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Weekend, semi-condensed: (just add like a half cup of water or something)

Friday: Left work at 10:30a, still managed over 40 hours for the week cuz I rock. Went home, took dog to kennel, met up with Lowns eventually, drove to Carbondale in stupid-ass rain. Met Camp-Davie at Quattro's pizza, so fuggin good. Drove to Herrin, IL for Herrinfest. Got rained on. Watched crappy-singer 80s cover band.

Drove back. Drank at The Cellar. So cheap. Got plowed despite being very tired. Fell asleep.

Saturday: Wine trails after Panera. Lots of wine. I don't really care for wine that much, but whatever. I drove. Couple neat places, but after about the 6th stop, I was tired and sick of wine. Oh... this one new winery was completely awesome, but very non-winery (supa commercial and over the top, not personal at all)...but it was cool:


Those taps in the back have Sangria in them, kinda neat.

Made it back to Cdale/hotel. Swam in what was probably a 50* pool at the Days. Refreshing! Got dressed, headed to this really, really nice (esp. for Cdale) cafe joint. Jazz quartet rockin some Coltrane in the basement. $5.50 awesome martinis. (yay cdale) Scallops, awesome steaks and other awesomeness abounded. Met hit Callahan's, which has the coolest fuggin library-style bar in the history of the world:

The ladder is on rollers just like a stacks ladder. Sweet. Awesome selection. Macallan 12 was $10, but for an enormous amount. Drinking in Cdale remains cheap. While there, we met up with some of Helen's peeps. Made our way over to Pinch Penny for crappy college cover band action, more cheap beer, and massive amounts of people watching. Very good times. Closed the joint down with enough time to walk through the liquor store and buy stuff we had no biz buying. Went across Grand, rocked the bagel from Winston, grabbed a ($3.50) cab for 4 back to the hotel. So cheap. Drank one tiny Coors Light (8 oz beer, why?), before passing out on Ellen's ass (literally) at 2:30 or 3.

Sunday: Woke up amazingly non-hungover. Breakfast at Harbaugh's, then a 1.5 hour trip home cuz I rule at driving when it's dry out. Watched movies or something. Took a nap at 4. Woke up at 8. Went back to bed at 11. Oops, day gone.

Monday: Woke up early. Watched a couple episodes of the Real Deal, then got wild hair up collective asses to actually finish a project. I finally finished hanging the doors to the closet in our bedroom, and Ellen randomly decided to paint. No mo mustard yellow, which was completley awesome for a spare bedroom/office, notsomuch for a master. While she was doing that I made 890 trips to Home Depot for very expensive pine 1x4s to re-do the door mouldings that were that shitty plyboard shoe style on 2 doors to match the rest of the "craftsman-style" moldings on everything else. Bought sweet-ass Rigid miter saw (finally) to help with my santiy during the project. Came out completely awesome. All my measurements were dead-on, and the laser-thingy helped make the cuts perfecto. Put the room back togehter, watched tivo'd price-is-right million-dollar spectacular, passed the fuck out. Still need to do a few more coats of white on the above-closet doors, then need to paint the new mouldings and the inside of the bedroom/attic doors, and it's fuggin done. Whew.