Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Ruining Brent's Marriage

Without ever involving Brent or Ashley. Tonight, Lee and I took it upon ourselves to have a little fun at Brent's expense. While talking to a mutual friend (who gets mentioned by name only when I have evidence that she reads this page - yeah, you heard me), Lee mentioned that Brent was squatting in our living room. That part is true - he stays up here when he has to get work done at school - but friend asked if he wasn't married (he is, quite recently). Lee implied that that was the reason he was staying here. I then volunteered something or other and got the response: "I thought he was married . . ." to which I responded "He is. . . .for now." It was about this point that Brent figured out that Lee and I were up to something (mostly because we told him that we were). We had friend believing that the two-month marriage was on the rocks while we had Brent wondering what we'd been saying about him. I blame Rocky.

The Superfriends and Brent went to breakfast this morning at Crackerbarrel. It was tasty. Thanks to them for arranging it, and to Lee for paying for mine. Oh, right, this was in honor of my birthday tomorrow. We went to lunch for Heather's last semester, but since everyone's schedule was going to be bad tomorrow, breakfast today was the best choice. And really, I'd been wanting to go to Crackerbarrel for breakfast for about a week now but was too lazy to get up and go on my own. So the plans were appreciated both for the sentiment and for the choice of location. Amy's is next, some time in July if I remember correctly (and I do because I just looked it up on Facebook). So thanks again everybody.

There was a seminar today. I can't say it was quite as good as the robotic-sentries-with-shotguns guy, but it was better than uranium guy with his imaginary friend. Someone must have put a muzzle on Tom because he didn't make all the students look like pompous idiots. For Tom, that's progress.

The tactical missile contingent of the superfriends decided to hold a brain-storming session to work out some issues with the trajectory program. It was mostly storm, very little braining, but we accomplished a better understanding of the Runge-Kutta algorithm if nothing else.

At 10:30, I had two things to do before bed - blog and shower. In total, that should have taken maybe 30 minutes. It's now 11:40. And I'm off to take my shower. More tomorrow.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I already tried to ruin his marriage by explaining to him that she went to Ole Piss. If both of these well laid plans don't work, I guess they just might last.