Its been a long two weeks.

Two weekends ago my high school friend Colin stopped to visit with his girlfriend. We did just about everything you can cram into a day and a half. Lunchanita's for dinner. Now that's Class for drinks and catch up. Next day was Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, West Side Market, lunch at the Great Lakes Brewery, frisbee golf at Sim's Park, relaxing and a few episodes of Its Always Sunny before going back out to a sports bar to watch the Monday night football game. All while I knew I was getting sick. So I spent Tuesday and Wednesday feeling sicker than I have in almost six years (I know it was about six years because that is when my appendix exploded). I was shivering and sweating at the same time. Lots of OJ and a little rest and I was back on my feet for the weekend almost recovered.

Friday I saw my friend Matt's band play out here at Happy Dog bar. Patrons of the Sweet is the band. It was awesome. Happy Dog serves tatter tots. Saturday I went to a funeral and then a three hour training. Sunday I did very little. Watched some football and ate pizza and napped. And Patrons of the Sweet. The slept in my living room (As did Colin and his girlfriend, and Shannon. Apparently its a nice place to crash, come to Cleveland and find out for yourself.). All three bands members snore. Each in their own distinct tone. I'm not saying I don't snore. I do, but three people snoring in unison, pretty impressive.

Monday I worked, ran home and changed the kitty litter, and then spent the evening hanging out with my friend Shannon. I haven't seen Shannon since we were in high school. How weird is that? We went out to eat and have a few drinks. Came back and played hours of UNO before I fell asleep. She claims she beat me, however she keeps score. Like points. No one keeps points in UNO. That's ridiculous and very non-Charpentier. But I let her have her petty victory.

And last night. I was in bed before ten. Awesome.

Whew. Alright time for work. I'll scan my drawings later tonight. Promise.