Reggie and I went out to Beth and Paul’s house for the weekend. Sam and Murphy did the same.

It was a great time, and we did a whole lot of nothing. Well, the boys played their hearts out. We ate. Beth prepared some amazing food.  Her lamb was amazing, and the fillets were incredibly well seasoned and perfectly cooked.

I took some pictures, and I can’t wait to see Paul’s pictures. Mine can be found on my flickr page.

Tomorrow it’s back to work. Above all else, I’m really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed tonight.

My car has a tire that feels like it’s out of balance. There are only 1500 miles on that car, so I’m going to take her into the dealership on Wednesday morning and see what they can tell me.

One of the things I love about San Francisco is that I have a few good friends and a ton of memories here.

One of the things I hate about San Francisco is the abundance of homeless people who will get in your face while trying to scam money from you.

I had dinner at the Bagdad Cafe (complete with Desert Fries) with my friend Allan tonight. We’ve known each other for at least ten years now. I saw him today for the first time in about four years. He hasn’t changed a bit. We had a blast. I’m sure he’ll have some pictures posted on his blog. You’ll find some in my Flickr account with the San Francisco tag.

Then I met up with Ian at 440 Castro for a few drinks. His new boyfriend is hot. Ian has always known how to pick them. I’ll probably run into them tomorrow at some point, too.

Anyway, I’m tired and feeling like an old man. I must get some sleep.

New Year’s Eve was fun, and a bit interesting. There was someone at the party who breathed as loud as Reggie. The problem is that he’s human. It took everything I had not to laugh at him. But I had to remain polite. And then there was the terribly attractive man with the boyfriend who didn’t want to come and the incredibly cute guy who had a boyfriend but chose to join us instead of going to Maine…

Riding the T was another story…. One trip, three incidents. Here are the bullet points so I can write about them later….

1. My CharlieCard didn’t let me on the train right away. There is a delay in the system.
2. The broken door on the B-line train.
3. The red line train that stopped three times in a tunnel on the way to Alwife.

Anyway, it’s late and I’m tired. 2007 will be better than 2006.

To all of you who read my blog reguarly, Happy New Year!

One of my guilty pleasures is country music. Don’t ask me why. It just is. It always has been. I have a big wet spot in my pants for Kenny Chesney.

Tonight, I was poking around my hard drive and came across Collin Raye’s “I Can Still Feel You”. It always reminds me of Josh.

With Blanche’s loss of Bob, I started looking for pictures of Domino, my dalmatian. She’s been gone a little over two years now, and we still miss her something fierce.

We got Domino when I was a junior in high school. She always slept at the foot of my bed. Even when I was away at school and my parents kept my bedroom door closed, she slept in front of that door. After college, Domino started sleeping at the foot of my parents’ bed—unless I was there. Then she slept at the foot of my bed. My mom fed her, but Domino was MY dog.

Domino was our protector. Nobody got near the house without her alerting us. She was especially protective of Sarah. You can tell by the pictures that the day we brought Sarah home from the hospital, Domino knew that she had work ahead of her. If Sarah was in her crib in the dining room at my parents’ house and start to fuss while we were in the living room, she would stand in the doorway and bark, letting us know that Sarah was in distress.

And then there was the time Domino and I were playing in the living room. We were getting pretty rough. My mom yelled at both of us to settle down. Domino, always the one to get the last word, walked around behind me and pissed on my head. Yeah, she won that battle. My dad still laughs to the point of tears with that one.

Oh, to give reference to the pictures, Sarah is now seven.

Reggie and I went to PetSmart tonight to get his nails clipped. He was not impressed. We had to do it tonight because I have a lot going on this weekend.

Tomorrow, my friend Chris and I are going to see a production of Jesus Christ Superstar. I know nothing about the show nor the music other than it’s an Andrew Lloyd Webber show.  Tomorrow night, I have a few things I have to do before my trip.

Sunday, I’m meeting up with Sam and Murphy at Beth and Paul’s house. We’re going to have dinner and finally met Sam’s new man. Beth is making lamb, I hear. Sunday night, Sam will be taking Reggie with her back to Hartfort while I’m away. Oh, I’m going to miss the little shit. But he’s going to have a great time playing with Murphy. If you’re a regular reader of Reggie’s blog, rest assured that Sam will be updating with stories and pictures.  It’s mostly for my benefit.

It’s getting cold here. My furnace is set at 64 and it kicked on a little earlier. AMaybe it’ll snow soon.

It’s starting to get colder. Today, if you weren’t in the sun, it was outright chilly here. It won’t be too long before the snow falls.

Friday night, I had dinner with Mike. We ate at Picco in the south end, one of my favorite places to eat. We talked about doing something today, too, but I haven’t heard from him yet. We went back to his place and started watching a movie. I fell asleep curled up next to him. That was kind of nice.  I was really tired from the previous night’s work outing. After heading home, I just crashed.

Saturday, Reggie and I got up and did a few things around the house before heading to Beth and Paul’s house for their housewarming party. We had a really good time. Sam and Murphy came up from Hartford, and the boys played like they usually do. We’ve come to the realization that Murphy is more vocal than the rest of the gang and that Sam has zero sense of direction. She got very lost on her way home, making two seriously wrong decisions. I’ll let her live it down sometime in the distant future.

Today has been a lazy day. Really, I haven’t done jack. My first attempt at productivity was to go to Target and pick up some more k-cup coffee, but they only had a darker roast that I don’t care for. I have an order in with Green Mountain that should ship tomorrow, and I can wait a few days.

Another attempt at productivity came in the form of going to the grocery store. The people at this grocery store on Sundays never cease to amuse me. The crazy old guy that yelled at everybody was a hoot.

Since I picked up a few things to take my lunch to work tomorroww, I’m taking another stab at some potato salad. After that comes a load or two of laundry.

Finally, I have a new version of Expression Engine to install on my site. This is going from 1.4.2 to 1.50. Maybe I’ll wait a few weeks to see if other people have any issues. Then again, my photo upload function is broken, and I hope this fixes it.

While I was having a miserable night, Reggie was having a great time. More on Pauls’ blog.

I’m so used to Reggie being at my feet at night. Every time I’d roll over, I’d panic because he wasn’t at my feet. I’ve learned to roll delicately as to not kick Reggie out of bed. So when he wasn’t there, it was a very strange feeling.

Today was fun. I went with Beth and Paul to Dave and Liz’s house. Dave and Rita were there, too. Much food was consumed. I totally gorged on Liz’s cilantro potato salad. It was incredible. My fruit crumble was good, although it was a bit… moist. Had I baked it today, it may not have been so bad. But since I baked it last night, the crumble topping had time to absorb some of the juice from the fruit. Making this with peaches was a great idea, although they’re a bitch to peel.

Anyway… it’s been a long day and I’m tired. The database maintenance ran just about 12 hours.

I’m off to bed.

I went shopping today with Beth. She drove us around in her new Scion xB. It’s not a bad ride. Reggie stayed at her house and played with Buddy and Brutus.

While at the grocery store, we ran into our friend Liz. I hadn’t seen her in almost a year. It was good to catch up a bit.

After shopping, Paul’s parents came back from their Canadian excursion, and then Paul came home from work. We grilled a few steaks out on the grill, and they were fabulous.

Now Reggie and I are home, and I have all kinds of yummy foods in the fridge.

Tomorrow, my goals are 1) laundry 2) cleaning out the fridge 3) taking Reggie to get his nails clipped and perhaps a bath 4) doing some work work and 5) cooking meals for next week, including the salmon I bought today from the very hot guy behind the fish counter.

Anyway, it’s time for bed.