First let me say Happy Birthday to my favorite Lousiana lady, Millineum Mandy! Hope it’s a good one!
Yesterday was a great day. I think it’s important to state that at the outset so that you, the reader, knows that I do in fact appreciate my good days as much as I bitch about my bad days.
It started inauspiciously, with me coming up to the school and doing random tasks and harrassment of my summer friends. I love the summer time with all the random new people I meet, some who occassionally enter my full time life, others who are good for summer fun. This summer is no different. I hope it always remains that way.
Anyway after awhile I gave H a call to see when my ex-(and future)wife was coming into town. We decided to go grab some lunch at Fatoush while we waited on her. After that we went back to her spot and almost as soon as we got there Dara arrived. We met her on campus and H dropped me off as I had one more errand to run for my job.
After that we went to play tennis. Well….let me put it like this to be fairer to those involved. Heather, Dara, and my partner Bert played Tennis, I hit about 10% of my balls in play, so I don’t think it’s very accurate to say I played tennis. We lost in spectacular fashion, and I was the MV(L)P! Roger Federer I am not!
After that we kept a promise to the godson, PJ, and took him swimming. We taught him how to play Marco Polo and we did random cannonballs in Ron Burgundy fashion. He had a little kickboard which provided us entertainment/annoyance as well. We swam until our skin shriveled up like prunes.
Having swam for a while we worked up quite an appetite. We decided to grab something to eat before heading to play some Rock Band at H’s. After some deliberation we decided to head for this Jamaican spot in the Farmer’s Market at the recommendation of Jahana. When we arrived, we had a bit of trepidation because it was one of those “white table cloth” places and we all basically still had on our swimsuits, not to mention this old woman kept staring at us from her table.
We ended up taking a seat and placing a to-go order. I made the mistake of switching out my Cream Soda for Dara’s Vitamalt Ginger Beer because she had mistakenly gotten that for her drink. It was a pain and a half to guzzle that bad boy. Anyway I ordered the Curry Goat with Rice and Peas and a dumpling. When we finally (and I mean FINALLY) got our order I noticed that it said Rice N Peas, Dumpy, Goat. I picked that name up as my own. If I ever start a real life Rock Band I’m naming it Dumpy Goat…and if you read this and steal the idea I’m suing you! At any rate, the food was great and worth the wait, though I didn’t sleep well due to some serious heart burn, curry is worth that to me!
Anyway, we capped the night by drinking some Dark and Stormy’s and playing Rock Band and then doing some karaoke. Man I love Rock Band, even though playing the drums is EXTREMELY tiring/frustrating for me. And well, even though I can’t sing very well, it doesn’t stop me from trying! That’s always fun!
So yeah, fun day. Let the good times roll!
