The Weekend
The weekend started out with Happy Hour at Sasha’s house. Afterwards, I went to see Wolverine. (OK, fine. X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I enjoyed it*, but I believe there were some inconsistencies with the earlier/later films.

Saturday was the Race for the Cure. Now, I always enjoyed the Raleigh Race for the Cure, which went through a neighborhood. The neighborhood embraced it; there were always sprinklers, kids with SuperShooters, and usually there were singers in front of the church. Richmond? Different story. The walk started downtown (empty on a Saturday morning) and went down major roads through a mostly industrial area. Boring. Also, at the first water stop they had run out of water and the second had run out of cups. We were in the middle of the pack of walkers. After we’d crossed the second bridge (the Lee Bridge, heading towards downtown for anyone familiar with Richmond) there was a group of pro-lifers on the sidewalk. Their message? Abortion leads to breast cancer. Wha? Also, their posters had pictures of aborted fetuses. AT A FAMILY FRIENDLY EVENT. I moved close to the posters to help block them from view of the 8-10 year old girl walking near us. My friend thought I was going to argue with the protesters, but I pointed out that arguing with the ignorant is always an exercise in futility.

Sunday morning we went and saw Mommie Dearest. Yes, as a part of their “Movies and Mimosas” series, that is what the theater was playing on Mother’s Day. Some people brought their moms, which: awesome.
Went to the driving range later. Offered Apple sunblock, failed to put it on myself. So, wee bit of burnt. Lessons: Always wear sunblock. Also, go to the driving range more.

That night a friend of ours had a cookout (at which another friend asked me why I was there. I’ve since told him that he needs to not do such things.) so that we could all watch the History Channel’s Angels and Demons special together.

Yes, I do realize that makes us all dorks. But, we’re cool with that.

*Possibly because of copious amounts of nearly naked/naked Hugh Jackman plus Taylor Kitsch (clothed the entire time, but still: pretty.)