So, Bitter Guy, where you been?
Mar. 16th, 2006 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebitterguyA weekend precis:
Drove to ACB on Friday night for dinner with the parents, after picking up Cynra's anniversary present. I'd gotten her a Razr from the local Rogers store. She figured out that she was getting a new phone on the trip over (it was her third guess after backrub and something facetious) but it was still a surprise. Mostly.
You see, we got to the store behind two people, including a guy who seemed to be getting a schpiel for buying a load of stuff, and a guy who needed help clearing his text messages off his phone (oy).
Anyway, we get up to the desk and I say "I'm here to pick up my order." "Oh, Pink Razr?" Cynra's eyes light up. "She knew right?" "Oh, she knows now".
She enjoyed her gift significantly. Since we didn't bring along a camera, she used the phone to take many pictures.
The first night was a drive down to ACB, where Mater Bitter had a meal ready for us; even though we were three hours later than we wanted to be. This was my fault, as I'd been suffering through horrendous back pains for the past few days. I'd even lost feeling in my right arm, and for a while I contemplated not going to D&D on Thursday. It turned out I had an injured rhomboid (sp?) muscle, and the doctor at the clinic perscribed me an anti-inflamatory. Helped very much. Pater Bitter told me I could have just had some of his. That's love.
On Saturday we headed out to Montreal, where we were crashing with Tony, who's an old friend of mine from Kingston. Getting into town turned out to be a bit more troublesome than anticipated, since Google Maps and The City of Montreal differ on certain details ("were we supposed to exit here?" "It says Atwater Road, not Atwater St. Back on the autoroute!") We took in dinner at Santropol, and on Sunday took in the Biodome, where there were butterflies. Cynra took pictures of beetles humping in the Insectorium.
Dinner was at [Unknown site tag] and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bridgefiend's house, and finally got to meet the adorable TAZ.
We left Montreal eventually the next day, and arrived in Ottawa eventually (after having to loop back to a rest-stop for Cynra's purse). In Ottawa we were hosted by Wes, an associate from J-School. His wife was visiting family for the march break week, so we didn't get to see her. Monday night was dinner and relaxation ; Wes and Cynra both enjoy Coronation St, so they gazed in wild wonder on a book she'd turned down the chance to buy a week earlier that went over the history of the series. I read an old TORG book I found at my parents, the last one of that series to leave the old homestead.
On Tuesday, we went out for dinner with Janet, Cindy's maid of honour and comic book person. Lunch at one of the Mexicali Rosa's franchises that dot the Ottawa cityscape (I had the corn thingies. Not as good as I remember). Afterwards, it was off to the War Museum. Man, that place is a two day visit, easy. I jokingly said that we'd take in the War of 1812 and the Boer War, but it was close. We took in the special exhibit of was propoganda, which was interesting; I was thinking I'd like to pick up a few of those posters for home display, particularly The Coloured Man is No Slacker). Then, off to section 1, War in Canada from prehistoric times to the Fenian Invasions. When we finished that, I checked hte time and made a decision. We could either start WW I & The Boer War orrrr... Go see the tanks.
Tanks it was!
If you look at the top picture in there, I think that'smr_weasel's exploding tank. Hee hee.
It was quite fun. Apparently the Leopards are modfied off of Panzers. I did not know.
My favourite bit? Pointing to undersea anti-ship munitions and asking Cynra "are those yours? No? Well of course not! They're mines!"
Wa wa waaaaaaah.
Afterwards, off to see Beowulf & Grendel (Grendel is no gentle-troll! He does not provide a reacharound!) and dinner at the mayflower (five alarm hamburger, which was tasty, although 3 alarms at best). Continues to work on Wes to accept that the Simpsons is still good, but it was difficult. An argument that's been ongoing for a decade now.
Then, home after stopping off at ACB for steak and rice and beans. All in all, a good trip, and gas costs were less than $100.
Drove to ACB on Friday night for dinner with the parents, after picking up Cynra's anniversary present. I'd gotten her a Razr from the local Rogers store. She figured out that she was getting a new phone on the trip over (it was her third guess after backrub and something facetious) but it was still a surprise. Mostly.
You see, we got to the store behind two people, including a guy who seemed to be getting a schpiel for buying a load of stuff, and a guy who needed help clearing his text messages off his phone (oy).
Anyway, we get up to the desk and I say "I'm here to pick up my order." "Oh, Pink Razr?" Cynra's eyes light up. "She knew right?" "Oh, she knows now".
She enjoyed her gift significantly. Since we didn't bring along a camera, she used the phone to take many pictures.
The first night was a drive down to ACB, where Mater Bitter had a meal ready for us; even though we were three hours later than we wanted to be. This was my fault, as I'd been suffering through horrendous back pains for the past few days. I'd even lost feeling in my right arm, and for a while I contemplated not going to D&D on Thursday. It turned out I had an injured rhomboid (sp?) muscle, and the doctor at the clinic perscribed me an anti-inflamatory. Helped very much. Pater Bitter told me I could have just had some of his. That's love.
On Saturday we headed out to Montreal, where we were crashing with Tony, who's an old friend of mine from Kingston. Getting into town turned out to be a bit more troublesome than anticipated, since Google Maps and The City of Montreal differ on certain details ("were we supposed to exit here?" "It says Atwater Road, not Atwater St. Back on the autoroute!") We took in dinner at Santropol, and on Sunday took in the Biodome, where there were butterflies. Cynra took pictures of beetles humping in the Insectorium.
Dinner was at [Unknown site tag] and
bridgefiend's house, and finally got to meet the adorable TAZ. We left Montreal eventually the next day, and arrived in Ottawa eventually (after having to loop back to a rest-stop for Cynra's purse). In Ottawa we were hosted by Wes, an associate from J-School. His wife was visiting family for the march break week, so we didn't get to see her. Monday night was dinner and relaxation ; Wes and Cynra both enjoy Coronation St, so they gazed in wild wonder on a book she'd turned down the chance to buy a week earlier that went over the history of the series. I read an old TORG book I found at my parents, the last one of that series to leave the old homestead.
On Tuesday, we went out for dinner with Janet, Cindy's maid of honour and comic book person. Lunch at one of the Mexicali Rosa's franchises that dot the Ottawa cityscape (I had the corn thingies. Not as good as I remember). Afterwards, it was off to the War Museum. Man, that place is a two day visit, easy. I jokingly said that we'd take in the War of 1812 and the Boer War, but it was close. We took in the special exhibit of was propoganda, which was interesting; I was thinking I'd like to pick up a few of those posters for home display, particularly The Coloured Man is No Slacker). Then, off to section 1, War in Canada from prehistoric times to the Fenian Invasions. When we finished that, I checked hte time and made a decision. We could either start WW I & The Boer War orrrr... Go see the tanks.
Tanks it was!
If you look at the top picture in there, I think that's
mr_weasel's exploding tank. Hee hee. It was quite fun. Apparently the Leopards are modfied off of Panzers. I did not know.
My favourite bit? Pointing to undersea anti-ship munitions and asking Cynra "are those yours? No? Well of course not! They're mines!"
Wa wa waaaaaaah.
Afterwards, off to see Beowulf & Grendel (Grendel is no gentle-troll! He does not provide a reacharound!) and dinner at the mayflower (five alarm hamburger, which was tasty, although 3 alarms at best). Continues to work on Wes to accept that the Simpsons is still good, but it was difficult. An argument that's been ongoing for a decade now.
Then, home after stopping off at ACB for steak and rice and beans. All in all, a good trip, and gas costs were less than $100.
