Labor Day. Up early again and did more reading of The Reagan Diaries. After Dan and Megan got up, we had a quick breakfast and then headed into San Luis Obispo and wandered around the town. The weather was gorgeous but surprisingly few people were out. We had lunch downtown and then headed back to Dan and Megan’s. I hit the road at 2 PM.
My flight wasn’t until 11 PM but, given that it was Labor Day, I suspected traffic. I didn ‘t hit any until just south of Santa Barbara, but then it was pretty steady from there to the airport. I was through security by 8 PM, so it took me 6 hours, when it normally takes 3. I’m glad I left early.
I was feeling a little better today. When I got to the airport I headed for the Red Carpet Club–nice setup at LAX, nicer than BWI for sure–and found a comfortable place to sit for the next 2 hours. I ordered a Margarita from the bar (Kelly had been texting me over the weekend and on a number of occasions, mentioned she was having a Margarita, so I was craving one by this point) and watched a few episodes of The Office on my iPod. I boarded the plane at 10:30 PM, first class, and had an uneventful flight home. I even managed to get a little sleep.
There was traffic coming down B/W Parkway but I was home by 8 AM. Zeke was fine, happy to see me. I had a note from the town of Riverdale that my grass it too long and I have to cut it within 10 days. Such sticklers!
I ended up leaving for Nanuet at 1:15 PM and I didn’t get to Norm and Vicky’s until 7 PM, almost 6 hours later! I hit about an hours worth of traffic in Delaware, where several lanes were shut down for construction. And I hit about another hour’s worth of traffic in Newark.
But I got here, and shortly after I arrived, Norm, Vicky, and I headed out to get some dinner. On the way, we stopped to do a few errands (an art supply store where Norm bought some carvable pumpkins and a Radio Shack where Vicky got a new Sirius radio to replace one that had broke). We then headed over to Ruby Tuesdays at the Nanuet Mall for dinner.
When we got back to their house, we spent the rest of the evening watching wedding video samples (and making fun of them), and an episode of CSI Miami (making fun of that). Eric and Ryane are coming down tomorrow afternoon and tomorrow evening is “game night”.
For the last week or so, the railroad gates at the railroad crossing near my house have been acting as though they are possessed. The train stop is in the the Riverdale town center, which is as barren of business as Teli Savalis was of hair. It is also in a direct line home from work for me. Once again, the gates were acting nutty today and it took fifteen minutes to get across the tracks, though a single train was not in sight. When I got home, I was annoyed enough to compose a letter to the Mayor of Riverdale.
Read my missive