Things from the weekend:

[fancycwabs]

Saturday afternoon, I changed lanes quickly in front of a old Dodge SUV full of crips (if the blue head scarves meant anything), who proceeded to honk at me incessantly at a traffic light, wave their pistols around menacingly, and pretend to get out of the car to come and shoot me--then after the light changed, they tried to run me off the road. I took down their license number, but I think Mrs. Cwabs deleted it from my cell phone yesterday.

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The little cwab's boyfriend broke up with her on Saturday. She's distraught, because he was such a complete and utter prick, and therefore she loved him like no other sixteen-year-old has ever loved and her chances for future happiness are OVER forever. Also, it's apparently our fault.

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Saturday and Sunday were auditions and callbacks for Room Service at Theatre Memphis. I believe I stand a pretty good chance of playing Sasha, the Russian waiter/actor. He has but a few scenes, but they have the potential to be hilarious, as does the rest of the show. Keep everything crossed!

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Mrs. Cwabs is in Los Aahngeles for a week of training on Unigraphics something something. She's mostly unfamiliar with the area, but wants to play tourist at some point this week. Any ideas on what she ought to visit, beyond the main stuff?

This, naturally, leaves me as bachelor father to upset girl whose ex-boyfriend will unDOUBTedly come over at some point this week to try to take advantage of her emotional instability, while I'm away at rehearsal. Maybe I should just get the restraining order now. Anyone have any idea what sort of rigamarole that would involve?

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[bigbrownhound.livejournal.com]

I was at work on saturday and only dropped home to pick up the girls to take them to hear Mr. Hounds band play at the coffee shop and we didn't get in until 11. And then yesterday we went to see Degas' Little Dancer at the Alliance (okay but not worth a whole review--part of the young audience series, we had comps).

Still I am sorry that your weekend pretty much sucked. It always seems to happen when Mrs. Cwab is away, way far away. At least the little Cwab is out of school for most of the week next week.

Cell phones aren't aloud at school are they? She can put a block on his number on her cell phone, but she'd need to make that choice so it doesn't appear that you're making it for her.

I "defriended" her on myspace because of all the bulletins and everytime I tried to send her a comment or something funny and auntie, my computer would crash.

[fancycwabs.livejournal.com]

Mrs Cwabs didn't leave until Sunday, but seems to think that this problem will resolve itself without parental influence.

Which it may, but with ex-boyfriend continuing to try to push buttons there needs to be a counterbalancing influence.

[bigbrownhound.livejournal.com]

Yep. You are right. Stupid ex-boyfriends.