Amnesia

So I totally forgot to write about last weekend, because I had to write about the Goth wedding from the weekend before. So I'm a week behind. I'll do a two for one today.
LAST week Jason, Jennifer, and Jackson received a visit from Cody, Kindra, and Cori, who were in Stillwater as part of their world-wide alliteration tour 2006.
As Jenn graciously stayed home with the increasingly cranky and tired boy, the rest of us got Chinese food and bubble tea. The conversation of the evening was some of the best I had had in a long time, and I hadn't made somebody shoot egg drop soup out their nose since I was a little kid. They had all watched almost all of Spaced the night before, so many a reference and/or quote was made about that. There was far too much conversation time devoted to tapioca in my opinion, but Cori just would not shut up about it. We also all agreed that Kindra is terrified of silence, and that the waitress was not very good. The table next to us had a little girl who did not like the obnoxiousness of our little party, and kept making faces at us, but then Cody did that thing he does where that thing comes out of his head and it scared her away. I always have to laugh when he does that, because I mean, what is that thing?
We then went to the coffeeshop, and the poor small town girl behind the counter just could not wrap her head around the meaning of Cody's T-Shirt. She was all like: what's beautiful about suicide, and Cody was like: it's in the eye of the beholder, I guess, and she's all: I guess I don't get it, and he's all: BLARRGHH!! And he does that thing with he head again, and we all laugh. Cori did not get coffee because she still had bubble tea. Then we went home and gave Jenn her Chinese food, and watched her eat it like she just got out of Guantanamo. Then we yapped the night away. Hanging out with them and meeting Cori did make me a bit homesick though. I don't meet really cool people like that any more, much less get to just hang and yap with them into the wee hours of the morning. When I do meet people like that, they end up being from Denver.
So there! On to this last weekend
It was a very collegiate weekend for us. On Friday, after giving Jackson a not that great, trial and error, keep going until it looks okay home haircut, we went to OSU's Walk-Around. It is a sort of reverse parade where the floats are stationary, and you get to walk around and look at them all. They are really intricate, and have moving parts and things. The two best involved a robotic undersea adventure and a robotic version of Chutes and Ladders. There is lots of live music and food and stuff, and Jackson had a great time in the snuggly, for which he is way too big for. We retired to Cousin Ryan's house and drank some beer while watching Jack and the Pug 'play". Saturday morning, we went to the actual homecoming parade for OSU, and Jackson had a great time there as well. He really like marching bands in general, and the drums in paticular. We found this out because every time a band came by, he would start shaking and giggling hysterically. Later, Jenn's parents came up to watch the boy so we could go to the OU homecoming game against the Colorado Buffaloes. This required a drive to Norman, OK with out the boy. It took about an hour and a half, and I kept looking in the back seat, thinking Jack was there but asleep, as I do every time we go anywhere with out him.
The game was fun and cold, but the tix we were given turned out to be really good. We had access to this little lounge where you could sit in the heat and eat without you or your food going cold. The game itself was kind of boring, but being there was great fun. We left a but early, and still hit the horrible traffic. Horrible traffic usually happens when a hundred thousand people all want to go somewhere at the same time. Just so you know.
We ended up at Robin's house. We stopped in because we were "in the city" and she had beer. There were a few people there already, and Jenn's sister and her husband showed up as well. We stayed there until about 1:45, which was dumb, because we still had an hour to get home. But home we got, and Jack actually slept until a little before 8:00, so we got to "sleep in" a little. Sunday we hung out with the fam and ate chili. A whole freakin' pot of chili.
After the coma subsided we just bummed around the house, and I got lost in Wikipedia for several hours, having wanted to find out something mundane about the French Revolution.
That was it. See what boring lives we lead? Why do you keep reading these things?