No barfing!

Made it through this latest weekend without getting sick. Quite a treat. So we finally put away the Christmas stuff. Well, to be more specific, we put things in boxes and tubs and everything (except the two large tubs) has been put away.

Getting mentally prepared to head back to North Dakota the weekend after next. Mom has requested that we don't make curry ("Dad's stomach...") and she doesn't want anything "too weird". She told me today that she's making salmon for dinner. She doesn't mind as long as she doesn't have to touch it.

Comments like that remind me of Sandra Dee? Have you seen "Semi-homemade"? She never touches any of the food. She uses tongs to apply dry rubs. Sandra Dee would be on my least-favorite folks list except that each show includes a themed boozy drink. I don't mind big-haired, Christian, suburban housewives that drink. Semi-boozehound?

So I'll finally be showing CC my old haunts. I'll take him to the concrete buffalo statue, drive by Perkins (we'd gather there after finishing work at the video store and chainsmoke), and see the high school (they tore down the junior high last year).

Maybe some night we'll take my little brother to the Eagles club. The year before my move to Minneapolis my co-worker friends at the video store were finally old enough to drink. We frequented the Eagles - I loved the pink scolloped vinyl booths. I never frequented the other bars in town. During a venture to The Office, I heard two meatheads discussing Ford v. Chevy trucks ("Well I rolled my Ford truck.") and at The Brass Rail I ran into a classmate who still had that flippy bangs look going on.

Plus you can still smoke in North Dakota bars. Ick.

The grand tour of Jamestown will probably take 30 minutes. Sad.