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All work and no play makes Steve something something... It's been an eventful five days since I hammered out a rant on this pit-stop on the Infobahn. My step-father's moved in with our family, and all seems to shine brightly in the future. At least it shines brightly for me. I made a series of minor goofs, made another series of smart moves to counter that, and overall, had a lot of fun in the last few days. Overall, I'm unaffected by the recent events, save for my step-father coming down. I think I'll focus on that for a bit...
You see, I've dwelled in a single-parent dwelling for the last eight years. It's been tough, financially and otherwise, but I've pulled through, semi-sane. My greedy side is hopping in joy (two incomes now = more Bargeld), and my superego is hitting this bit of my brain with a large rubber mallet.
This weekend, we went to the local large city, St. Petersburg (not the one in Russia; the one in Florida, across Tampa Bay from Tampa.). I'm still beguiled by just how large buildings can get, and how certain parts of Florida aren't flat (I actually saw hills! Glory of glories, hills!). We ate at the Cracker Barrel in Clearwater, which is pretty close to where I live (no more than half an hour). I love the Barrel. It's a nice, rustic restaurant, with an early 20th century motif, and lots of sharp farm implements line the walls. I found it a good experience, and had a nice father-son discussion, the first one since... Gah, I can't remember.
All in all, a lot of nifty things happened, and I finish with a graceful bow. Au revoir.
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