Friday, September 18, 2009

Game Night

No jobs today. Bill tweeted and suggested that we have a warcraft tourney. He said that he had some news to tell me, and with him there's no telling what that could be.

Bill arrived about twenty minutes late. I introduced he and Gerard. Judging by tonight, it seems like they will get on swimmingly.

Gerard is an ok gamer, but I would classify him as medium grade; an aspiring amateur. Bill and I owned everyone on the battle field - as usual.

All was going well, until Bill delivered the "news" that he had. Apparently he got a hold of three bicycles and signed Shlomo and I up to participate in an illegal bike race. Of course he didn't ask either of us whether or not we wanted to participate. I let him know how I felt about that.

I don't know how I get myself roped into these things.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The New Bin

I was in a great mood coming back home from Mother's house. She gave me a hundred dollars to help me out. So I got a six pack on the way home to share with Gerard.

My mood quickly changed when I entered the living room. To my surprise, Gerard took it upon himself to get the apartment a recycling bin. He had the thing sitting right behind the front door. I can't quite explain why, but it really irritated me. Maybe it was because he did it without consulting me. I had planned on doing it myself.

In order to vent some of my frustrations I decided to whoop his buttocks in a game of Bond. It was a total massacre & I still reign supreme.

I guess sharing my apartment will take some getting used to.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Wat Phnom

On the way home, mother called and asked me to come eat at her place. I told her that I had just eaten, but I'd like to see her. She suggested that I come over the next evening and have a home cooked meal. I happily agreed.

The next evening I paid her a visit and we had a wonderful dinner. We talked about all kinds of things. She was making me feel very good about my situation, telling me stories about when my father was out of work and the couple of times we had to make due during strikes.

All was going well until she pulled out Mason's post card. After that, she just wouldn't stop talking about him. I love Mason, but jeepers, Mother is a fanatic. For her, he's the messiah. Favoritism doesn't begin to explain how Mother fawns over him.

Anyway, His letter read,

"Dearest Mother,
Finally arrived in Phnom Penh. Soon I will be visiting Angkor & the countryside. This picture is me at Wat Phenom. It is the most important temple structure in Phnom Penh & dates to about 1300 C.E. Fascinating place so far & the people here are just wonderful. I'll write again soon.
Love, Mason"