{"id":774,"date":"2010-09-07T08:50:19","date_gmt":"2010-09-07T13:50:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/?p=774"},"modified":"2010-09-07T08:56:14","modified_gmt":"2010-09-07T13:56:14","slug":"short-week-good","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/short-week-good\/","title":{"rendered":"Short Week = Good"},"content":{"rendered":"

I do enjoy three day weekends.\u00a0 That one was definitely tempered by the fact that I was oncall, but I enjoyed it all the same.\u00a0 Perhaps to a lesser degree, but that’s probably good for me anyway.\u00a0 Things started off strong on Friday with a happy hour down at Harry’s Country Club in the River Market.\u00a0 I’m still not quite sure about ol’ Harry’s.\u00a0 I try<\/em> to like it;\u00a0 I think that’s about the third or fourth time I’ve been there.\u00a0 They’ve got a great deck too, which was definitely a plus on one of the nicest afternoons of the summer.\u00a0 Their service is a little spotty though, and the food a little so-so.\u00a0 Both of these could be easily overlooked (by me anyway) if the prices were a bit lower…\u00a0 But they aren’t.\u00a0 It was still a good time, and that weather was not to be missed.\u00a0 After a few hours, I left there and headed down to the P&L to meet up with Donette and our friend Lisa.\u00a0 Alas, I was denied entry, a victim of their harsh dress code.\u00a0 (I had my Camelbak with me;\u00a0 Stupid motorcycle, what can ya’ do.)\u00a0 Maybe I will write an incendiary letter to the KC Star.\u00a0 Or, maybe I will just happily go elsewhere.\u00a0 We decided on Grinders, and headed a few blocks south.\u00a0 Alas, there we found an absolute mob scene;\u00a0 We’d forgotten about “First Fridays” and the associated crowd.\u00a0 Not so big a deal, but we didn’t feel like finding a parking place, so we meandered west a bit to La Bodega<\/a>.\u00a0 Donette has been there several times with “the girls” but I’ve never been.\u00a0 As it turns out, this was due to the fact that it is a girls only restaurant.\u00a0 Don’t ask me exactly what gives it that qualifier;\u00a0 I haven’t narrowed it down yet.\u00a0 They might as well put the sign on the door, though:\u00a0 “Women Only.”\u00a0 Could be the very small portions, coupled with the extremely high price tag.\u00a0 Could be the metered serving pace, geared towards sitting around and chatting for a few hours.\u00a0 At any rate, the food was very very<\/em> good, (if a bit sparse…) but I think it’s checked off my list.\u00a0 Not my kinda place.<\/p>\n

I had to work late Saturday night so I took it easy all day, preparing for my night of trying to stay awake on the couch.\u00a0 I headed over to Brice’s house to keep myself occupied for the afternoon, where he had a cooker full of pork working.\u00a0 He was tuning his competition butt recipe for the upcoming stretch of ‘ques, and had a slab of spare ribs on for good measure.\u00a0 I didn’t stick around for the pulled pork, but the ribs came out excellent.\u00a0 We watched the smoker for several hours, listened to the MU game on the radio, then I headed to the couch for the inevitable.\u00a0 Wasn’t so bad, and it’s over with for a few more weeks.<\/p>\n

Sunday I slept in a bit, then about 10:30 decided to head out for bicycle ride.\u00a0 I took a nice route through Leawood, and then down through the City Market to the river and back;\u00a0 Ended up just under 35 miles.\u00a0 I wanted to see if everything was still in working order after last week’s debacle.\u00a0 I’d say it went OK, if a bit inconclusive.\u00a0 I didn’t have any trouble riding that far;\u00a0 But then again 35 miles is a long ways from 75.\u00a0 After that rather half-hearted attempt at exercise, we rolled down to the ‘Sider to enjoy the sun.\u00a0 Turned out the better part of the city had the same idea, it was pretty packed.\u00a0 There was enough room for us though, so we pulled up to a table and hung out for a while.\u00a0 The usual suspects were all in attendance, and then a co-worker even dropped by to socialize.\u00a0 Donette had her fill of deck time after a bit, and went down to Jalapenos for dinner with the girls.\u00a0 I stayed on the deck to foul the air with a cigar and hang out with the men-folk.<\/p>\n

Monday was a relaxing day off.\u00a0 I was still oncall so we kept things low-key, but had some fun all the same.\u00a0 By the time we got around in the morning it was nearly lunch time, so we wiped the cobwebs off the motorcycle and thought about a destination.\u00a0 We ended up deciding on Weston;\u00a0 As good a place to go as any.\u00a0 We took a nice back-road route up there, and had a good lunch at O’Malley’s.\u00a0 Luckily we got there around noon;\u00a0 By the time we left it was packed and there was an hour wait for a table.\u00a0 Tons of bikes too, it seems like a popular destination for a ride.\u00a0 The ride home was a bit dicey, my bike is bit light to cruise through a 30 mph wind.\u00a0 Matter of fact, we were both pretty beat up by the trip;\u00a0 The rest of the day was wasted resting up.\u00a0 Watched the Royals take their daily thrashing, and then watched maybe the biggest cinematic disaster of all time.\u00a0 I found it under the “action\/adventure” section on Netflix, cleverly titled “Beer For My Horses<\/a>.”\u00a0 I will take a small amount of blame for watching it even after I saw Toby Keith was the main character, and a bit more blame for actually sitting through the entire movie.\u00a0 The largest share of culpability rests with Mr. Keith for ever creating that disaster though;\u00a0 I consider myself an innocent victim for the most part.\u00a0 It was bed time when it mercifully ended, but I had to stay up for another hour and a half watching Undisputed III<\/a> in an attempt to erase the previous nightmare from my mind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I do enjoy three day weekends.\u00a0 That one was definitely tempered by the fact that I was oncall, but I enjoyed it all the same.\u00a0 Perhaps to a lesser degree, but that’s probably good for me anyway.\u00a0 Things started off strong on Friday with a happy hour down at Harry’s Country Club in the River […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-774","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-current-events"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=774"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=774"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=774"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=774"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}