Deep Thought and the ill fated Eeyore's Birthday
Each year we attend Eeyore's Birthday, we pledge to make a better effort regarding costumes for the next. I had the date in my iPhone calendar for months. We got together as a family and agreed on a theme, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. We each portrayed a character and I was in charge of props and costume parts.
As the day came near, #2 son was full of excitement. He was talking all about it after school, asking questions about Eeyore. "Where does he live when he is not at the park?... It's weird that he has the same birthday as (#1 son's friend)... " etc.
But things didn't go according to plan. #1 son was to play the part of Ford Prefect. He had a schedule conflict and he spent the day celebrating one of his best friends birthdays instead of a fictional donkey. The rest of us forged ahead.
We made the trek to the park, enjoyed the Best Wurst, then the daughter hit us with the next blow... she had no intention of participating in the costume contest with us.
#2 son went ahead and participated in the kid's costume contest, although I don't think the judges had any idea who Arthur Dent was. The real strength in our plan had been the volume of characters we had brought to the table. Individually, we were not so impressive.
and about as soon as the kid's costume contest concluded, #2 son became defiant and disobeyed his mother in a very disrespectful way. She was NOT happy. Things sort of devolved from there. I recall I issued my usual diplomatic line of "I don't want to argue about it. I'll go which ever way you like" when somebody started taking my picture (I did have two heads and costuming is the biggest part of Eeyore's). She snapped a photo and asked me "WHO are you having an argument with? YOUR OTHER HEAD?! HA HA". It was then I saw Kat walking away... and so I removed my extra head and we left the park, I still had $10 of beer tickets in my pocket. I took a quick video of Deep Thought before I disassembled it, the answer is still 42.
Shortly after arriving back home, I got a message from a friend. They had a few growlers, did we want to come over to play.... YES. Yes we did (#2 son and I). Kat stayed home to nap.
Later that afternoon, we met with friends at Strange Land Brewery, up the street from home, I took my Disco Gnome.
I like their Ploughshare (Saison) beer. After a few of those I suggested "HEY you guys have airplanes, why haven't we flown to New Orleans for dinner yet? Isn't that the sort of thing you do if you own your own plane?" But of course we all know, Kat doesn't like flying and has a strict no small planes rule. I thought dinner at Galatoire's sounded like a good idea....
Kat was feeling better after a nap.