weekend wrapup
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lagilmanI am home. I am *splat* But it's a good splat...
Saturday was being meerkat-about-town with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
neadods and maureen_the_mad, neither of whom I get to see anywhere near enough. So that was lovely. Then I went over to a T-Mobile store where I got to play with my new phone (yes, I've made my choice) and then it was out to the wilds of New Jersey with M, for prime rib that couldn't be beat with quarkwiz and her P. Woke at Eeek Ack Emma with two cats not my own cuddled at hip and toes, staggered about like a half-awake thing, and then headed out for a day of tailgating and GIANTS!
We got to the stadium around 8:30, set up shop, and partied with the rest of the regulars until it was time to go in for the game Now, quarkwiz had informed us, over dinner, that she had sparkling wine at home -- "some bottle someone gave them, I'm sure it's fine." M and I were dubious, and talked them into picking up some inexpensive cava instead. Get home, check her "sparkling for mimosas..." and I guess my expression was something to behold. "This? You wanted to use THIS for mimosas?"
"This" being a bottle of Perrier-Jouët Grand Brut. (Q - that bottle retails for about $40. Please drink responsibly!)
The seats were amazing -- lower level, around the 10 yard line, row 8. A perfect football day -- chilly, sunny, and just enough wind to make things interesting. The game was infuriating, exhilarating, amazing, and a hashmark in the Win column. All good. (and the peewees who got a chance to play at halftime were adorable, and clearly having the time of their lives, having a stadium full of people cheer them on).
Unfortunately, I'm sad to report that the Niner fans did not cover themselves in glory -- security had to remove several people from the end zone seats, and the troopers had to come down once when a fan took a swing at a security guard (this is a Very Very Bad thing to Do). We also had a mixed couple (she was a Giant fan, he was a Niners fan) next to us who were a) sloppy drunk, b) prone to bad behavior (including him simulating sex acts on his girlfriend's lap, to everyone's dismay (not only was it rude and annoying, there were small kids present). Words were exchanged, his girlfriend apologized for him, and the guy stalked off, leaving us to enjoy the rest of the game unmolested. However, as we left, the guy was waiting -- having told security that M (who is a Big Dude) had threatened him. Thankfully, his girlfriend said "he did not!" and given the choice between believing a sober Giant fan vs a drunk Niners fan whose own girlfriend didn't back up his story.... Yeah. Man, I wish I'd followed my first instinct and texted security to say that a drunk fan was being lewd and making me feel threatened."
And then on the bus home, we sat near an older brother and sister who were the Scary kind of people -- the first thing I heard her say was "if a woman's in a bad relationship and she puts her trust in her husband and he puts his trust in Jesus, Jesus as the leader of the relationship will take care of them both." Further discussion was of the "God will provide if you just think good thought and do what you're supposed to do" sort. Worse than all that, though, was the way they spoke of a half-heard bit of half-information -- "there's a cure for Alzheimer's" -- and took it as Proven Fact without wondering if there was more to the story, or doing any kind of thinking/reading on the topic. For sale: two brains, barely used.
Anyway. Am home. Am splat. Tomorrow the work thing starts up again.
Saturday was being meerkat-about-town with
neadods and maureen_the_mad, neither of whom I get to see anywhere near enough. So that was lovely. Then I went over to a T-Mobile store where I got to play with my new phone (yes, I've made my choice) and then it was out to the wilds of New Jersey with M, for prime rib that couldn't be beat with quarkwiz and her P. Woke at Eeek Ack Emma with two cats not my own cuddled at hip and toes, staggered about like a half-awake thing, and then headed out for a day of tailgating and GIANTS!We got to the stadium around 8:30, set up shop, and partied with the rest of the regulars until it was time to go in for the game Now, quarkwiz had informed us, over dinner, that she had sparkling wine at home -- "some bottle someone gave them, I'm sure it's fine." M and I were dubious, and talked them into picking up some inexpensive cava instead. Get home, check her "sparkling for mimosas..." and I guess my expression was something to behold. "This? You wanted to use THIS for mimosas?"
"This" being a bottle of Perrier-Jouët Grand Brut. (Q - that bottle retails for about $40. Please drink responsibly!)
The seats were amazing -- lower level, around the 10 yard line, row 8. A perfect football day -- chilly, sunny, and just enough wind to make things interesting. The game was infuriating, exhilarating, amazing, and a hashmark in the Win column. All good. (and the peewees who got a chance to play at halftime were adorable, and clearly having the time of their lives, having a stadium full of people cheer them on).
Unfortunately, I'm sad to report that the Niner fans did not cover themselves in glory -- security had to remove several people from the end zone seats, and the troopers had to come down once when a fan took a swing at a security guard (this is a Very Very Bad thing to Do). We also had a mixed couple (she was a Giant fan, he was a Niners fan) next to us who were a) sloppy drunk, b) prone to bad behavior (including him simulating sex acts on his girlfriend's lap, to everyone's dismay (not only was it rude and annoying, there were small kids present). Words were exchanged, his girlfriend apologized for him, and the guy stalked off, leaving us to enjoy the rest of the game unmolested. However, as we left, the guy was waiting -- having told security that M (who is a Big Dude) had threatened him. Thankfully, his girlfriend said "he did not!" and given the choice between believing a sober Giant fan vs a drunk Niners fan whose own girlfriend didn't back up his story.... Yeah. Man, I wish I'd followed my first instinct and texted security to say that a drunk fan was being lewd and making me feel threatened."
And then on the bus home, we sat near an older brother and sister who were the Scary kind of people -- the first thing I heard her say was "if a woman's in a bad relationship and she puts her trust in her husband and he puts his trust in Jesus, Jesus as the leader of the relationship will take care of them both." Further discussion was of the "God will provide if you just think good thought and do what you're supposed to do" sort. Worse than all that, though, was the way they spoke of a half-heard bit of half-information -- "there's a cure for Alzheimer's" -- and took it as Proven Fact without wondering if there was more to the story, or doing any kind of thinking/reading on the topic. For sale: two brains, barely used.
Anyway. Am home. Am splat. Tomorrow the work thing starts up again.
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Date: 2008-10-20 01:29 am (UTC)Sorry about your crappy seat neighbours. :-/ This is what happens when you let Them sit with Us, eh? ::ducking:: And how weird about the bus trip! For all I know, that might be the usual behaviour. I tend to pop in my earbuds and shut out the world when I'm on the bus, so am antisocial enough to be a lousy guide as per habits of other passengers. Hope the bus didn't show up too late. Did parking pass people keep mobbing the area?
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Date: 2008-10-20 06:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-20 12:15 pm (UTC)BTW, tell Himself that P-J goes really well with dry-rub ribs. *adjuts halo*
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Date: 2008-10-20 10:54 am (UTC)Oh, those people on the bus - they're the kind that make me want to chew concrete in fury.
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Date: 2008-10-20 12:13 pm (UTC)It's just... Willful Ignorance is one of my hot buttons, yeah.