We spent at least a couple of hours in the museum, perhaps longer; you lose sense of time seeing the exhibits, little filmic installations, and gorgeous old books & magazines, even though it's not very large square-footage-wise. Afterward we went to the museum store (of course), where I got myself the coolest salt & pepper shaker in the shape of a Rocket Man lunchbox (pepper) and rocketship (salt). WM got me a free T-shirt with her membership card - yay!
Then she took me on a geocache, which is like an Easter-egg hunt for a camoflage egg hidden in a place you'd never think to look without coy little clues and a GPS device. I found it and we looked at the log of who'd found it before (the cache itself was a teensy screw-together container the size of a pistol cartridge, and the log was rolled up tight inside. The Weaselden was only the second-to-last discoverer).
Then we zipped over to kijjohnson's for a lovely dinner with the male Wealselparent, jeanineers, woadwarrior, and WM, to which everyone contributed something. Afterward were tequila shots, and I used my Atomic Rocket salt-shaker for nuclear savoryness. Late-night chatting and then up with the sun (um, well, the sun is out...) for a new day of adventure: Today we're off to see the Robothon! (I'll just let the name suggest the activity.) It's so good to spend time with long-time friends I haven't seen enough of for too long.