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Old People Are Cool (and other revelations)

I finally made it to Kat's house last night. Alan showed up. And Shippy was there. It's really strange because they only come to Kat's house when I'm around, and every time I come there, they show up. It's some kind of wavelength thing.

Alan and his pet raven

So Kat and gang eventually came home and we made a fire in her fire pit to celebrate the lunar eclipse. Actually, I was the only one there that knew it was the eclipse. I tried to take moon photos with a tripod, but they came out far worse than any moon photo I've taken *without* a tripod, so I won't share them. I did get a few snaps of the fire though.

Kind of reminds me of those D&D photos

Then I spent Friday afternoon with my grandparents, talking of pasts and futures. They're pretty cool grandparents, and have been to a lot of places and seen and done a lot of things. People in the US never seem to appreciate their elders, but I definitely do.

My grandparents

I guess I feel like Milhouse when Grandpa Simpson comes over to tell the kids about the lemon tree. I consider myself a lucky lucky dude for being 23 years and having them around to chat with on Friday afternoons. Few of my friends have that privelege...