1. Just so we could have the information, the Deke scheduled a mover to come over and estimate how much it would cost to move our belongings to Kellogg. We know already that we will give away much that we own, but it was informative to have the mover give an estimate. He was a good guy, especially proud that he managed Coach Tony Bennett's move when Bennett left Washington State and moved to Charlottesville, VA. We also got an estimate for shipping the Sube to Kellogg. We will most likely not have the car shipped, not fly the Corgis to Spokane, and not fly ourselves to Spokane. I am pretty sure we'll drive.
2. We went to Quench taproom in Silver Spring late in the afternoon and thumbtacked down some dates for when we might do this and that -- we didn't really nail them down just yet. We told the owner of Quench, Mike, that we were moving and his immediate response was that maybe he would open a "super taphouse" with 100 taps in Kellogg. It was a good load of b.s. he was laying on us. I laughed inside. I didn't bother to tell Mike, as Debbie sipped from a $12.00 pint of Imperial IPA from Two Roads Brewing, that during happy hour at Radio Brewing in Kellogg, I could drink four pints of superb, fresh beer brewed in house for the cost of one of the Deke's pints. I also decided to keep my mouth shut about the remarkable Inland Lounge in Kellogg. I'm not a dream crusher.
3. We ended our night back at Old Line and, just like last night, split a burger and an order of parmesan truffle fries. By now, we'd had enough of calendars, lists, and estimates and we just marveled at Venus Williams playing tennis on television and the Deke had a good conversation with the couple sitting next to her about schools and the good old days when she taught in the Prince George's County School District. I sat quietly, ruminating about all that has happened in 2017 and all that is still to come.
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