I was just reading my car Owner’s manual and I’m not supposed to exceed 850lbs of stuff in the car. Well I know I had five people in the car when I was in Seaside and most of them had to be over 200 pounds. So that’s somewhere around 1,000 lbs. Good thing we just drove around in town and on the highway or up any hills.

I had weird plans for putting together some of the kits I bought at the ham radio convention yesterday, but I didn’t do all that much. I had lunch with my old girlfriend, and she reminded me of one of our early dates. She’d gotten a little carsick on our first date and I think there was another time she had a headache. So when she wasn’t feeling well another time, she told me, “We have to stop going out. YOU MAKE ME SICK!” And then her head spun around and red lights shone from her eyes. (I told her that most of the things I write on here are exaggerated, and she shouldn’t take offense at what I said about her only asking for computer help.) She scares me and forced me to pay for lunch. (HAHAHAHA. See what I mean?)

OK, enough of the doctored story of what we did (which was had a nice lunch.) The only other thing I can remember doing is taking a nap. I wonder what else I did?

This weekend is one of those that have many things happening at once. Father’s Day, Dixie Mountain Grange Strawberry Festival, ham radio convention at Seaside, and an end-of-term party at a friend’s house. When it rains, it pours, but most of the events are really quite geeky.

I drove my new car out to Seaside and had no problems. Well, I suppose I got a rock chip in my window when I was almost all the way home, but that’s not unexpected. The car accelerated going uphill, accelerated well while passing, drove to lunch in the city of Seaside with five passengers, and generally enjoyed the drive. I’m disappointed that the gas gauge didn’t stay up at “F” but I’ve put almost 300 miles on the car so that’s probably expected.