What is this that you keep selling me, boy?

The weather finally broke free of the evil cold chill the other day and boy did I take advantage of it.

I have an interesting work schedule so I have Thursdays and Fridays off.  That my friends is my weekend and I made damn sure I was out doing things the entire time.

On Thursday I did the typical cleaning of the house and jammed out to some good tunes while doing so.  I headed to Big Lots and picked up a receiver shelf I had my eye on for a while now so I could make my living room look less of a dorm room (I had 2 TV stands in there before – classy).

After putting the shelving unit together in one try I took my boys for a walk around the neighborhood and just soaked in the good weather.

That night I finally had the chance to meet up with Matt and pick up the records he so kindly purchased for me on Record Store Day while I was working.  As a special thank you I brought him a gift, something he was looking for…

The vinyls he scored for me were awesome and I could not wait to get home and listen to them.  I am not even sure if I am going to open a couple of them as they are collectors items for sure.

I also brought a box of old magazines and such from the 90’s I collected and later stored at my parent’s house.  Matt had a smile that looked like he was opening J-Day presents when he starting going through all the back issues.  I’ll let him explain why later.

After catching up for a bit and what not we headed to Angelo’s Pizza on Madison for some grub.  If you are ever in the mood for pizza and find yourself on the west side of Cleveland I think it would be in your best interest to stop at this joint.  We shared an amazing seafood pizza, which I might add intimidated me at first because I did not think it could be done.  I have a new favorite pizza now.  The crust alone is like eating breadsticks.  I am serious about to call off work right now and head out there for lunch…

Friday I was the landscaper of sorts and mowed my lawn for the first time this year.  I love having a lawnmower with a bag on it so I can just vacuum up all the leaves and sticks I missed cleaning up last month.  After I did a so-so job I spent a few hours with these guys playing:

See that blue ball?  Sweet Lou (the tan dog) is addicted to it.  Seriously, I call it the crack ball because he is obsessive about it and will cry if he can not play with it.  He chews on it like it is bubble gum and will try and bring it to you when he wants to play “ball”, but usually he grabs it and runs away when I reach for it.  The good thing about “ball” is that it keeps his attention and he stays in my unfenced yard and I can do my thing around it without having to chain him up.  The bad thing is trying to get him away from the “ball” when it is time to go in or what not.

After a couple hours of playing “ball” the infamous ((RAD))am stopped by and him and I headed out to go thrifting.  It was a good day for thrifting and I scored a few select apparel items that will make me look super cool.

From there we swung back to my house to pick up a beautiful lady who just got home from class and headed for some Skyline Chili.  It was the first thing I had ate all day and furthermore the last too.  I stuffed myself silly.

The cutest girl on the block I had the pleasure of taking to lunch soon got called into her job so after lunch we headed back to the house and ((RAD))am split to go impress the ladies with his sweet Jeep.  I just hung around the house and tried my best to get my record player working on my new receiver and finally discovered I need to buy a preamp…boo.

The weather was perfect and I know I got a lot more done than I listed here but I do not want to bore you.

Today sucks though…  I have to work the next 5 days, 10 hour shifts.  I am not looking forward to it but I am looking forward to next weekend when my friends Josh and Shannon come invade Ohio so we can caravan to a metal show.  More on that later.

Until then, enjoy the weekend.

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