Posted 00:28 by Tycho

GOOD MORNING. ALL BLOGATEERS REPORT FOR PT AT 0600. REPEAT ALL BLOGATEERS REPORT FOR PT AT 0600.

Tonight's activities were as follows:

1500: Driven to Wollaston T.

1630: Arrive at FAO Schwartz. Tried (and was partially successful) at walking on stilts.

1715: Chuck leaves to go watch stupid movie ("Paycheck") with Bill, Mike C., and Martin.

In the meantime, we walk up and down Newbury...getting accosted by homeless gentlemen with no desire other than to get drunk.

We went into the Barracks...possibly the coolest store known to man. I forgot to check the price on the M-1 Garand bayonet I was thinking of buying (8" double-sided blade)...and I avoided getting trapped in the French paratrooper helmet, this time, as well.

I ended up picking up an official field manual entitled: "Combatives: Hand to Hand Combat". Now, some of you don't understand my obsession with the subject. Neither do I. It is the most primal sort of instinct, I guess.

I sort of scared myself while reading the different forms of killing people in unarmed and armed hand to hand combat. Reason? Because I was taught almost every single combat joint-lock and technique in the book, from bare handed fighting, to knife fighting, to fighting with sticks or combat with lengths of rope. I've had 10 years of training in hand to hand combat...the later years of which were under the instruction of a former Navy SEAL.

Unfortunately, I've started to lose my edge with it all...I need to find a new place to train. My obsession with martial arts is starting to come back.

After that, we milled around the area (went to Urban Outfitters beforehand...freaky store). We loitered in Newbury Comics for a bit.

Oh, and much to our surprise (and disappointment), we were not able to go for our coup de grace: getting kicked out of 4 Brookstones. There are two of them at Copley place...one at Faneuil Hall, and one another place (can't remember). We were going to try for all four...but despite our best efforts, we couldn't get even get kicked out of the first one...so we sort of gave up on that pursuit.

Movie had gotten out, and despite knowing we were going out to eat, they ate at a Mickey D's. So we headed back the way we came to go to "The Pour House"...about a half hour walk. What we didn't know is that its 21+ only. So we ended up eating at Chiles. Marky commented on how all the waiters there were gay...right when the guy was behind him. Way to go, man.

I had Country Fried Chicken ($8.49). Chris had the tuna sandwich ($6.99). Ron had a tuna steak ($8.99)...the plate was made so that it looked like an island (it was served on top of rice, and was surrounded by a sea of sauce). Nick had some sort of chicken pasta dish (..crap...can't remember the price...). Both Marky and Chuck had the ribs (2 x $13.99 = $27.98). We also ordered the Triple Play appetizer, which was good...not worth the price (~$8.67), though.

Then it was a long trek back home...with much scally cap slapping due to my being depre--down and out.

Tonight was a fun night. Hopefully there will be many more to come. Good night.