It's 3:30 in the damn morning and I've been wide awake since that neon alarm clock of Thor's said it was 2:50.
That damn neon alarm clock of Thor's. He broke that sucker months ago, thereby forever freezing the number glow to Just This Short of a Lazer Beam. Causing shadows to form from it's brightness.
It's a good thing that tomorrow, well I guess it's today actually, is Thor's birthday and one of the gifts I bought for him is an alarm clock exactly like mine so that he can set the thing to dim and now know how to shut off my alarm clock if I'm ever not there to shut it off in the morning. Hencetoforth keeping me from hearing how he can never figure out how to shut off my damn alarm clock.
The dude has a degree in Electrical Engineering. Do you think he could figure out how to shut off a damn alarm clock?
And so. 3:30 in the morning and I'm wide awake.
The second thing on my mind when I woke up at 2:50 a.m. (first thing was how damn sweaty I felt) was dinner and my dinner date and the fact that I came up with a new blog name for her.
You see, I had dinner with my friend formerly known as Dotty. She's not a former friend (thank God, I don't think I could take another) but I stole her name and applied it to my book character. Thereby (I'm going to use that word alot in this entry because at 3:30 in the morning, the Word Center is not awake) leaving Dotty without a name. And that's just not right. She was formerly named Dotty due to a procedure she had done on her face leaving her temporarily spotted. The things we do for beauty, no?
So, she needed a new name. I couldn't give her "Cindy" because it has nothing to do with her and right now, there are one too many Cindys in the world and if a person knows what's good for them, they'd keep their Cindys to just one. Know what I'm saying, Cindy?
Well, at 2:55 in the morning, it dawned on me. Dotty is now Sting. For a few good reasons. One - It kind of sounds like her real name. If you've got problems with annunciation. Is that the right word? Isn't that a Catholic thing? Well then, that's perfect because Sting? She's Catholic. Wow. There's so much clarity in the world at 3:30 in the morning. Two - She likes honey. She likes honey so much, she makes me go to the Farmer's Market to buy it for her. Three - We have a friend named Sue and I've got too many Sues in my life. Well, not really. You can never have too many Sues. But what you can have is too many girlfriends named Sue. Especially if you write about them in your blog. But this Sue is mostly a Suze. And that reminds me of Buzz at 3:30 in the morning so Sue now officially becomes Buzz and the three of us form a hive.
You know something? I think I must be drunk. I had a beer with dinner tonight. It was Chinese Food. I'm starving because the food zipped right through me but this hive thing? I think the alcohol is stuck.
I'm really liking this Sting and Buzz thing.
So speaking of Sting and speaking of Chinese Food, Sting and I had a dinner date tonight (last night?). (Buzz would have come if she could have - hi Buzz! We missed you!)
We weren't really sure where we were going to eat, we just figured that we'd figure it out once we were in the car. When I picked her up she asked what I had a craving for.
"Crappy Chinese food" I said.
"Crappy?"
"Well, not crappy but you know, Chinese food".
"Big Bowl?" she asked.
"No. That's too formal" I said.
"It's not formal"
"Well. Not 'formal' but you know, too, uh..." and I think I was trying to get out that it was just too good. Too pretty. Too organized. When what I wanted was "crappy".
You know, this doesn't make any more sense to me at 3:30 in the morning. You so would smack me if you were my friend. Too crappy. Doofus.
Then I said what I really wanted to say "Let's go to [neighborhood Chinese joint that's been there for decades]. I've never eaten there because when we were kids, one of the employees was a patient of my mom's at the hospital and he had a sexually transmitted disease so our mom never let us eat from there."
Okay. It was out there and good old Sting didn't run from the car, screaming that she was really sorry she couldn't make it to dinner all of a sudden because she had a stamp store emergency. (ouch)
Yes kids. My mother wouldn't pick up food nor dine-in at this ancient Chinese restaurant because one of her hospital patients, who just happened to be an employee of the restaurant, had the clap. Never mind that mom would drive a block further down the road and pick up a bucket of chicken from KFC on a weekly basis. You know because KFC employees are certified clap-free, I think.
It took me about 30 years to get over this but last night, I was ready. And Sting was willing so we went.
This place has been in business for at least 40 years. Funny thing about it? The decor is as old as the business. The place looks like a Chinese restaurant from the outside what with it's big red Chinese gate roofline. On the inside? You have seriously walked back into the 1950's when this is what they thought Chinese restaurants should look like. Red and Gold and Black with mirrored walls and Chinese Lanterns and a big old fish tank with pooping koi. Not that I could tell they were pooping from where we sat. But they were koi in a tank so you just know they were dragging poop sometime throughout the night.
The food was just what I wanted. Crappy Chinese. And I mean that in the best of ways. It was a good quality crappy Chinese though. Good quality meat with the crappy chinese thick sauce that holds it all together.
Will you look at me, all highbrow Thai food gourmand that I am. Snob.
Thanks for going there with me, Sting. And congratulations on the newer, cooler blog name!
I'm starving now. God. I hope what I'm feeling in my stomach is Starving. I hope it's not the Clap! Does the clap make you hungry? First one to answer that is a whore!
3:30 a.m. - November 16, 2006
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