...and who doesnt' love waffles at 10 pm.
My friend Emmilie and went to the Waffle House the other night and it rocked. We were just chillin waiting for our order when the most amazing thing happened. A man came in and sat down a couple booths behind me. I don't know how I didn't notice him because I should have felt the awesome that he radiated, but i didn't. But as soon as I heard him speak I instantly admired this stranger.
The first words out of his mouth preceeded the question as to whether he was ready to order or not. He said "I'm ready to rock and roll whenever you are." Pffffft who says that. I wanted to badly to turn around and see who he was soooo bad and the more he spoke the more I just wanted to see who this man was. But I didn't want it to be awkwardly obvious so i just sat there. The next words he spoke were his order, "I'll have 8 eggs, hold the yoke on 6. Hashbrowns, can you steam those? and Wheat toast...dry." Later he requested that they throw a square of cheese on the eggs.
As soon as he ordered I asked Emmilie if Gaston was sitting behind me. She just laughed and nodded. And once he got his food Emmilie started laughing even more as Gaston proceeded to cover his plate with hot sauce. And he scarfed his food because he was not there long. When he did leave Emmilie made sure that got a good look at this Gaston character. He was HUGE. Big square chin, ginormous chest, and massive arms, and he probably stood about 6'3". He really did look like Gaston from the Beauty and the Beast. The only thing that tipped me off that he probably wasn't THE Gaston is that this man wore a green shirt and I'm pretty sure that Gaston wears a red shirt.
I've decided that the day I order "8 eggs hold the yoke on 6" is the day I become a real man. Seriously who does that. The only people who can do that are those who could pummel/devour in you in 3.2 seconds if you ever decided to make fun of their eating habits within ear shot of them. So between that and some great waffles we had an amazing night at the Waffle House.
Friday, February 27, 2009
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Friday, February 6, 2009
sushi, kiwi, and santa
Today was my day off. So what does an ambition young single man like myself do on his day off? Not a whole lot. Earlier in the day I went to this sweet get stuff free "swap." It was pretty much all the stuff people didn't want to take home when they were done with their Disney program. I went with the dream of bringing home toaster and was blessed with so much more. I also ended up bringing home an ice cream scoop AND a sweeeeeeeeet plastic Santa. It's about 3 feet tall, plastic, hollow, and it illuminates when plugged in. And the best part is that it was all for FREE!
If that wasn't enough excitement for one day my afternoon nap was followed by a trip to get sushi. I went with my friend Emillie and her friend. I don't remember her name but I do know that it starts with an A. So I just call her by a different A name everytime (don't roll your eyes Jenni), I'll get her name right eventually.
Anyway the sushi was pretty good. I love sushi, but not in Idaho, coastal states only please. The real magic of the day started when we were walking home from sushi. Emillie said something about there being kiwis on the ground so naturally I looked. And there were. Not only that but they still in a plastic bag. So I picked them up. I thoroughly inspected the bag before taking it home, just to make sure that there were no holes or bugs or bad stuff like that. So I took them home and we ate them and watched Nacho Libre. What a great way to end a pleasently unproductive day, FREE KIWIS! and now I'm staring at my Santa and trying to think of a great new name for him. Isn't my life great.
P.S. if you read this I'm sorry I wasted time you'll never get back and could have using to do something worth while.
If that wasn't enough excitement for one day my afternoon nap was followed by a trip to get sushi. I went with my friend Emillie and her friend. I don't remember her name but I do know that it starts with an A. So I just call her by a different A name everytime (don't roll your eyes Jenni), I'll get her name right eventually.
Anyway the sushi was pretty good. I love sushi, but not in Idaho, coastal states only please. The real magic of the day started when we were walking home from sushi. Emillie said something about there being kiwis on the ground so naturally I looked. And there were. Not only that but they still in a plastic bag. So I picked them up. I thoroughly inspected the bag before taking it home, just to make sure that there were no holes or bugs or bad stuff like that. So I took them home and we ate them and watched Nacho Libre. What a great way to end a pleasently unproductive day, FREE KIWIS! and now I'm staring at my Santa and trying to think of a great new name for him. Isn't my life great.
P.S. if you read this I'm sorry I wasted time you'll never get back and could have using to do something worth while.
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