
rob returned just in time to see the red sox disintegrate even more against the yankees in this game 2 of the weekend series. the yankees were up in double digits while boston had nothing, with not only a possible yankees shut out but a possible no-hitter as well. if we weren't going to win the game, at least break up the no-hitter against an undeserving pitcher, which was exactly what happened when ortiz stepped up to the plate to jack in a single homerun late in the game.
i was determined to get a new replacement cellphone today. my nokia gets crappy reception, horrible battery life, and uses the old TDSM system. i did some research with at&t wireless online, and found a deal for a sony ericsson T637 camera phone for $80 when i sign up for a single year contract with 600 anytime minutes. i get 700 anytime minutes right now, and i usually use up to 300 minutes, so 700 is more than enough for me. because i've been a loyal at&t customer for the past few years, i thought maybe i could squeeze out a better deal, so since the rain had stopped,
i rode the motorcycle to central square, to the nearest at&t wireless store. even though i had a jacket, i was freezing on the bike, a clear sign that fall has arrived. the store was crowded with people waiting in line, and after browsing the display phones, i grew impatient and left. i went to pearl to get some black and white foam paper to be used as photo backgrounds, then went to the atm to cash a check, before riding back home.
i came home and called at&t customer support to ask about special deals. the answer i got was this: even though i was a "highly valued" customer, the fact that i was switching from TDSM to GSM meant i couldn't carry over any sort of accrued minutes from my old account. the price quote i got was more expensive than the online price (and even then i had to do a 2 year plan to get the cheaper deal, although "our online prices are always better," operator tina told me), and before i could ask her anymore questions, my phone died on me once more. that was the straw that broke the camel's back. armed with a credit card, i went back online and ordered the phone upgrade. by next week i should be rocking with the T637.
around 7pm i started making my lasagna, knowing that it'd probably take 2 hours before i would be able to eat it. to spice things up, i chopped up some mushrooms and tossed it into the simmering pasta sauce. while that was going on, i cooked the lasagna noodles, to coincide with the cooking time for the sauce.
i layered the lasagna in my rusty brownie pan (heavily covered in tinfoil to mask the rust), then threw it into the oven for 45 minutes. rob and i entertained ourselves with a history channel documentary about card counting, a topic that rob is intimately familiar with, having devised his own card counting technique for a mohegan sun exclusive game. the lasagna was ready just in time for the miss america pageant at 9pm.
we didn't get too long a chance to watch the pageant however; after we finished eating, i went with rob to a birthday party on the posh mt.auburn side of cambridge. it was the 30th birthday of eliza's friend alison, and about 25 people were there to celebrate, a wine and cheese kind of party. dave and jerica greeted us at the door, and we met eliza inside the house, sporting a black wig. i totally know what that's like, sometimes you want a little attention, i should've unleashed my red pants on an unsuspecting party audience. most of the other people i didn't know, and there was little effort made for friendly cross-pollination, as they seemed settle in their own social circles. after the cake was brought out and cut, the crowd started to thin out as folks said their good byes and left.
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we came home, and popped jean-luc goddard's band of outsiders into the dvd player. rob rented the movie after hearing quentin tarantino mention it in a commentary for chungking express, about french new wave films. we got through about halfway before rob looked like he was dozing off so i put the movie on pause while he stumbled half-asleep into his bedroom. i futzed around a little bit more, writing this weblog entry, and am only going about to go to bed.