Long Time Coming Part 1: Thumbing The Mousetrap

Ok lots of shit to talk about. The last couple of weekends I've spent in northern California! First, I went up almost on a whim to see some buddies from college. Good times! It was one friend's birthday and we went out to celebrate at a sausage bar--the lack of women around at all times was probably my only complaint--and it was tons of fun. Met a buddy's girlfriend and she's damn cool. For some reason, girlfriends of friends love me. They need to teach the single girls that! And they need to have single girl friends!

But, my norcal friends, who are mostly paired off now, need to learn that brunch is not the place for single ol' me! Especially on opening Sunday of NFL. My demands for Hooters "brunch" fell on deaf ears, and only too late did I discover that the brunch place was half a block from a cool looking sports bar.

Then, a trip to Yosemite to see another friend get married! Yosemite is amazingly beautiful, shame we were there for such a short time. It's a pain in the ass to get to, however. The wedding was small, but in such a great location and time of the year. I'd never seen my friend so happy, and all her friends are great people and we all got along and had a blast!

Perhaps the crowning moment of the weekend was at the afterparty back at the lodge, where I found a mousetrap on a railing. After some failures at setting the trap, I succeeded and left it on the balcony. We relocated to another room a little ways away, but my (not sober) roommate comes in complaining that he got his thumb caught in a mousetrap! Then he tripped over a rope and spent the rest of the night bitching about the mousetrap and the "ninja bears" that tripped him! And in the morning he couldn't figure out why his finger hurt so.

Until I reminded him. And placed the mousetrap I brought back with us near his laptop. It is now one of the more dangerous items in the apartment. And the phrase "thumbing the mousetrap" gets a lot of use these days.