In Strasburg at the Pennsylvania Railroad Museum, Bob gave me pretty in-depth education on how to run a locomotive. There's a whole lot of knob turning and lever pulling. Not much button pushing. A lot of shovelling. Seems a LOT more satisfying than most dayjobs.

LOT of Friends. Tried to watch a lot of James Bond, but his mystique just isn't what it was, and listened to the soundtrack instead.

We had an awesome Magic: the Gathering night last Thursday. Richard came over and made INCREDIBLE chicken parmesan - savoury, lucious, moist, dripping, curving, cunningly Lovely.... sinful... // ahem, and we combined that with the typically poor gamer fare of chips and salsa and chips and dips and chips and cheese and a bit of hummus. I won perhaps more than I lost, I think. But a couple of the losses were truly painful. I feel that I handed out more ass than I recieved, but it was a rough night, and I was sore by the time we went our separate ways.