Before I start my normal grumpiness, I gotta say a big shout-out to Our Fearless Leader, the ever-moist Chris of the always prescient Tequila Reef Restaurant...
Hearing about our feeding at the Old Folks Home - speaking of which, we are going there this coming Monday, the 12th, if you wanna go or donate or just a quiet smile, up to you - he stepped up to the plate big time!
Bravo and kudos and such!
If you see him on the street, instead of as usual trying as hard as possible to quickly get down-wind from him, wander on over and yell as loud as you can, "HEY, GOOD ON YOU!"
Then run away, giggling...
When you get gas, they guy always goes to great lengths to point out that he is re-setting the pump to "zero-zero" Sir.
This, of course, to keep them from just STARTING the thing with like 100 or something, so at the end of the day they take all the "extra" and go home happy, while you get pissed at the shitty gas mileage on this ridiculous crumplemobile.
Everything works like that - done to prevent some sort of rip-off.
I'm interested in the guy tried to sell - I think - Danish food in front of Valhalla Bar? In DANISH yet! I always wandered by and wondered, what the fuck IS that shit he is selling? I WANTED to go inside and tell the guy, he, DUDE, why not put the things on the blackboard in ENGLISH as well?
It didn't take some Futurist Genius to know this place was fucking DOOMED from the start - the only question was how long it was last...
So if you know the guy, bravo for taking a shot, and for trying to offer something different, but ask him if he thought there was a huge Danish-speaking population 'round these parts?
Lastly, the largest Cheap-Charlie on the planet explained his theory of how to extend the time a Heartbreaker spends with you over a Ladies Drink.
Kalamansi Seed!
Un-fucking-believable!
He stuffs a seed inna straw of her drink, and happily watches as she finds it impossible to drink more than a few measly drops - thus can't drink fast, and gotta stay longer.
Who's mind thinks this way?
