{"id":32,"date":"2004-05-17T09:51:46","date_gmt":"2004-05-17T14:51:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/?p=32"},"modified":"2004-05-17T09:51:46","modified_gmt":"2004-05-17T14:51:46","slug":"108480886458463827","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/108480886458463827\/","title":{"rendered":"108480886458463827"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Another weekend gone, but it was well spent.&nbsp; Friday night we went to the Royal&#8217;s game.&nbsp; The game itself kind of stunk, but it was fun; good, cheap entertainment.&nbsp; The fireworks were awesome too.&nbsp; We&#8217;ve got season tickets with the Martin&#8217;s, so next time we go on a Friday night I&#8217;m taking my camera.&nbsp; Probably won&#8217;t get any good pictures of the fireworks, as my camera seems to have issues focusing in the dark, but I&#8217;ll give it a try.<\/p>\n<p>Saturday we went up North to Jeremy&#8217;s (Doni&#8217;s nephew) graduation party.&nbsp; Ate too much, but it was a good time.&nbsp; Of course the guest of honor was gone the whole time, but that&#8217;s to be expected.&nbsp; Dang kids, what can you do.&nbsp; That night, I went to a bachelor party for one James Munkirs.&nbsp; Ahhhhh, yes, proof positive that you&#8217;re never too old to find that special somebody.&nbsp; Sigh.&nbsp; It wasn&#8217;t so much a &#8220;bachelor party&#8221; in the true sense; we&#8217;re too old and wise for that.&nbsp; More of just a &#8220;gathering&#8221; at Paddy O&#8217;Quigley&#8217;s at 119th and Roe.&nbsp; Yes, I went &#8220;out there.&#8221;&nbsp; What the heck, it was a special occasion.&nbsp; I made it up until the karaoke started.&nbsp; Eeesh.&nbsp; Plus, Doni kept calling me screaming, something about a bat flying around in the house.&nbsp; I figured there was likely no truth to her rantings, probably just a large moth or maybe a sparrow.&nbsp; Just in case though, Todd and I went to the Brooksider and hung out for a few more hours.&nbsp; Why take chances.<\/p>\n<p>Sunday afternoon, as I was making my lunch, there was a loud ruckus upstairs.&nbsp; Investigation showed that we did indeed have a bat in the house.&nbsp; Big fella too; wing span of about six feet, and two-inch fangs.&nbsp; If I&#8217;m exaggerating, it&#8217;s because my perspective was skewed by sheer terror.&nbsp; I don&#8217;t think I am though, this thing was huge.&nbsp; Very aggressive too, and almost certainly rabid.&nbsp; We did manage to open all the doors before retreating to the safety of the kitchen to plot our defense.&nbsp; After several minutes, the most rational plan I could come up with was to ram my car through the west wall of the house.&nbsp; Surely the resulting hole would leave plenty of room for the evil creature to escape, as well as provide us with additional living space.&nbsp; After properly arming myself with a broom, I headed out to get my car keys.&nbsp; Upon entering the living room, however, the bat was nowhere to be found.&nbsp; So far he hasn&#8217;t made any repeat appearances; either he flew out the door or he&#8217;s hiding behind a picture or something, waiting to pounce.&nbsp; At this point we are considering just abandoning the house and letting the bank take it, bat and all.&nbsp; We were so shook up over the whole incident that we had to go sit on the deck at the Brooksider for the remainder of the afternoon.&nbsp; About six or so, we headed over to Susan&#8217;s for the weekly &#8220;Sopranos&#8221; party.&nbsp; I don&#8217;t care for the show so much, but we have dinner and lively banter, so it&#8217;s something to look forward to.&nbsp; We had tacos last night; good stuff.&nbsp; The show itself got thumbs down from everybody.&nbsp; It was a tad too bizarre.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another weekend gone, but it was well spent.&nbsp; Friday night we went to the Royal&#8217;s game.&nbsp; The game itself kind of stunk, but it was fun; good, cheap entertainment.&nbsp; The fireworks were awesome too.&nbsp; We&#8217;ve got season tickets with the Martin&#8217;s, so next time we go on a Friday night I&#8217;m taking my camera.&nbsp; 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