On Sunday, I broke a tang clean off an epee blade. You’ve no idea what a tang is? Let me show you one one of my non-broken blades (this, by the way, is one of my favorites. it’s a chevalier FIE maraging blade). The arrow points out the tang.

Since this is one of my favorite blades, let’s have another look at it.

It’s so pretty.

And no, that’s not the blade that’s now useless, or there’d be a lot more crying.

The blade I broke the tang off of was just a boring, stiff as a pole standard blade.

The two pieces together:

aaaaaaand, the two pieces apart:

The little blue things sticking out are bits of wire. And it was such a NICE wiring job.

One more view:

*sigh*

I will just keep repeating to myself that at least it wasn’t an expensive blade.

…because when you’re a grown up, you have to step outside your comfort zone of plain american-ish food.

I like my plain cheese pizza, thank you very much.

Anyway, so we (nathan and I) went on a little culinary adventure this weekend. Saturday night we had Thai takeout. Nathan has previously had Thai food. Nathan loves Thai food, particularly pad thai. So we ordered. I got Chicken Garlic and it was okay. Not my favorite, but I didn’t hate it, either. You have to realize, for me, that’s impressive for a new food.

Nathan got thing dish called Yaki Soba Noodle.

The first thing I noticed is that it smelled like a barn. Not just some old, abandoned barn either, but a barn that’s being used. And by being used, I mean a barn with horses, cows, goats, sheep, chickens and pigs all in there. That’s what it smelled like.

Now, Nathan seemed to like it. So I figured, what the hell, I’ll try it.

I tried it.

Not only did it smell like a barn, but it tasted how a barn smells.

Barn Thai.

Then came Sunday and we hit up an Indian buffet. The restaurant itself was fantastic. The service was exceptional, the owner a great guy, the atmosphere very low-key, and the interior design quite nice. But… I didn’t like anything on the 28 course buffet.

Well, the naan bread was okay and the cucumber salad wasn’t bad.

But other than that, nothing. I even wanted to like it because the place was so relaxing and the people so damn nice. But nothing doing. I can’t remember any of the dishes we actually had (nathan liked all but one thing on the buffet) but I know we didn’t have tikki marsala, which is apparently everyone’s favorite.

So we’ll go back. I mean, the owner? He really was that nice. As was the restaurant.

For pete’s sake, I think I’ve got another sinus infection. To top that off, there was a fencing tournament this weekend and I didn’t get to play. I did, however, get to take some photos:

…and you can see all the rest of ‘em here.

GGKaren: “What’s the difference between a sofa and a couch?”

Me: “Spelling.”