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Nahh, it’s not funneh!

We ended up seeing Steel and the Surgeon twice recently, which involved some of the best focaccia I’d ever had. Plus, some light pranking.

I’ve got skoool

Saw Steel and the Surgeon twice already since we got back.

The first time was an impromptu trip down to Chinatown to get some Vietnamese with alla our families.

We took over half the restaurant.

Afterwards, we walked over to the local park, where my kid promptly met some kids and engaged in a soccer match with them.

The Surgeon took alla the kids out to the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory afterwards where the kids all had the usual flavours while the adults had stuff like ginger green tea and spicy chili.

Him: Wait, they’re outta the spicy chili.
Me: Who on earth is ordering spicy chili ice cream?!
Him: Obviously people are, Logan.
Me: (grumble)

The kid was pleased with his loot.

Later on that week, we met up again at the Surgeon’s pad where I brought some food over but Steel made honest-to-god the best focaccia I’d ever eaten.

Sara: God, I’m so full but I can’t stop eating this.
Me: Me neither.
Steel: I thought you don’t eat carbs.
Me: I don’t.
Steel: Clearly, that’s not true.

I had so many that I went into a carb coma.

The rum probably didn’t help.

They did not let this oppotunity pass.

Surgeon’s daughter: That’s mean!
Steel: Before digital cameras, we woulda painted his face.
Me: This is true. As it goes, this isn’t that bad.

It really isn’t.

Location: back in grade school, evidently
Mood: amused
Music: I got you tattooed on my skin (Spotify)
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