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The yearly family visit has come and gone, and a good time was had by all. Sometimes it's hard to tell, as my Dad doesn't have a big agenda when he visits other than go to Rockport for lobster. He spends a fair bit of time on the computer playing poker (usually in the mornings, while Mom is getting dressed and I'm checking mail), or watching golf. He does step in and make breakfast, though. Thursday night was three cheese ravioli and shrimp, relaxing, and some Rock Band. We tried to get my Mom to sing Jefferson Airplane (she was a big fan in college), but she declined. The new drum kit works splendidly.
Friday we drove down to Braintree where I replaced my car key, then back to Arlington to find out the local locksmith was closed. So much for supporting your local Mom and Pop store! Dad stayed home to watch golf, while Mom and I went to the MFA. We only covered about 25% of it: the 18th and 19th century American painters, modern art, European masters, and the Greek/Roman/Egyption exhibits on the 2nd floor, and a little bit of the Chinese. There's a lot more to see! Unsurprisingly, I kept getting inspired with ideas for games after walking around the various exhibits. Who says art isn't inspirational? I'm also moved to buy some prints for my room and office in a few weeks. Some John Waterhouse and John Singer Sergeant prints caught my eye. Dad met up with us later at Park Street, and we ended the day at Al Dente's for their anniversary dinner. Shrimp and scallops in vodka sauce for the win again!
Saturday was slow and lazy, we had no real itinerary. I made copies of my keys while Mom shopped at Curious George. She picked up fewer books this year than usual, her part time librarian job doesn't pay in the summer. The perils of unemployment. We picked up my Dad and drove to Rockport for lobsters, pastries, and ice cream. There were lots of kayaks in the water, and over a dozen sailing boats. Lots of action on the high seas! All they were missing were pirates. The day wound down with leftovers and Journey to the Center of the Earth. (the science fail re-make with Brendan Fraser). Mom still hadn't seen it. The 3D was not working, and it was a pretty terrible movie, but it was perfectly good fare for watching with your parents on a hot Saturday night. I left them to go to bed, while I had an excellent night at Sin-O-Matic. Lots of old friends, a few new ones, and a furious dance floor vibe made for a great night.
Sunday morning I slept in, while they went to Church down the street. After they left I hit the gym, made out to a Warhammer cookout, and was too exhausted (heat + cider + tasty meat) to make the second cookout. Our visit seemed very short, and we didn't seem to share a whole lot of information. They said they were just happy to see me doing well, and we did have a few deeper talks relating to some old files and psychological reports they brought up for me. There's also an old photo album my Mother made for me when I graduated high school, that none of you get to see. Seriously, it's only the fact that I was tall, knew karate, and a senior that kept me from getting stuffed into lockers on a daily basis.
Time to bring this long winded entry to a close. The contents of those files and my dancing night might warrant more discussion later, but I'll save that for when I can be more Ayun-sian in my posts.
Friday we drove down to Braintree where I replaced my car key, then back to Arlington to find out the local locksmith was closed. So much for supporting your local Mom and Pop store! Dad stayed home to watch golf, while Mom and I went to the MFA. We only covered about 25% of it: the 18th and 19th century American painters, modern art, European masters, and the Greek/Roman/Egyption exhibits on the 2nd floor, and a little bit of the Chinese. There's a lot more to see! Unsurprisingly, I kept getting inspired with ideas for games after walking around the various exhibits. Who says art isn't inspirational? I'm also moved to buy some prints for my room and office in a few weeks. Some John Waterhouse and John Singer Sergeant prints caught my eye. Dad met up with us later at Park Street, and we ended the day at Al Dente's for their anniversary dinner. Shrimp and scallops in vodka sauce for the win again!
Saturday was slow and lazy, we had no real itinerary. I made copies of my keys while Mom shopped at Curious George. She picked up fewer books this year than usual, her part time librarian job doesn't pay in the summer. The perils of unemployment. We picked up my Dad and drove to Rockport for lobsters, pastries, and ice cream. There were lots of kayaks in the water, and over a dozen sailing boats. Lots of action on the high seas! All they were missing were pirates. The day wound down with leftovers and Journey to the Center of the Earth. (the science fail re-make with Brendan Fraser). Mom still hadn't seen it. The 3D was not working, and it was a pretty terrible movie, but it was perfectly good fare for watching with your parents on a hot Saturday night. I left them to go to bed, while I had an excellent night at Sin-O-Matic. Lots of old friends, a few new ones, and a furious dance floor vibe made for a great night.
Sunday morning I slept in, while they went to Church down the street. After they left I hit the gym, made out to a Warhammer cookout, and was too exhausted (heat + cider + tasty meat) to make the second cookout. Our visit seemed very short, and we didn't seem to share a whole lot of information. They said they were just happy to see me doing well, and we did have a few deeper talks relating to some old files and psychological reports they brought up for me. There's also an old photo album my Mother made for me when I graduated high school, that none of you get to see. Seriously, it's only the fact that I was tall, knew karate, and a senior that kept me from getting stuffed into lockers on a daily basis.
Time to bring this long winded entry to a close. The contents of those files and my dancing night might warrant more discussion later, but I'll save that for when I can be more Ayun-sian in my posts.
