free plug on the ol’ website here. Pretty cool stuff, guys!