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birthday rides

G: Is it official? We seem to have gone to a once every two week update cycle. My oh my, it could be true.

Way back on the 18th of July, Renee had a birthday, and Izolda had a book release party. I gave Renee a card at the book release party that had pictures of two red cheerleading pom poms on it, similar to the ones we used when performing at the Al shows. I had ordered us each a set but they hadn't arrived yet. Izolda's book release party was at Mayorga Coffee Factory. It was a nice and funky place. There was lots of coffee, food, and desserts. We saw lots of people we know and hung out for hours chatting with people. Izolda was very happy with the turn out and invited whoever wanted to come back to her office for more celebrating. About a dozen people did, and there were more desserts and a cake for me since my birthday was the next day. That was very sweet (and so was the cake).

On Saturday I don't think we did much (except Chris came to town, and I turned 40. Forty. Forty years old.) until that evening when Nancy was having a "July birthdays" party at her beau Craig's house in Cheverly. We got there while there was still quite a bit of light and played a bit of corn hole. Lori had set up a "make your own mojito" station which I used to make many mojitos (most not even for me). A lot of people showed up and it was a great, fun party, that went late into the night. Thanks for coming if you did!

On Sunday I went to a baby shower for Diana (the pottery studio manager) and Josh and the baby who'd arrived a bit early - Sofia. It was a lovely little party and the baby was adorable. Later that evening we went to La Tasca in Rockville and met some friends for a birthday dinner with Renee. Afterwards we went to Alex and Renee's for a little while and played Rock Band. Fun!

On Tuesday, Code Monkey arrived. He's a little stuffed monkey that's being sent all over the country (and soon to Europe) visiting with fans of Jonathan Coulton. I brought him with me most everywhere I went over the next several days. He visited the pottery studio and "downtown" Old Greenbelt that day.

Wednesday was the traditional birthday rollercoastering trip. Alex, Renee, John, TVTom, and I all piled into Alex's car and drove to Busch Gardens (soon to be Inbev Gardens?).

Now, going on long trips is getting trickier in this area. You basically can't go anywhere anytime near rush hour without hitting major delays. Since we decided to leave at 8am and didn't take off until 8:30, there was a bit of discussion as to whether or not 95 south would be the best way to go. An alternate route was suggested and taken. But we still didn't get there until 4 hours later. It used to take about 3.

No matter, once there we headed for The Griffon, their newest, and if I was to believe reports, biggest and baddest roller coaster. We were distracted by nice animals on the way - the bald eagle reserve and wolf yard. There was a Pet Shenanigans show going on but it was crowded and that first coaster ride was more important. We pushed on through Ireland and headed to it. The coaster handles a lot of people at once - 30 riders, 3 rows of 10 each. So the line went fast. We rode the front and I screamed like I was going to die on the first 90 degree drop. The coaster pauses at the top of the drop, hanging you facing straight down. Then I laughed through the rest of the somewhat short ride.

We rode again right away, and this time I just enjoyed the ride. It wasn't scary at all after the first time. We got a great picture with Code Monkey with all of us in the front row, but I have to rant about how you must buy a "picture package" and can't just buy the picture. I wanted the larger picture, and you have to choose something like a frame or a cd case or some backpack thing or a keychain as well. I wanted the cd case but the fellow said the larger picture wouldn't fit in anything but the frame. So I got this stupid, enormous frame that says The Griffon and Busch Gardens on it. I kicked myself later thinking "I wouldn't have put the picture in the cd case or anything anyway, I should have gotten something a little more useful. ARGH!" But I finally appeased myself by deciding I could glue decorations all over the frame and make it pretty. ANYway...

We rode a bunch of rollercoasters and Code Monkey rode in the front with me for all of them (okay, except the Loch Ness Monster, we didn't feel like waiting for the front for that one. But all coasters are about 10X better in the front row). Oh, there was a new 3D ride thingy that took a long wait but was really fun called Curse of Darkastle.

We had a long drive home too. We were all hungry and agreed on going to Subway. We saw a highway sign and meandered to one that was inside a gas station and it was closed. But the next Subway sign boasted 24hours! We were so psyched! It was also inside a fancy gas station. There was a sign that said they were out of lettuce. Then it turned out they didn't carry the veggie burger. I was quite discouraged and grumpy about that. But I was also hungry so I got a veggie sammitch anyway.

We tried to cut through DC on the way home and as soon as we got onto 295 it was all backed up with no way off. It turned out to be closed completely and we made our way through DC streets that were all under construction to Kennilworth. Finally we made it home. It was cramped in the back seat of the car so I was glad to be home.

