Thrilling Friday non-ES report, see man:
We actually almost zzz'd through the night, mirabile dictu man.
Started ES-ing before noon, head to FST we man.
Both ESs were on country roads outside FST, scenic man.
At the second ES, a junior-ish chica was carefully selecting clothes, see J-ish C we man.
We complimented her appearance, si man.
She responded with enough to keep the conversation going, si man.
This pleasantly went back & forth for a bit, si man.
She smiled at us briefly, si man.
We saw no ring, not that this means much man.
We out-chickened and didn't ask if she were single & available, man.
But there's no way that we could've followed up meaningfully, eldercare & pending trip man.
At least this was some positive feedback, oh well man.
Breakfast/lunch/din-din was at FST Mexican restaurant, closer than our favorite place man.
We consumed beef fajitas, rice/beans, flour tortillas, and cheaps/salsa, ingest we man.
Groceried at FST market, procure Many deals including grape Powerade Zero F$WM.
Before heading for casa, texted Mini-B. to learn if he needed a ride anywhere, si man.
"No, man; it's been canceled, si man," replied wee man man.
We headed for casa, ministered to indignant miu, and set cut-hairing caucus, hirsute we man.
Mini-B. then asked that we deliver him to amigo's house, same one in BFE man.
Cut-hairing place was halfway there, si man.
This meant getting cut-haired, retreating to collect Mini-B., & retracing steps + more to amigo, man.
We determined that Uber couldn't transport minors, man.
Got our hairs cut and retrieved Mini-B., hard drive in traffic and rain man.
Amigo's entry gate didn't work, man.
We had to T-B.-mobile even farther to one that did work, man.
Returned to casa amid traffic and rain, exhausted we man.
Showered, watched TV news, and siesta'd, initially good zzz but awoke from hip pain man.
Around Many (2x2x2 +1) p.m., Mini-B. called, call wee man we man man.
"Dad, guess who doesn't have a ride again, huh man," said wee man man.
"Why can't Mom get you, huh man?" said we man to wee man man.
"She's out somewhere, si man," said wee man to we man man.
Mini-B. gave us address to working gate entry and address to amigo's casa, complicated man.
We set forth, in the dark, with nonworking GPS and nearly empty T-B.-mobile tank, displeased we man.
We managed to find entry gate, couldn't see code box in the dark man.
We managed to find what we thought was amigo's casa, blind-in-the-dark we man.
Mini-B. took forever to appear, man.
Gassed T-B.-mobile at earliest reasonable opportunity, desperate straits we man.
Fortunately, branded gas card lowered gallon price by Many (2x2x2 +2) pennies, shocking prices man.
Returned Mini-B., who remarked that ex-Mrs.-T-B. was back, surprised wee man man.
Phone message from Mama T-B. said, "Come early and prepare to spend all day here, orders man!", sigh man.
Brushed miu for first time in 2 days, appreciative miu man.
No hip MRI report yet, inexcusable and not very hip of them man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
Perhaps one ES for Saturday, on-fence we man.
Mandatory visit to Mama T-B., man.
Must drop some stuff to Uncle T-B., hopefully efficiently man.
And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.