No KC ghosts
For the first time since my unfortunate incident of July 17-18, I have returned to Buffalo Wild Wings Zona Rosa in Kansas City.
I am glad to report today’s visit is under much happier circumstances, although I don’t know if I will be able to get through tonight without tears.
The tears will be for my dear friend Liz, who will be leaving Kansas City with her longtime boyfriend, Sean, Saturday morning for their new life in Colorado Springs.
Today was supposed to be her last day of work at Buffalo Wild Wings, but Liz switched with someone to make yesterday her last. She’s here, though, which I really appreciate.
Unlike most other trips to Kansas City, this one will be brief. Later tonight I’m back on Interstate 70 headed for Russell. I have a 9 a.m. appointment in Hays with Crista. Very important. It’s very tough to get on her schedule, so I don’t want to miss it.
It was bearable today, unlike most of July, where the temperatures have constantly been above 100 in Russell and the rest of western Kansas. In Kansas City, the heat index has been over 110 on many days. That’s hot. Hotter than Louisiana on most days. I would venture to guess there have been at least seven days of Excessive Heat Warnings in the Kansas City metro since July 13.
Buzztime’s science fiction specific game is going on right now. It’s every Wednesday at 7 p.m. I play it just to kill time before SIX, my favorite game, which will start at 7:30.
If I had my druthers, I’d go back to a hotel and crash until 9 or 10 tomorrow morning, then check out at noon and then leave. But I’ll be sleeping (very little before the appointment) in my own bed. It’s fine.