My weekend? yes. it was good.
Friday night I struggled with the Acclaim. It’s still jacked up in a pile of pieces in my garage… so it’s safe to say that my tinkering was not entirely successfuly. It turns out that the locking ring for the fuel pump is very rusted, and is not giving to my furious brass blows. Tonight I’m going to try and fully remove the gas tank instead of just lowering it. I’ve also decided to replace the old rubber crusted fuel lines. It only makes sense.
Saturday I hit up the worcester arcade with Mandy (DDR, it turns out, is fantastic), followed by my sisters wild birthday dinner in Providence (Happy Birthday T-rex!). We went to a Japanese steak house where they cooked in front of you in a fury of fire and wild knife slashing. Michelle was struck with a flying Lemon. Theresa took a bunch of pictures and everyone had a blast.
J.B. happened to be in town so he went with us out to dinner. He’s exactly the same and spent most of the evening trying to wig me out with sexual advances on my sister. He does get a few points for a stirring rendition of “You lost that Lovin’ Feelin”
Sunday I went skiing for the first time. that’s right Steven McFarland. I went skiing. I got a handle on the movements by the end of the day while Mandy spun circles around me on her snowboard. I had fun, but the entertainment to money ratio was a bit below that of rockclimbing. I suspect, however, that once I feel more confident stopping that my enjoyment of the sport will skyrocket.