Everything will come your way.
Long time no blog. Last two weeks I've been slammed with work and meeting up with friends for weekend events.
Two weekends ago was Homecoming.......good times, good times. All I have to say is that, thanks to my handy little camera, several of my friends will not be running for political office any time soon. hee hee. Some pictures I can't tell if it's the franks or the beans. Hey, I can't help what people do when they get drunk in public places.
It was so good to see all the old gang back together having fun.
This past weekend, my friend Meg, her hubby, and one of her friends and I went on our haunted house tour in a large city close by. Meg and I did the same tour last year and we were impressed. This year, we took two new people along on the same tour and were pretty let down. Sad to say, the houses were not as interesting or fun this year. We still had a great time hanging out. Part of which included people-watching while standing outside a gas station eating snacks....
So after making a restroom pit stop so we wouldn't have to use the porta potties at the haunted houses, we bought some drinks and snacks and finished them off before we got into our cars. We're standing like Jay & Silent Bob outside the gas station/convenience store chit-chatting....and this young white guy rolls up in a huge new, black Dodge truck decked out with chrome trim on everything, rims, you name it. He gets out and looks about 20 and pretty skinny and short. But he walked like he had it goin on, in gang banger chic, with his jeans pulled down, and his new hat just placed on the top of his head, turned back to the right. Must have been daddy's truck because there was no way he could have bought that on his own. Meg's husband goes over to look at his truck and soon after, the guy comes out of the store, gets in the truck, and peels out of the parking space. Then, he peels out of the gas station onto the street. We all think "where are the cops to see this?" And before anyone could say anything really, a police car races out onto the street from behind the gas station and turns on his lights to pull the guy over. Then another trooper follows not a few seconds later. The great thing was, that the cop peeled out of the gas station just like the truck did. Funny. And for once, a police officer was actually there when we wished they were to see what this idiot was doing. Such drama we experienced, and for free! We should hang out at gas stations more often.
Then I met up with some other friends downtown and partied with them at the bar til close. After that we went to a 50's style greasy spoon close by and ate breakfast. This was one fascinating place. You have the after bar crowd - totally wasted - and officers of the law all hanging out together eating bacon & eggs. Which is normal for any late night diner, but the last time I was there with my friends in August, we saw a lot of the same people. Which is strange because this is located in a big city. Anyway, what captured my attention was a lady at the next table. I would guess her age as late 50s, much too young to be wearing what she was, and in public. Her shirt was along the lines of the top of a muumuu, very loose and with a round collar. Sort of a house dress meets the top of a clown outfit. The material stole the show. It was a black, white and grey background design with the M&M characters in the various M&M colors dotted all over it. It looked as if someone took kid's bedsheets and made a ridiculous top out of it. The piece de resistance was the lace edging on the collar. It was like a train wreck, I couldn't take my eyes away. And she was with her husband and a younger man who were both dressed nicely in Dockers and a polo shirt. Can't believe they let her go out like that. Funny thing is, she would have been a somewhat attractive older woman if she would have worn something a little more appropriate. But who am I to say what to wear to an all night diner. However, I remember seeing her at a table at the same bar we were at when we first came in. Yikes.
Off on a tangent....no transitional material here....
A couple weeks ago, after eating at my fave Chinese buffet, I opened my fortune cookie and it said "Everything will come your way." Ain't that the truth!
Two weekends ago was Homecoming.......good times, good times. All I have to say is that, thanks to my handy little camera, several of my friends will not be running for political office any time soon. hee hee. Some pictures I can't tell if it's the franks or the beans. Hey, I can't help what people do when they get drunk in public places.
It was so good to see all the old gang back together having fun.
This past weekend, my friend Meg, her hubby, and one of her friends and I went on our haunted house tour in a large city close by. Meg and I did the same tour last year and we were impressed. This year, we took two new people along on the same tour and were pretty let down. Sad to say, the houses were not as interesting or fun this year. We still had a great time hanging out. Part of which included people-watching while standing outside a gas station eating snacks....
So after making a restroom pit stop so we wouldn't have to use the porta potties at the haunted houses, we bought some drinks and snacks and finished them off before we got into our cars. We're standing like Jay & Silent Bob outside the gas station/convenience store chit-chatting....and this young white guy rolls up in a huge new, black Dodge truck decked out with chrome trim on everything, rims, you name it. He gets out and looks about 20 and pretty skinny and short. But he walked like he had it goin on, in gang banger chic, with his jeans pulled down, and his new hat just placed on the top of his head, turned back to the right. Must have been daddy's truck because there was no way he could have bought that on his own. Meg's husband goes over to look at his truck and soon after, the guy comes out of the store, gets in the truck, and peels out of the parking space. Then, he peels out of the gas station onto the street. We all think "where are the cops to see this?" And before anyone could say anything really, a police car races out onto the street from behind the gas station and turns on his lights to pull the guy over. Then another trooper follows not a few seconds later. The great thing was, that the cop peeled out of the gas station just like the truck did. Funny. And for once, a police officer was actually there when we wished they were to see what this idiot was doing. Such drama we experienced, and for free! We should hang out at gas stations more often.
Then I met up with some other friends downtown and partied with them at the bar til close. After that we went to a 50's style greasy spoon close by and ate breakfast. This was one fascinating place. You have the after bar crowd - totally wasted - and officers of the law all hanging out together eating bacon & eggs. Which is normal for any late night diner, but the last time I was there with my friends in August, we saw a lot of the same people. Which is strange because this is located in a big city. Anyway, what captured my attention was a lady at the next table. I would guess her age as late 50s, much too young to be wearing what she was, and in public. Her shirt was along the lines of the top of a muumuu, very loose and with a round collar. Sort of a house dress meets the top of a clown outfit. The material stole the show. It was a black, white and grey background design with the M&M characters in the various M&M colors dotted all over it. It looked as if someone took kid's bedsheets and made a ridiculous top out of it. The piece de resistance was the lace edging on the collar. It was like a train wreck, I couldn't take my eyes away. And she was with her husband and a younger man who were both dressed nicely in Dockers and a polo shirt. Can't believe they let her go out like that. Funny thing is, she would have been a somewhat attractive older woman if she would have worn something a little more appropriate. But who am I to say what to wear to an all night diner. However, I remember seeing her at a table at the same bar we were at when we first came in. Yikes.
Off on a tangent....no transitional material here....
A couple weeks ago, after eating at my fave Chinese buffet, I opened my fortune cookie and it said "Everything will come your way." Ain't that the truth!
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