Snakes on a Plane!

As expected, I heard a lot of SNAKES ON A PLANE references from Jeremy and Jon in the early evening. Jeremy was at the townhouse before I was, so we read the newspaper and went on the computer while Jon cooked dinner for us. We had salmon, Traquair Jacobite Ale, ginger beer, some other stuff (homebrew?), spinach, brown rice, cheese, Wasa crackers, and tea for dinner. Afterwards, I washed some dishes while we waited for Nathan to get over here with the movie if he could find it. (he had to try three stores before he finally found REQUIEM FOR A DREAM) According to Jon, Dallas wanted to buy some paper... our family has lots, although printer paper is better for certain things like math formulas! (according to Jeremy)

There was a newspaper article on using less soap: if an effluent test kills more than half the fish in a sample, it fails. So 49% of the fish can be killed, and it'll still be acceptable... and the GVRD is only doing it in 2020 so that it doesn't distract from the 2010 Olympics, and they'll have ten more years afterwards to set it up! (says Jeremy) We looked at some pictures of the guys brewing beer, talked about movies / Jeremy's incipient flu, and I highlighted the Euler's flycatcher for Jeremy. He especially liked another part in the BOOK OF LISTS about an Arctic expedition being forced to eat dog: "any excuse to eat dog!" But that has DOES have serious side effects: toxic overdoses of Vitamin A (not good for the liver!), going insane, biting off your own finger, going unglued, and death!

We also talked about Eric H. based on his telling Jon over MSN that they should hang out once more before summer ends: "You can find me on Friday nights and Sunday mornings!" could be too obvious, yeah. Then the guys talked about worship and such while Jeremy lay down on the couch. Mom called to say that she'd get me a vest and a murder book in Chicago... she also was under the impression that Jon would have a job interview at the Railway Club. Um, no... that's a place to drink beer and hang out while listening to bands! Eric M. came over and jokingly accused me of posting illegal activities on the Internet (I don't THINK so!), and Steph just got home. She was surprised that we hadn't started the movie yet, but we're always late with these things! Then she checked the mail: apparently, Fido is stupid with billing and makes mistakes all the time! (charging for Fido-to-Fido text messaging, for example)