Since February it’s been awfully hard to have the four Katz’ hang out together. Karen and Joey went to Los Angeles, then Joey and I went to visit Rob in Brazil, followed by Karen and Joey headed down to New Orleans. So we were all looking forward to a road trip to New Paltz on Saturday for Record Store Day.
It’s a long drive, about 2 1/2 hours worth and, for some reason, I’ve lately reverted to my childhood car sickness. Not full-blown, thankfully, but enough to make me a bit queasy. It was a welcome stop for gas at a place called The Milk Run. I couldn’t wait to get out of the car.
Nate wandered in first, making a quick move to the bathroom. Once out, he got a snack and a drink. Karen grabbed a tea. When the cashier rang up all three purchases, Nate immediately paid for it all. It was a very matter of fact, grown up thing to do. My guess is he wasn’t consciously treating, but that he’s gotten used to paying his own way is quite wonderful and mature.
In New Paltz, Karen dropped Joey and I at Rhino Records. She and Nate were headed to the antique stores. Nate does like record stores, but mostly for their DVDs, videos and old Disney records. Rhino isn’t big on those items, so he passed. After that, Joey and I headed to Jack’s Rhythms for some more shopping.
There we met up with Will Hermes, an old college pal and excellent rock writer/broadcaster these days forRolling Stone, NPR and other outlets. Nate and Karen popped in and Nate asked Will if he knew about the new asian restaurant (he did say the name, which I will mercifully leave out). Will was great as he intently followed Nate’s sometimes hard to understand line of conversation.
We ended up at the new asian place. Nate is usually deferred to when it comes to eating. If he’s happy, we’re happy and the rest of us don’t care that much. We like everything. Sometimes we get into situations like on Saturday, when the eatery is mediocre at best and he doesn’t like it. Nate had some white rice, french fries which were like Chinese-food infused french fries and the plain chicken. Well, he tried the chicken, spit it out into his hand like a little kid and that was that. He’d had enough. So we ate what Karen referred to as mall-caliber Chinese food, which it was.
The experience was saved by Moxie Cupcake. We should have had cupcakes for lunch. Nate loves his cupcakes and spends a lot of time playing with apps that “make” food. He got the list of Moxie offerings and started creating them on his iPad. The app he enjoys, More Cupcakes, is made by Maverick Software, and Nate has become a solid member of the commenting community on their Facebook page.
On the way home we stopped at the Wal-Mart in Cobleskill for computer ink and Nate grabbed the Cowboys and Aliens Blu-ray. We watched last night. I always ask Nate about a movie in an attempt to draw out a conversation.
“What were your two favorite parts, Nate?”
“I liked the western scenes and the space stuff.”
So, as Joey pointed out, when it comes to Cowboys and Aliens, Nate liked both the cowboys and the aliens. Not destined to be a film critic, that boy.