Chorizo and Cheddar and Embroidered Whales
3 December, 2010 @ 8:31 amGenerally Speaking | 3 Comments
First off this morning, I’d like to say that Chorizo sausage and cheddar cheese is a fabulous combination, especially with scrambled eggs on baguette. It’s a special sandwich at Olive Oyls this morning, so if you have a chance, go get one. You will not be sorry. You could also pick up a raspberry flavored ice tea, and your breakfast would be nicely rounded out.
I had a GREAT time this past weekend. David’s cousin Aaron surprised us with a visit Friday night, and we had “so much fun” that I became convinced that there were two moons shining brightly in the sky, one in the west, and one in the east. I was disappointed to be informed that the moon in the east was actually one of those plastic balloons they put on the power lines over the Baldwin Bridge to make sure planes won’t hit them. If I were flying a plane, I would definitely do everything I could to avoid hitting the moon.
Saturday was David’s company picnic at Meigs Point, Hammonassett Beach. Despite their pavilion being hijacked, it was a great day, and the highlight, for me personally, was getting to fly a Sponge Bob kite. Actually, Patrick the starfish was on the kite too, but Sponge Bob is more prominent, and everyone knows he’s the real star anyway. (Not to be confused with real moons.) Anyway, a really nice girl named Ashley let me borrow her kite. It was also her birthday, so I’m not sure if she is always filled with such good will and generosity, but I will just assume that she is. Here is a picture of Ashley with her boyfriend Brian. You can catch a glimpse of the pavilion hijackers in the background. Stupid baby shower.
I had to take off a little early to meet up with Mister Feeney, because we had to go to the big McCurdy Midsummer Night’s Barbecue Blast! Yay! George and Heather drove the van on to the lawn by the field, and we set up a little camp. We had three tents set up, and we sat around as if there were a campfire. It’s pretty useless to try to describe that evening. Let me sum up: I watched fireworks from the pool, and Mary and I played a game called “Beirut” against my brother, and is friend Will, who was very nice, despite his ridiculous green pants with embroidered navy blue whales all over them. (The funniest part is that another guy showed up wearing the EXACT same pattern, but in shorts.) Personally, if you’re going to go for embroidered whales, why not go all out and get the pants? That’s atleast twice as many whales!!
Everyone claims that I gave Will a really hard time about the whales, but that’s not really true. Just because you start a conversation with, “Hey, can I ask you a personal question? What’s up with the whales?” does not mean that I am being critical. What I think, is that everyone else there really thought the whales were weird, and I was the only one willing to say anything, and everyone else just sort of hopped on the bandwagon and were like, “Yeah, your whale pants are stupid!! Haha! You’re a dork!” and then all that anyone can remember afterwards is that it was Julie who brought it up in the first place, and so therefore, I gave him a hard time.
I mean seriously, after it was explained to me that “his family had always been down with whales,” I guess I kind of understood the pants a little better. I mean, I have no idea what it means to be “down with whales,” but it sounds pretty cool, and since I’m trying this whole new non-cynical approach to life, which involves taking everything at face value, I really did think the whale pants were cool. In the end.
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