My relaxing weekend

Well, this weekend was supposed to be a weekend for me to relax and get my mind right so I could focus on the Quest. So, on Friday night I was on my way home from work and my brother called and wanted to know if he could come visit for the weekend. He was supposed to go to Memphis to see some friends, but that fell through and he said he really needed to get out of the house (my parent's house - he still lives there). Being the wonderful big brother that I am, I of course told him to come on over.

It ended up being a great weekend and I still got accomplished some of the things I wanted to get accomplished. I cut the grass and got my haircut on Saturday morning. Then we went and played golf on Saturday afternoon. Found a great rate on LMTT.com, so if you are ever looking for a last minute tee time, check it out. We went to dinner at Taco Mac and then watched Star Wars Episode II.

Sunday, we were planning on going to the Braves game, but it was raining so we decided to go to the Georgia Force arena football game. We hopped on Marta and were planning on buying $19 tickets at the ticket office, but a scalper offered us VIP tickets for $25. Being the suckers that we are, we bought 'em. They ended up being Suite Tickets. So we sat in a suite. It was very nice.

Let me pause my story while I get on my soapbox for a moment. So, we rode the elevator up to the entrance of the Phillips arena and there are security guards checking people as they go into the game. They have baskets and are asking everyone to empty their pockets into the baskets. Not thinking anything of it, I grab my cell phone, keys, and wallet and throw them in the basket. The security guard quickly tells me that I can't go in with 'that'. What? My keychain Swiss Army Knife? My 1.5 inch knife? My keychain accessory that I use for the toothpick more than I use it for anything because the blade on the knife is too small to even cut a straggling string off my pants? I can't take 'that' in? Have we gotten so scared as a society that we think terrorists are going to take over the Arena Football game with a 1.5 inch Swiss Army Knife? So my brother and I had to hide our keychain knives in the pinestraw near the entrance so that we didn't have to throw them away to go into the arena. Stupid!!!

Back to my weekend, we had a great time at the football game. It is quite an experience. There was never a moment of calmness. When the game wasn't being played there was either a fan competition, the dance team dancing in sexy clothes (very nice), fireworks, or army rangers rappeling from the ceiling throwing t-shirts to the fans. They really have something great going on down there. Need to remember to go to some more games next season.

Another funny moment occured at the game. During a time out, the big screen did 'kiss cam' where the cameras look around the arena for couples and the couples kiss while they are on the Big Screen. Well, after several couples had done this, the screen showed an old couple. And wouldn't you know, it was Jimmy Scarr and his wife. They of course saw themselves on the screen, but just didn't get the concept of having to kiss each other, so they sat there like old people looking like silly old people. The fans even started chanting 'kiss kiss kiss' and they still didn't get it. The man sitting behind them even tapped Jimmy on the shoulder and told him they were supposed to kiss and they still didn't get it. Of all places to see Jimmy Scarr. He hasn't changed a bit.

After the game, Kevin wanted to see Star Wars Episode III so that is what we did. It was even better the second time and I caught some things this time that I didn't the first time. Kevin got up this morning and left around lunch time. I messed with my computer (put Kevin's old hard drive in it so he can recover his data the next time he comes) and rearranged all of my entertainment system stuff.

So, it wasn't the relaxing weekend I was expecting, but it ended up being a great weekend. Kevin and I had a great time together, and when you get a few beers in us we will even talk about stuff more important than Auburn Football (although there isn't much stuff more important than that). I am very lucky to have a brother that I can hang out with. I hope that Kevin and I will get to be better friends the next couple of years while he is here for seminary. There is a level to Kevin that I see every now and then that I hope he can learn to share more often and with everyone, not just a few people. He really truly cares for people, he just has a hard time showing it. He still has his moments of stubborness, but they are fewer than before.

Well, maybe I can relax next weekend. Or maybe someone else will come visit and make me have a good time.