gurdymonkey | Tuesday night follies, now on Wednesday!

Dad turned up on my doorstep a bit after 5 and accompanied me to taiko class. My legs were killing me last night and I've got some muscle soreness today. I am putting it down to the fact that I spent two of the last seven days parked on an airplane for more than 6 hours and couldn't get any properly aerobic walks in during the Annapolis stay due to uncooperative weather or slower moving walking companions. The o-daiko exercises are challenging - just when I start getting a glimmer of coordination on one move, Sean throws something new into the mix. (I have to move my feet and play at the same time????)

Still, it was fun, Dad was duly impressed with an art he's unfamiliar with, and we took the opportunity to try India Palace as it was on the way back across town. I had a classic rogan josh, he had a fish curry, accompanied by garlic naan, mango chutney and yummy basmati rice, washed down with mango lassi, and topped off with saffron ice cream dusted with pistachios. I snagged a take-out menu on my way out the door. Portions were smallish for the price, but I thought it was pretty good.

I instructed Dad in the art of using the On Demand menu so he could view the first three episodes of "The Pacific." He has a different cable provider than I do, but maybe he will be inspired to figure out their On Demand service at home. I started to droop in the middle of Episode 2, slunk upstairs and fell asleep to the sounds of machine gun fire.

This evening's festivities should include a grocery run, a nap, and knocking together an article for Yipe, since