Rats, lost keys, Keeneland, grateful dead

Went out with friends last night for dinner to a local Korean restaurant... The place is great but is a bit strange in terms of its decor, etc...In the back of the restaurant,, they have a room with couches, big screen tv and a karaoke machine.. We asked about karaoke, and they asked if we wanted to sing .. We said no, just wanted to ask.. apparently you can reserved the place, bring your own drinks and stay as long as you want and have a karaoke party.. Plans are in the works..

After dinner we hit Champions bar for a after party for an all day concert that was in support of flood victims.. Only thing was, there wasn't really a party.. So we decided we'd play some pool at one of the 3 tables they had.. We went to the bar to find out about playing pool, but they said they can't find the keys to open up any of the tables.. So foosball was played ... poorly.

Michelle and I were heading home and we decided to stop by what is becoming one of our favorite places (Harry's bar) for a drink before heading home.. Well, when we arrived there were a group of guys on couches with a guitar singing classic rock and roll songs.. Sweet Home Alabama was going when we arrived. We headed out to the patio, which is this surreal, quiet, dark place that is a great place to take in a beverage.. There was a group of Malawians slow dancing and telling great stories that we couldn't understand..

After they left we decided maybe it was time to pack it it.... Then a giant rat scurried across the bar, as the bartender chased after it.

We were about to head home when I heard a Malawian man talking about how wonderful The Grateful Dead were and how he saw them in concert in Maryland one summer.. He loved them! I couldn't believe it, but what a great story.. HE mentioned how weird everyone looked, but were so kind, etc..   Then Harry asked where we were from and we told hime Kentucky... He busted out with... "Lexington! Rupp Arena! Go Catssss!!!!"   Apparently he'd been there for 6 months or so working at Keeneland.. So strange and such a small world..

Not much else to say.. I think the photo of Maura sums up our weekend.. below is a photo I was able to capture while visiting Mkanda village..  The children and grandmother on the right have no idea what an iPhone can do... I just mentioned to the two college aged men that their phone had SIRI capability...

Ok, not much else.. We are serving up pizza night here at the house, and the weather here is spectacular.. Hope all is well back home

Ode to Navin R. Johnson (The Jerk).  "I'm Somebody!"