master bedroom, primed
i went back to belmont to grab my cellphone. that's when i realized my phone was nowhere to be found, and i couldn't remember where it might be, having last seen it last night at the thor concert. i called my cellphone number in the hopes that 1) it might ring somewhere in the house, thereby helping me locate it, or 2) if i lost it and somebody found it, maybe they might answer the phone and tell me how to get it back. i called and immediately i was redirected to my voicemail, which meant 1) my phone has been destroyed somehow, or 2) somebody found my phone and has already switched it over to their own cellphone plan. i decided to call the coolidge corner theatre, not really thinking that i would have any luck, but just sort of to exhaust all my search options before eating the cost and buying a new cellphone. "hi, this might sound like a stupid question, but do you guys have a lost & found?" i asked. "yes we do," the woman on the phone answered. "oh, that's great. i was wondering if you found a cellphone last night at the thor concert," i said. "yeah, we did, a little red one," she answered. and that's how i found my lost cellphone.
i went over to dan's, where john miller, visiting from new york city this indigenous people day long weekend (even though he has to work on monday), was over playing john madden's football on the xbox*. they had created their own teams. john was especially proud of his quarterback with the enormous arms and large buttocks named "niceass." later john drove us (dan, cymara, and myself) to zaftigs in coolidge corner for dinner, where we met his cousin sean and his friend janet. i went over to the theatre and retrieved my cellphone beforehand. "what a cute little cellphone," one of the girls (the really pretty one i mentioned from a few weeks ago) said as she returned my phone. to be honest, i'm not a big fan of zaftigs, their breakfast stuff is okay but a bit pricey. but in coolidge corner, that seems to be the only place we ever go for food, and i wasn't about to break away from tradition. i had a meaty sandwich ($10), finishing up my pickle slice and all my fries before digging into the sandwich.
after dinner, sean and janet took the subway back home, while john gave me a ride back to allston (where i had my car parked), while driving dan and cymara into boston for some pool action. i drove home in the drizzle, spitting out sunflower seed shells out the window.
*it's not an xbox, it's a gamecube, so says dan. 021018