Code Monkey came with us to Red Robin on Friday night where Renee and I had free birthday burgers (veggie for me, and not very good, despite avocado and sauteed mushrooms on it...). Alex, TVTom, Rich and Izolda came too. I had a Mai Tai which was good. Then RnA, Tom and Ginohn went to see The Dark Knight.

On Saturday Chris came with us when we took Code Monkey on a touristy sight seeing trip around town. We went to the National Arboretum, the United States Botanic Garden, the Air and Space Museum, and the FDR Memorial

That night we all went to a party at a stranger's house. A nice, friendly stranger who is friends with an old friend of mine from college, who I hadn't seen since, well, college. Paul G. found me on facebook a while back and lives in DC. We'd half-heartedly been trying to get together ever since, so when he invited me to this party we decided to go. We were there for over an hour before he arrived, but we had a fine time meeting new people and hanging out. The party started late and before I knew it it had gotten late and I was exhausted from the long day. But it was fun hanging out with Paul and Co. and we may see him again this weekend.

On Sunday John and I met a fellow Jonathan Coulton fan to pass Code Monkey on. We met up at a Thai place called Amina in Rockville since she lives in Bethesda. The food was excellent! We chatted for a couple of hours and had a lovely time. Then John and I went to the Regal Cinema to see Hancock.

Tonight we went to the new National's stadium because Brick sent us two tickets. The stadium was really nice despite being a stadium. I barely watched the game but had some fun looking for the veggie food, watching crazy fans, and chatting with Brick. My ipod touch (did I tell you I got one for my birthday?) was able to connect to some wifi there and so we showed Brick a youtube video (Weezer's Pork and Beans). Thanks for the tix, Brick!

intolerable cruelty

J: The following email from Berwyn's mayor describes the kind of abomination that happens in police states. Here is a local news organization's reporting of the story. Here's a national report.

Here's my report: Some paid thugs delivered a box to the mayor's porch. After the mayor took the box inside, the paid thugs broke in, killed his dogs, handcuffed him, and trashed his house. It is unknown whether anyone will be held accountable.

And here is the mayor's telling:

From: "Cheye Calvo"
Date: July 30, 2008 11:42:16 AM EDT
Subject: Tuesday evening (and night)

Dear Friends and Neighbors-

Yesterday evening, as my mother-in-law prepared dinner and I changed clothes hurrying to head to a community meeting, a heavily-armed county SWAT team burst through our living room door and shot and killed both of our dogs. There were loud voices. In the sights of two high-caliber weapons, I was ushered downstairs in only my boxer shorts before I was bound and forced to kneel on the floor. My mother-in-law was bound face down in the kitchen. The dead body of my bigger and older dog, Payton, laid in a pool of blood on the other side of the living room.

It was some time before someone spoke to me other than to yell orders. I was told there was a warrant but was never shown one. After many questions and much anger, I was told that they had intercepted a package addressed to our house that contained 32 pounds of marijuana. The large, white box, which I just had retrieved from the front porch, sat unopened on a living room table.

The county police then proceeded to turn our house upside-down. I was moved to the kitchen, where I could see my little dog, Chase, lying in his own pool of blood. My mother-in-law watched them shoot him while he was running away. After about 90 minutes, they finally removed my restraints, which tied my hands behind my back. About the same time, Animal Control came to remove our dogs. Emotions overtook me; I broke down and sobbed.

They asked questions. Through my anger, hurt, and confusion, I answered them. Trinity came home from work a little after 8:00 pm, and they questioned her outside. We both were and remain in shock. It does not make sense, but shared what we could. About three-and-a-half hours passed before they acknowledged that they had found nothing to connect us to the box, but could not be 100 certain whether or not we were involved. The package alone was enough to arrest us all, they said, but they would not so long as we continued to cooperate.

Then they left. The broken front door remained open and unsecured. Blood from my dogs was pooled and tracked throughout the house. Our belongings were pulled from drawers, closets, and trunks and tossed about, piled in the middle of rooms and on tables and beds.

A Berwyn Heights officer on the scene helped me get the door shut. Just after midnight, I began to clean up the blood. We put a few things back. Trinity and I tried to sleep. Instead, we both laid there through the night as disbelief, fear, and anger played off one another. We try to make sense of it. They invaded our home and killed our dogs! That, above all else, can't be undone.

A friend came this morning to secure the door. People have begun to call, and the outpouring of friendship and support brings tears to my eyes. The media calls have begun, as well.

I wanted to get this out so that you at least hear the story from me. This promises to be a lengthy process, which will involve telling and re-living this story time and again. Hopefully, the healing will begin soon.

Warm regards,
Cheye  (Mayor of Berwyn Heights

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