So here's the great part about staying at Aunt Jackie's house - she's like a mother to us!  First thing this morning she cooked a giant farm breakfast with bacon & eggs, homemade biscuits and homemade jam, several types of fresh cut fruit, hot coffee, cream and juice.  Then we woke up.  But even so, the Coco Krispies and powdered milk were good too (even if the cereal was out of date by a few years).   Anyway, we're still in Sacramento (Lodi actually - just 20 minutes south) so we borrowed our cousin Lisa's car and headed to the city for the day.

Things went pretty well considering that we lived here for most of our lives.  We kept a pretty low profile and nobody recognized us until lunch.  That's when the trouble started.  An old acquantance, Randy, spotted us outside of a restaraunt and started yelling and cussing like a rodeo clown.  We calmed him down and told him we'd buy lunch and settle our past differences.  When dessert came, he got up to go to the bathroom so we ate ours and his, paid for lunch with his cash (he'd left his wallet behind on the table) and left a sizeable tip for the waitress.  When he returned to the table the whole yelling and cussing thing started all over again.  We suggested that he enroll in rage management class and ran for our car.

After that incident we decided that we were way too visible in Sacramento, so we headed back to our Aunt's house for the afternoon.  She suggested that we all go out to dinner (we suggested Lodi - not Sacramento!) and we ended up at some bar eating pub food.  It actually was a pretty high class place because in the restrooms they have bib dispensers so you can protect your shirt when eating.  We'd never seen anything like it before.  Pretty cool!  The evening ended pretty much without incident, except for when Aunt Jackie started downing Jaeger shots like a sailor on leave and challenging the other patrons to play strip darts with her.  We rounded her up, along with her husband Tony who was sitting at the bar with some professional escorts he apparently knew, and headed back to the farm.   All things considered it was waaaaaay too much excitement for one day, so tomorrow we'll be on the bike and who knows where we'll stop...

    
Randy will learn to hold his bladder!                              Jaeger shots & Corona chasers - always a good combo! 

    
Tony after we ran off the hookers....We mean "escorts."                               Kevin with the complmentary "bib!"