Finally.

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Yeah, got the shower and such done.  Right as I was getting ready to finish dressing I heard the phone.  Yep, it was my friend.  "You alive yet"?  Hmm, I almost had to think for a second.  Oh, yeah, I think so!  *chuckles*  Yeah, I'm... just about to head in, I suggested.  Pants might be socially more acceptable, but I'll be on the road in five.  *click*  Not a hang up, just how men are supposed to talk on the phone.

A lot of waiting for the paperwork to go through.  His rifle looks a lot like an m-15.  I'd have to see them side by side to see any size difference.  I'm not familiar with that style.  While they were going waiting for approval, we went and looked the store over.  A couple of odds and ends dropped into the basket.  I was getting hungry, though, and tired of waiting.  The guy at the counter said he would call when he got the okay, after checking back and letting him know we were heading out.  My friend wanted a smoke, so out the front door and down a bit, because of nagging.  Right about as we were going to head out the call came.  Back in the store.  Sheesh, buying a gun is worse than surgery!  Oh well.  He's a proud new father!  I, however, forgot the cigars.

Then, on to... somewhere.  Gas?  Oh, no.  Meant to hit the bbq joint, on the other side of town.  Closed, shuttered, done.  *le sighe*  But there are always other shops.  Angie's is our regular, though we stop at other places from time to time.  Some places I won't eat at, some places he doesn't like.  There are enough odds and ends that we get variety coupled with some regularity.  This time?  A new place, Buffalo Chicken Wings or such.  Not my thing, but I hoped they had other choices.  And they did.  Plus I sampled their hot sauces, if I just had a burger.  Now, their burgers come with sauce, so, not being absolutely sure, but... I ordered their mango habanero.  Not bad.  And, really, other than being sweeter for the mango, it was about the level that I make.  It was good.  They had a sampling tray, for their sauces.  That arrived before the meal, so beside sampling others, I tried the mango habanero, and their hottest sauce, along with some milder stuff.  I was... impressed.  None of it was too hot, by far.  Middling but that is good enough for me.  I don't need it really hot all the time... if I wouldn't mind finding some stuff that could make me sweat. 

I really enjoyed my burger.  After it, I decided to see if they had any of their hottest stuff, in a jar.  That tastes much like mine, about the same heat level.  Only, it was much better balanced, with tomato and some other veggies, and just... more pleasant.  I had to ask if they had any of the sauce to go.  Sure did.  $5.99 for, say, 12 fluid ounces, give or take?  Reheheheally...  I pay more than that just for the habaneros that I put into my sauce, by twice.  Plus another half pound of Thai, Serrano, and jalapeno peppers, plus onion, garlic, dry habanero...  And mine isn't as tasty, all around, if not bad.  But mine makes half what their offering provides.  Yeah, that was a nobrainer.  So, I am the proud owner of some hot sauce that gives me pleasure.  Yum!  My friend went one step past the honey bbq and that was that. 

On the way home I realized how close the time is!  I am going to try to force myself out of bed, or stay awake, and get in tomorrow to see about tire rotation and an oil change.  Gah!  Between time creep, insomnia, exhaustion, and cloudy days, the burn has snuck up on me!  Oh, I'll do fine.  Hmm, best check about a placket of steaks and get those hard frozen, and some hamburger.  I looked for an overtent, or even an simple gazebo.  The thing is to find one I believe is strong enough.  Ugh.  Hmm... well...  Later.