Gailon told me my car would be ready that afternoon. Gordon happened to call and said he was taking the afternoon off since it was so nice, and wondered if I wanted to have lunch with him. I asked if he would mind taking me to get my car, so it was a date.
I convinced hub to come home for lunch, and we three went to Zorba's Greek restaurant up in Round Rock. I had previously not been too fond of Greek food, but this place has excellent chow! I think this is what Greek food is supposed to taste like and I've never been disappointed with it. The lunch rush was a new experience, and it confused Gordon a little but once we sorted everything out we had another great meal. Hub thinks one of the waiters was hitting on him, but wasn't sure if it was that or just a difference in personal space zones. He was cute, too. Anyway, we chatted with the owner a bit and Gordon made noises like he was going to eventually cater through them for D&D, which would be cool. Then hub returned to work, and Gordon took me to Gailon's.
He pronounced Homer to be in excellent shape after a bit of a tune up, and with the exception of a couple of tires that will need to be replaced before I go on any long road trips. He talked more about hub being a gun smith, and said that after talking to some friends he thinks it could make him a ton. There are apparently people here that take their guns to Houston for custom work since there's not enough quality smiths here. The obstacles, of course, are start-up costs- the machining equipment is not cheap, and the government keeps a paranoid eye on gun smiths to the point of wanting maps of your house for their records (or for raiding purposes, as hub calls it). But we talked about it for awhile. It was nice; Gailon is a very cool guy.
Back home, and we got ready to play D&D. After, Bob said he was interesting in visiting but he had foundered himself at Pancho's and wanted to crash instead. So we just noodled on our respective computers, and then Bob pinged us at 1am. He was awake, and came over and we watched the Prisoner and other fun stuff until we finally all crashed around 3:30am.
I convinced hub to come home for lunch, and we three went to Zorba's Greek restaurant up in Round Rock. I had previously not been too fond of Greek food, but this place has excellent chow! I think this is what Greek food is supposed to taste like and I've never been disappointed with it. The lunch rush was a new experience, and it confused Gordon a little but once we sorted everything out we had another great meal. Hub thinks one of the waiters was hitting on him, but wasn't sure if it was that or just a difference in personal space zones. He was cute, too. Anyway, we chatted with the owner a bit and Gordon made noises like he was going to eventually cater through them for D&D, which would be cool. Then hub returned to work, and Gordon took me to Gailon's.
He pronounced Homer to be in excellent shape after a bit of a tune up, and with the exception of a couple of tires that will need to be replaced before I go on any long road trips. He talked more about hub being a gun smith, and said that after talking to some friends he thinks it could make him a ton. There are apparently people here that take their guns to Houston for custom work since there's not enough quality smiths here. The obstacles, of course, are start-up costs- the machining equipment is not cheap, and the government keeps a paranoid eye on gun smiths to the point of wanting maps of your house for their records (or for raiding purposes, as hub calls it). But we talked about it for awhile. It was nice; Gailon is a very cool guy.
Back home, and we got ready to play D&D. After, Bob said he was interesting in visiting but he had foundered himself at Pancho's and wanted to crash instead. So we just noodled on our respective computers, and then Bob pinged us at 1am. He was awake, and came over and we watched the Prisoner and other fun stuff until we finally all crashed around 3:30am.
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