Rally, Harry and Firefighters...
So I'm up at around 6pm. I'd figure to put the blame on those hoots rallying in my backyard attempting to oust the president, but I've been up at around this time a few days now. Maybe its biological. Or nature calling which i guess would BE biological. Or maybe the thought of wanting to finish those damn Harry Potter books in preparation for the next one that's being released this Saturday. (note to self: try to remember and find that receipt for advance reservation of Harry Potter book. Good luck!) And it has been our (Helen and mine) personal project to plan some kind of surprise shindig for her brother dearest, kohai/padawan apprentice to me, Kenji's Bday. So we've run down some leads on party venues and it looks like we'll end up with Firefighters (that cool place with the buffalo wings.) instead of the pool houses (Sigh. And the wet Tshirt party idea fades away.). It looks like a good deal though. Our contact said he'd email the details so we'll see. We'll see. So the trip to Firefighters was a good excuse to satisfy one of Helen's hunger cravings of late, KFC. (which is right beside.) One of these days I'll come to ask about her affinity for cooked poultry...