Charlie came and slept over here after staying out really late doing man-stuff with the man-friends at the man-house. I believe homemade beer bottling was involved. We both slept in til 11 or so and then he departed in a frenzy to pick up friends and go to Chicago for an NBA game. I got myself going eventually and R. and I went to Global Foods in Kirkwood. Kirkwood seems like a weird location for an international grocery store in the St. Louis area but who knows, I guess it’s kind of central if you include the burbs. Anyway, the store was awesome, I hadn’t been there before, but it’s a regular size grocery store with food from pretty much every major country, including all sorts of exotic produce. We wandered around for a long time just checking things out, then went back around with baskets to actually make some purchases. The weather was horribly disgusting, heavy rain.
I dropped R. off and went home to do not much, and then Charlie called. I was expecting him to report that he was safely in Chicago, but instead he was letting me know he hit ice on a bridge and slid into a guardrail on the highway near my college town. Everyone was ok, but it was still not good news, especially since he suspected his car was totaled. We had some more phone calling to figure out how they would get home without a car, and I didn’t go out the rest of the evening due to a) not wanting to get in an accident of my own and b) wanting to be around in case Charlie needed logistical help. They took the train back and he and I ended up chatting for about an hour 1/2 en route. He got home around midnight and I went over to his place to watch the repeat of the basketball game he was supposed to attend and have a cuddle. I slept there.
