Is it Friday yet?

Blah...

Nothing really worth writing about has happened in the past couple of days... just the usual living.

Working, sleeping, dicking around until I go back into work.  I still have yet to discover a place that serves alcohol at 7:30 in the morning to go out for after-work-drinks with Gene.  Ah well.

We did go to Cabela's on Sunday with Andrew.  He had a gift card and was initially going to buy hiking boots.  When the exact pair that he had found online weren't there, he opted for a firearm instead.  I wonder if Monique has found about it yet...

It was a neat place though: full of hicks and dead animals.  A restaurant to re-energize you after 5 hours of outdoorsman shopping (no lie, we were there for 5 hours).  A place that sold fudge and other confectionary and culinary delights.  Kayaks and boat motors.  Hairy camouflage get-ups, fishing poles, camping gear... basically any outdoor activity you can think of (other than sports, of course (No, hunting is not a 'sport.')) had an area of the store designated to selling it's accessories and necessities.  

I argue that hunting is not a 'sport' because there is no equal ground between hunter and prey.  The hunter uses camo, scent, height and crazy firearms (tricked out bows and highly technical guns) in order to shoot the animal.  If it were a 'sport,' the animal would have crazy, upgraded weapons too.

Anywho, Cabela's was it's own entity; a small city.

Tonight Wes, Nate and myself are going to be judges in a beer competition thinger I guess.  I've had my share of beer, both good and bad, but I am not ready to handle the pressure of judging others that know infinitely more about their hobby than do I.  The only advantage I have is maybe a little culinary and flavoring knowledge.  Even that though... they need to know in order to make a varied-from-the-box beer.  We shall see.  Hopefully it goes well.

Dark Knight wif da boi and then a wine/cheese/makeup/jewelry party tomorrow night at Cardinal Winery!!!! WEEE!