Rigel is coming to town. Wadds seems to possibly be interested. Menolly, gracious Concierge that she is, has volunteered for Dam-sel, she and me to host at least one event...with the grill being involved, weather permitting.
Since Dam-sel and I will be working Friday, the 24th, we are leaning toward making any hosted event Saturday, but this is also hinged on when people are available. If the concensus is that Friday is preferred...well, Menolly can walk her talk and take a larger role in the domestic and culinary preparations.
Other options for the weekend are the Pacific Folklife Festival on the grounds of Seattle Center, a visit to Black Raven brewpub, and dropping in on Dam-et, who is back in the hospital for his second round of chemo. No not necessarily in that order.
...and since someone is bound to ask, yes, we can do a trip to Dicks...if we have to. There really are better burgers to be had, but Dicks is an institution of sorts, I suppose.
Honestly, I expect Wadds knows far more about the social life of the city. Dam-sel, Menolly and I live in the suburbs and our lives are what you'd expect from internet-addicted suburbanites of our age.
I'm scheduled to have a 3.5-hour layover between my flight from Dulles and my connecting flight to Anchorage.
