I ate too much.

I went to the local steak restaurant for a friend’s birthday party and after I ate so much that I thought I would burst, I had dessert. Brilliant. The dinner was great but some clown hit my brother-in-law’s car and then had the gall to just park in the space in front. They turned too early and hit the front left bumper of his car with their back right bumper. There were witnesses and everything but the guy just parked and walked off. Oh, well. I suppose that’s what insurance is for.

I ordered a bunch of stuff online and I was waiting for one more delivery from UPS, but UPS brought two boxes instead of one. Of course, one was my ridiculously geeky purchase, a ruler like they use on CSI.

CSI Scale.

The other was a “Get Well” fruit basket from my friend Sun for my mom. Thanks Sun! I think my mom is getting better, but she’s going to be on anticoagulants for months.

Sun’s gift basket.

So that’s the story of Friday night. I’m still waiting for this week to be over. Maybe I’ll just call it a bad month and figure tomorrow will be better.