I'm back

Hello, gentle readers. I've returned from the Ville. And there was much rejoicing. I was there for 5 whole days. I am glad to be back in the Boro.

Christmas was good. I don't remember crap I got, but then I didn't really want anything to that's ok. My nephew got an unbelievably sweet honeytop Les Paul that I'm very jealous of, but we get by as we must. But the kids got chops, he deserves it. I will officially declare that he's better than me now.

Got to see my old buddy James, who showed me some of the Kali knife fighting form. Interesting stuff. I ever get attacked by one of those guys, I'll just resign myself to dying.

We saw the Return of the King. Rohan is the damn shit. I wish they would have portrayed Eowyn as more confident in her big scene instead of playing the "I didn't know I could do that!" card, but alas. I also wanted to see the Eowyn and Faramir relationship develop, but maybe there'll be a scene or two on the extended DVD. Still, really cool film.

We also got to join up with my our old friend Keeley and have lunch with Mr. Crane, the teacher who taught us Principles of Technology in high school. Our model mag lev train won the state Technology Student Association prize back in the day, and we could have gone to the national competition but nobody really wanted to. We thought it was too expensive to go spend 5 or 6 days in the big city, whichever big city it was. It was good to talk to Mr. Crane. Hell, it was good to know he's still alive. The dude's in his 70's.

Now I will eat my first meal back in Orange County for a while. I'm glad. The coffee and salt heavy diet of my hometown left my stomach aching. I'll have to pick up some Zantac on the way home.