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Feb. 26th, 2006 12:10 amAfter work Friday, I met with Paul S. at the Regal theater at Gallery Place to see Madea's Family Reunion. Paul and I counted only two other white people there. The movie was entertaining, but they could have snipped out at least a couple of story lines. The movie ended up feeling a little scattered to me.
After the movie, Paul and I walked around the corner to a Mongolian grill restaurant. Paul had never eaten anything like it and enjoyed himself a great deal. As for myself, I prefer a restaurant out in Bethesda, but this one was convenient.
We were planning on Paul returning to Baltimore with me, but we were a little concerned about the timing of our arrival at Union Station because Metro started routing the red line trains on a single track for about three stations around Gallery Place. However, we did make it to Union Station with plenty of time to spare and had an uneventful trip to Baltimore.
Saturday, we wandered down to the Inner Harbor for lunch and then strolled over to Baltimore's Museum of Maryland African-American History and Culture to meet the Baltimore chapter of Black and White Men Together for a tour.
My biggest impression of the museum is that it's too small to contain the exhibits. Everything seemed to be too crowded; you often had no room to share the space with other people while reading the exhibit labels. Despite this, I had a great time wandering around. I really didn't have the time to read everything. I could have spent at least a couple of additional hours there.
The rest of the group were all headed out to dinner, but Paul and I returned to my apartment so that he could catch a train back to DC. He was planning to walk to the light rail station, take the light rail to BWI and then catch a bus from BWI to the Greenbelt Metro station so he could take the metro home to Anacostia until I pointed out that if he just took the train from Baltimore to DC, he'd be in Union Station about the time the light rail would have dropped him off at BWI, for the cost of a $13 ticket.
After Paul left, Russell popped over and we had grilled cheese sandwiches and vegetable soup while watching the last two episodes of Battlestar Galactica. This week's episode was particularly good. Turning the story around to see what's happening from the Cylon point of view approaches genius, as far as I'm concerned. Caprica Six is a great character; I hope to see more of her.
Sunday, I'm going to do some laundry and then take the train to DC to spend the afternoon and evening with Michael A. — he's "Friday's man" from last weekend. I'll take along the DVD of Vanity Fair that Netflix just mailed to me. Perhaps Michael will want to watch it with me.
Monday evening is C1 dancing. Tuesday is Chesapeake Squares' club night. Thursday is C2 dancing. Saturday is a trip to the National Aquarium in Baltimore with Eric.
After the movie, Paul and I walked around the corner to a Mongolian grill restaurant. Paul had never eaten anything like it and enjoyed himself a great deal. As for myself, I prefer a restaurant out in Bethesda, but this one was convenient.
We were planning on Paul returning to Baltimore with me, but we were a little concerned about the timing of our arrival at Union Station because Metro started routing the red line trains on a single track for about three stations around Gallery Place. However, we did make it to Union Station with plenty of time to spare and had an uneventful trip to Baltimore.
Saturday, we wandered down to the Inner Harbor for lunch and then strolled over to Baltimore's Museum of Maryland African-American History and Culture to meet the Baltimore chapter of Black and White Men Together for a tour.
My biggest impression of the museum is that it's too small to contain the exhibits. Everything seemed to be too crowded; you often had no room to share the space with other people while reading the exhibit labels. Despite this, I had a great time wandering around. I really didn't have the time to read everything. I could have spent at least a couple of additional hours there.
The rest of the group were all headed out to dinner, but Paul and I returned to my apartment so that he could catch a train back to DC. He was planning to walk to the light rail station, take the light rail to BWI and then catch a bus from BWI to the Greenbelt Metro station so he could take the metro home to Anacostia until I pointed out that if he just took the train from Baltimore to DC, he'd be in Union Station about the time the light rail would have dropped him off at BWI, for the cost of a $13 ticket.
After Paul left, Russell popped over and we had grilled cheese sandwiches and vegetable soup while watching the last two episodes of Battlestar Galactica. This week's episode was particularly good. Turning the story around to see what's happening from the Cylon point of view approaches genius, as far as I'm concerned. Caprica Six is a great character; I hope to see more of her.
Sunday, I'm going to do some laundry and then take the train to DC to spend the afternoon and evening with Michael A. — he's "Friday's man" from last weekend. I'll take along the DVD of Vanity Fair that Netflix just mailed to me. Perhaps Michael will want to watch it with me.
Monday evening is C1 dancing. Tuesday is Chesapeake Squares' club night. Thursday is C2 dancing. Saturday is a trip to the National Aquarium in Baltimore with Eric.