Veronica and i saw Manu Chao and Kinky at the Greek Theater on Friday evening. Kinky was good. Manu Chao probably would have been better if i'd been stoned like 90% of the rest of the audience. We had Top Dog for dinner before the show. Mmmm.

I finished washing the majority of Veronica's laundry on Saturday. Not that exciting.

I played some more FIFA World Cup 2006 online, and won my first match. I played as Brazil, and bested Italy. Unfortunately, my victory was tempered by the obvious fact that my opponent was probably about eight years old, as evidenced by his high voice and constant chatter. I scored my second goal to go ahead 2-nil on a cross into the box that found Adriano completely unmarked. When this happened, i heard a shrill cry of "ohhh nooooooo!" from my rival. He managed to even the scores at two however. I won on a late goal by Ronaldo, and felt a little ashamed to be pumping my fist screaming "YESSS!", celebrating a win over someone 25 years younger than me.

I spent most of Sunday at work reviewing grants in anticipation of the DoD review session in Virgina i will be attending this coming weekend. Again, not that exciting. I was worried after reviewing two of my six assigned proposals because i trashed both of them. I thought i might be being too harsh, but luckily proposal #3 was excellent and got my seal of approval. Veronica meanwhile painted our kitchen gold, and began painting over our yellow back room as she's lost enthusiasm for the previous color. We had dinner with Dionne at the Palo Alto Creamery as she had flown up to Oakland for work for the next few days.

On Monday i reviewed some more grants, but came home early to clean out the garage so our friend Jenz and her roommate Jocelyn could store the contents of their apartment in there. They've just ended their lease on their place in the Excelsior district in SF, but haven't found a new place and therefore need storage space. I used this opportunity to borrow V's cousin's truck to take four old mattresses, my sister's broken futon, a few discarded shower doors from our bathroom, and an old Ikea entertainment center to the dump, making yet more space for J and J. By 12:30am, no less than four different vehicles had dropped loads off at our garage (some of them more than once), filling it to near capacity. Luckily we left ourselves a few well chosen pathways in which to maneuver.