[6.0] Goin' Back to Jersey

Short post today as we're headed east this weekend for Auntie's birthday. If I'm not mistaken, she's 29...again. I'm writing this on Friday, but she doesn't know we're coming in for the party, so it's being posted on Saturday after the shindig.

After the party, Lisa heads back to Seattle on Sunday and I'm hanging around NJ for some family time and a couple of meetings for work. Then on Thursday the gang and I head down to Myrtle Beach for the weekend for our annual golf trip.

One other point of note. Once again, Fozzie has, not surprisingly, become more popular than me. It happened in Hoboken all the time. We'd be out for a walk and people would come up and say "hi" to Foz and have no idea who I was. Well, I forgot to mention it in the Soapbox race post, but at the race, a girl in her 20s walks up and says, "Oh my god, it's Fozzie. Hi, Fozzie." I had no idea who she was until she explained that she worked at Great Dog, the day care facility that I'd been using for Foz. Then there's the dog park where people say hi to Fozzie and maybe manage a slight nod in my general direction. He's a rockstar. And my complex grows.