Mornin’ all. About 10am as I start to drivel. Stayed out way too late, ate / drank too much, but at least I slept in a long time so I’m not exhausted today.
At more or less random I went to the workin’ class Mexican joint around here for dinner. I like the place because the owners are from SoCal and it totally reminds me of the Mom’n’Pop places of my youth. The menu, the appearance, the cooking, everything. I go there maybe twice a month and know the bartenders and a couple of the servers and they mostly recognize me in return.
Turns out I walked into a party. Or at least a nascent party. It’s ~6pm when I walk in. The main bartender was having her 50th birthday that day. So born in 1975. In addition to the usual Mexican restaurant garish décor, the place had been turned into a disco. All the free-standing tables & chairs were missing, leaving just a few booths along the walls. The rest of the space was to be a dance floor. The few tables had the usual elderly suspects having their early bird dinner and that was about it.
The birthday bartender is still pretty hot for a 50yo. Instead of her normal bluejeans, sneakers, t-shirt, & blond pony tail, today she’s wearing a sparkly gold stretchy mini skirt & matching bandeau top, bright gold fingernails, lotsa gold bangles, and her hair is Farrah Fawcetted. With cute tall gold wedge sandals too. Yowza. She’s married, but … Shortly her partner, the other 40-something still-hot bartender, shows up. In a pink & orange psychedelic print bellbottom jumpsuit with chunky white platform + heel gogo boots. Yowza yowza! Both girls had big oversized square-ish clear eyeglasses too. Very complete. The Muzak (Sirius XM I bet) is tuned to the disco channel.
The bar itself is small, just 8 stools, and about 10 seats of hightop. I’ve got one of the center stools; best seat in the house. Over the next hour the place utterly filled up with well-wishers, many of whom were also all disco’ed up. various customers bought the girls several rounds of tequilas and pretty quickly it was on. The 70s disco cover band started around 9pm and by then the place was solid humanity, gotta be 300 people; well over the legal capacity. Everybody is hootin’ and hollerin’ and dancin’ and jostlin’.
I finally left at midnight and judging from my tab versus my fuzzy recollection, they’d stopped ringing up the drinks way back around 8pm. In addition to a good tip on my card I got the birthday girl’s attention and handed her a very nice birthday present of presidential portraits.
Woke up at 9am, which is real rare for me.
Today is hot with a few puffy clouds. I’m thinking breakfast / brunch soon, then concentrated RDOSing.
As to y’all:
FCM: I too have occasionally made al dente bean soup for no apparent reason. Tres annoying. Last time I dumped about half the batch into a blender & spun the heck out of it to break up the beans. Made it better, but still not right. Good luck keeping FCD alive until he sees the doc on Wed.
And yes, JtC, that is an adorable kitteh picture. No fake flowers for that basket.
@CorpusNeptune : Hooray!!! Major life milestone checked off with flying colors. And a fun family visit; quite the haul this time.
Say it ain’t so, Joe! Good gawd, what has the world come to when Malört has escaped the 312?
I hate it when that happens.
Hooray for “girl time” and recovery progressing.
The Lego festival sounds like a great afternoon. It’ll be fun to hear your report on the amazing concoctions.
Yaay for that. Boo for excess cleaning today. May it be extra easy somehow.
Yeah, you dodged a lot of bullets getting out when you did. But for sure it hurts to watch something you cared a lot about get vandalized.
That’s enough driveling. Time to shevel and feed or something.
Cheers all!
Got the extras done, including a shower (I was just gonna do that after work … hell, I might still.)
It’s a rainy day in Jawja!