A Trio of Moose, and Salsa Dancing too

During our drive to the beach on Saturday, we encountered a trio of Moose. The first was a car with a bumper sticker declaring the vehicle's owner to be "Cool as a Moose". The second were a pair of giant (like, ten feet tall) rubber moose strapped to a flatbed trailer, pulled by a van, crossing over to la Belle Province. Not sure where they were going, but they were a funny thing to see soaring above you (dem moose are big). The third was a carved wooden moose in Quebec; its moose-status was debated but it was definitely aiming for 'moose' (it missed, but that's what it was trying for).

Beach time with Dougly, the Chinese Ball of Chaos (henceforth 'CBC'), Toronto Kev and M&L. We didn't actually get into the water, because it was a little chilly and the water was infested with a rash-inducing parasite so you could only swim for ten minutes or so anyway, but it was great weather for lounging around and shooting the breeze. Then back to Dougly's dad's place where Izzy met up with us, and we cooked a giant meal of steaks (and veggie burgers for those so inclined), corn on the cob, roast zucchini ... mmm. I cooked the steaks and I think I did a pretty good job, although the CBC only ate half of hers. (She had seconds of potato salad, though.)

Then cheesecake.

We filled the fridge with beer. I pointed out that there was no such thing as too much beer, just enough, or not enough. I would definitely characterize our beer supply as 'sufficient'.

While at the beer store, getting said beer, some dickweed walked off with a six-pack. He had ordered a six of something I'd also ordered a six of, and the fine staff of the Beer Store were running a little slow in handling the rush. When the beer starts rolling out, there's two six-packs of what I ordered, and this guy grabs both and heads out. I don't know what he ordered, so I just shrug and go back to waiting. Turns out that he only paid for one of those. Not much of a problem for me, I just had to wait an extra minute while they sent my beer out, but I was surprised and saddened at the spectacle. Taking another man's beer, that's low.

When we were at the beach, there was a large group of people who had set up by some picnic tables not too far from us. They kept playing salsa music and salsa dancing to it. Picture two dozen or so people, all salsa dancing at the beach. They even did that thing where they all salsa dance in a circle and keep trading off partners. Clearly they practiced often so that they'd be on the ball when they were doing it for real ... at the beach.

Who the hell goes to the beach to salsa dance? Wierdos, that's who.

Today was cleaning up the house day. That, and sitting on my ass and playing Civ 4 Warlords day.

My lovely wife found a gadget that I must have, while looking through the flyers. You know those coffee cup heater pads that you can get for your desk? It's one of those, but it connects to your computer via USB, and has a USB hub built into the base of the heater. Rock on.