Good Saturday morning, Frankie and Thad!
Thad, I'm glad you had that Cleveland trip, and you got back home from a nice train ride. Yeah, I know the feeling when you get home, you just don't want to go out and do the necessities, you just want to rest.
I've had a mostly uneventful week, except for Thursday, when I met two friends to eat lunch at an Indian restaurant, though it turned out to be more involved than that. I got to the restaurant, and had already sat down at the table, when one friend came in and said he got a call that my other friend had an accident, and couldn't drive his car. So I rode with the first friend to pick up the second friend, who lives a good distance away in the opposite direction. It happens that the first friend had been in the hospital recently, dealing with cancer. He seems healthy now, but he said he was waiting on lab results, which would be rather definitive on whether he still has it. I don't get a good feeling from that.
So we went to pick up my other friend, who it turned out damaged his rear bumper hitting something while backing out of his driveway. The bumper apparently had been dislodged so it came in contact with the rear tire, and couldn't be driven. This friend has had major eye surgery, and apparently the vision in his eyes are no longer coordinated, so as he tells it, he has double vision, and no depth perception.
We drove back to the restaurant. It was quite an experience, with my first friend who seemed to be making all the wrong turns, and my second friend, who turned out to be an awful backseat driver, barking out commands like "you need to be in this lane..."
The restaurant itself was nice. It was an Indian buffet, and we got to talk. The second friend though, questioned everything, like, did they use flour for the breading, since he cannot have gluten, and he cannot have MSG. One reason he likes Indian restaurants is that supposedly they don't put MSG in their food.