Wow. Kansas. Wow.
Since Friday we’ve been hangin and bangin in Salina, Kansas. We’re in town for Erin’s stepbrother Mark’s wedding. We took the red-eye Thursday night into Kansas City (which some people may not realize is not in Kansas) and then drove 3+ hours to Salina. Lots of farmland. Flat farmland. I thought Wisconsin was the king of farmland, but now I realize it is merely a duke or a count. Possibly not even in the court.
The wedding was awesome. It was held in a church that was converted into a blues concert hall/recording studio. Mark worked there for several years and it was (and still is) a big part of his life. During the ceremony there were three performances (one of them a surprise) by some great blues musicians. One would think that the blues are not particularly suited to weddings, but the songs were fantastic and I had a really good time. I’m looking to buy a CD of Harry Hypolite. Harry also played at the reception, and it was great.
Don’t ever eat at Coach’s Sports Bar in Salina. They do have PBR on tap, though.
I got a great voice mail from Ewaz last night. He’s 29 years old now (older than Springer!) and he was drunko at the Irish Pub. Timmer’s cell phone cut out when he was trying to tell me his birthday whazz score, so I can’t report on that just yet. It sounds like he had fun. He reported that he was sad that “you, your fucking wife, GMC, and the MAAAAADD scientist” couldn’t be there to share the fun and excitement. HAPPY BIRFDAY, EWAZ!
Packers play Indy today, and I took them +6. I hope they rebound after last week’s embarassment against the Bears. I guess we’re going to some special Packer bar in the middle of Kansas to watch the game, which should be great.
I haven’t heard anything since the Century Club supposedly went down in California, but I got a voice mail from Judd to call him. I’m gonna call after I save this to see what happened.
About it for now. Free wireless access in your hotel room is great.
–whazz on
News Flash: Moneypenny’s Are Moving
Wow. My parents are moving. It’s weird to realize that the house I lived in for years and years is getting sold. The new house my parents are buying is located out in Franksville in a new subdivision across the street from Gifford School (out Mr. Ertl’s way I guess).
So I wonder if it will still be The Place for Day After Christmas. I also wonder how weird its gonna be for me to go back home the first time after they move in.
So, for xmas & holidays are we still hosting the pre-out Day After Christmas party a way out in Franksville? Eenteresting.
Keep me posted,
zachery
—–Original Message—–
From: Sue Moneypenny [mailto:smoneypenny@racinemarriott.com]
Sent: Wednesday, June 02, 2004 2:04 PM
To: Zachery Moneypenny
Subject: Home for Sale
Dear Zach,
How was your long 3 day holiday weekend? Dad said something about a drunk guy in your house…. Did Erin have a nice girls weekend away?
We had a nice time in Elizabeth. Helped Grandma with some cooking and cleaning. It rained the entire time we were there, we had our hands full just keeping Kailey entertained. We took her over and shower her the chickens at Jim’s house in a desperate attempt to amuse her, it worked!!
Well, it is official, we signed a contract for the house that you saw with us and tonight we are signing with a realtor to put our house up for sale….it is scary…..and exciting, but right now more scary….we have to sell it in 45 days…..I woke up with a gigantic headache this morning, and I never get headaches…just thinking about what we have to do and preparing for the open house and eventual move….wish us lots of luck…..
We gave Erma away to the Humane Society…..it was hard, but we have to get rid of the cat smell and we didn’t want to take her with us to the new home. Ashley was nice enough to do it and I know it was hard, but it is done.
That is all for now….we will keep you posted on what is happening…
Love, MOM
Weirdness abounds. Check back for more updates.
–whazz on
