Just watch this...
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Awkward
Over the past 12 months (since my disbarment from Houston's), I have spent a fair amount of time at Pluckers. These are two very different restaurants, but Plucker's is cheaper and the regulars are rowdier than me (or Loren), so I doubt I will ever get banned.
Shortly after Thanksgiving, a new day shift waitress was hired on and I just happened to notice her. I haven't spoken much about her to my friends who meet me at Pluckers as they would no doubt have an embarrassing or incriminating comment to pass along to her should they know I thought "highly" of her.
She has been friendly with me since she started working there, but I am having trouble distinguishing between her demeanor as friendly banter with a "regular" customer, or something else.
And no, I won't mention her name.
So today, Loren calls me up and talks me into meeting him there for a late lunch. This has become typical for us. It is now quite common for he and I to spend a 2 hour lunch watching soccer and drinking a beer or two long after the lunch crowd has dissipated.
I arrived early and noticed the aforementioned waitress. She had already finished with her shift when I arrived and was sitting at a table in the main dining room with co-workers.
She saw me and came into the bar area and asked if I would like to meet her sister. Sure! Why not?!?!
Her sister comes over to where I am sitting at the bar and I am introduced. The sister is much smaller than the waitress of note, but I could tell they were related. I shook hands with her sister and held onto her hand while telling her she had very tiny, delicate hands. When I let go to look at them, I discovered she only had two fingers.
Now, I was trying to be suave, even if I was on my first beer. It turns out that this was a birth defect and not due to an accident (I was told), but I can tell the waitress was not happy with me. My previous stock piling of charm and wit with her was now depleted, and I fear I am in arrears.
She can't ban me though.
Shortly after Thanksgiving, a new day shift waitress was hired on and I just happened to notice her. I haven't spoken much about her to my friends who meet me at Pluckers as they would no doubt have an embarrassing or incriminating comment to pass along to her should they know I thought "highly" of her.
She has been friendly with me since she started working there, but I am having trouble distinguishing between her demeanor as friendly banter with a "regular" customer, or something else.
And no, I won't mention her name.
So today, Loren calls me up and talks me into meeting him there for a late lunch. This has become typical for us. It is now quite common for he and I to spend a 2 hour lunch watching soccer and drinking a beer or two long after the lunch crowd has dissipated.
I arrived early and noticed the aforementioned waitress. She had already finished with her shift when I arrived and was sitting at a table in the main dining room with co-workers.
She saw me and came into the bar area and asked if I would like to meet her sister. Sure! Why not?!?!
Her sister comes over to where I am sitting at the bar and I am introduced. The sister is much smaller than the waitress of note, but I could tell they were related. I shook hands with her sister and held onto her hand while telling her she had very tiny, delicate hands. When I let go to look at them, I discovered she only had two fingers.
Now, I was trying to be suave, even if I was on my first beer. It turns out that this was a birth defect and not due to an accident (I was told), but I can tell the waitress was not happy with me. My previous stock piling of charm and wit with her was now depleted, and I fear I am in arrears.
She can't ban me though.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Comics in Real Life
I've been too busy to with work contribute anything except this old pic that has been making the rounds over the past 3 years...
Friday, February 6, 2009
More Yesterday's Future is Here Today
This video from 1967 (not 1969) accurately predicts what we have today. I understand Wink Martindale is the narrator.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Peppermint Trap
About 6 weeks ago, I noticed a rodent had infilitrated my home and was getting into the dog food in the kitchen. The animal would appear two or three times per week. I had to put up all my food out of reach and that still did not curtail the visits.
New Scan: Peppermint Lounge, Dallas Texas
I bought an electronic mouse trap at Lowes out of desperation. I wasn't interested in killing the rodent, but couldn't abide having him inside the house. I soon found out the trap was meant for mice and what I have is a rat. The trap was too smaill and the rat ripped the top off the device and grabbed the bait (much like the Hulk ripping the roof off of a car and grabbing a miscreant.)
Sunday, before the Super Bowl, I stopped by Zingers and bought two rat traps. They are huge. I haven't yet set them up as they are intimidating. The young female clerk was sizing me up and down when I bought them. Buying rat traps in this day and age is like buying condoms at the drug store in the 50's. It's pretty embarassing.
New Scan: Peppermint Lounge, Dallas Texas
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