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austin at best buy 3:35pm 5/9/2005  

On Saturday i headed up to the city with Veronica to give her hand at work. Afterwards we headed over to Best Buy so i could pick up a 1GB USB jump drive (rapidly becoming a necessity for me at work). Although we left empty handed as i knew i could find them online for less than the $110 Best Buy wanted, we spotted a decidedly British Mini Cooper in the parking lot, complete with personalized license plate. No International Men of Mystery to be seen, though.

It's my happening baby, and it freaks me out!

The rest of the weekend was fairly low key. After returning to Redwood City on Saturday afternoon, we decided to take the dogs over to a park a few miles from our house. They were in rapture. Tara is definitely gunning for the alpha dog spot, always muscling the otherwise laid back Pepe out of the way when he discovers something she thinks she should be interested in. I would walk Pepe at a leisurely pace, but if he got in front of the "white she devil" as Veronica calls her, Tara would try to force him back. Pepe met a big black labradoodle and was reasonably friendly, but Tara tried to pounce on it when given an introduction. Other than those follies our two demons merrily romped around the grass, sniffing and marking territory. We sat down for a while to watch a youth soccer game. The kids, who looked somewhere around 9 or 10, actually had some decent skills. The team wearing West Brom-esque kits executed several nice attacking moves, one in particular where a wing player pushed the ball around a defender, ran onto it, and centered to a striker who slotted past the keeper. One rather portly striker tended to use his mass a bit too much, throwing elbows and pushing kids off the ball. I started to get a little vocal towards the end, worrying Veronica over what might happen should i get involved in our kids' sports.

On Sunday we headed to Buca di Beppo for a relaxed Mother's Day dinner with my parents and sister Hilary and boyfriend Jeff. Following that, V and i came home and i chilled out in front of the tv with a cup of coffee, watching the latest episodes of Family Guy and American Dad, while V caught up on some more Arthur Beren work. I'm also getting more and more engrossed in Half Life 2 ... what a freaking awesome game.

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