Friday night Ryan and I went to Baker's Street Pub for a drinky then to Azteca for a bite to eat. Earlier that day, the name Roscoe came up (I forget why...maybe it was an athlete or something on the news), and Ryan decided that he would name his first child Roscoe Ricks. I thought that was the coolest name ever, so henceforth we shall all refer to Ryan as Roscoe. There we met up with a bunch of other medical school people including Priscilla, Lily, and Mike along with my friends Chris, Katie Taylor (from high school), Jenn, and Jenn's friend Ruth. A good time was had by all. Priscilla, Chris, Ryan and I ended up back at Club 1948 for some more drinking and partying, before we fell asleep watching Super Troopers.
Saturday was rather unremarkable. I basically studied all day until 9 when Seema picked me up to go see Fahrenheit 9/11. Of Michael Moore's three movies, this was by far the worst of the three. It was very little documentary and very much two hours of soap box. I really like Michael Moore for his filmmaking ability, but I don't really care for his political agenda. Actually I don't care about anyone's political agenda, especially politicians and entertainers, because they're all god damn liars and cheats. However, Moore is probably a Marxist, which is a little lefty if you know what I mean (and by "a little lefty" I, of course, mean A LOT LEFTY). So I was disappointed with the actual film, which didn't really present information I didn't already know and was far less entertaining than Moore's first two films. Then Seema and I went to a Cafe called Brazil on Westheimer and had French Roast coffee and German Chocolate cake which was quite good. We sat and talked for about two hours until 1 AM when it was time for me to fall asleep.
Finally, I need to clarify an earlier entry in my blog describing the trip to Kansas. There I discuss the "pickle" plants that dot the landscape. My Aunt Mary happened to read the blog and gave me the scoop on this particular plant, which is actually called the Yucca Plant. Here is what she wrote:
"BY THE WAY, THOSE "PICKLES" ARE YUCCA PLANTS. THEY JUST FINISHED BLOOMING, BIG WHITE BLOOMS AND THOSE ARE THE SEED PODS. MAYBE YOU ALREADY KNEW, BUT THOUGHT I WOULD LET YOU KNOW IN CASE NOT! THEY OFTEN RIM THE SAND TRAP AND MANY A BALL HAS LANDED IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR VERY PRICKLY CENTERS - IMPOSSIBLE."



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