Don't you just love rude people?
The expression 'were you raised in a barn?' comes to my mind.
I have been eating at the same Chinese restaurant for the last three nights... however the food I am eating must be a distant cousin..... This massive heap of fresh Plantain chips comes out with a big piece of chicken bones and all sitting on top and smothered in raw cabbage shredded into lengthy Angel hair.. and some sweet fried plantains.. for the whopping sum of like 90 Cordobas... or Cordubas as I like to incorrectly call them.
I had ginger ale with that wonderful heap last evening... a Coca Cola the night before and the night before that a shot of 7 year old Flor De Cane Rum.... it seems I am not inclined to booze it up these days...
I guess I am turning into a wimp.
I used to really take pride in drinking others under the table.... Not anymore.
Oddly no big deal... for me... perhaps I am one of the fortunate few with a non addictive personality .. you know that catchy little phrase.... whatever the fuck it really means.... I can take it or leave it always have been able to and I used to down a 1.75 of Gin a week... does that count...?
I have been so enjoying the peace here.... the peace of bird sound chaos... and the roosters.. and Cats yowling has been intriguing me.
The Humans came last night over my head... like Darkish Angels in the room above.... How many fucking times do you have to slam that door... and that damn Cha Cha music.. I almost had a mind snap... the thought crossed my mind to go on a rampage... with a broom handle on the ceiling... and Scream What the Fuck!
I am in and of my beautiful sleep and WHAM! The door a fucking again? Come on.... What in the tarnation is wrong with you?
Around 3 ish it mellowed... I could have had the whole place in an uproar... fighting even I bet.... I can be a pretty good antagonist.... if I choose that path... I do try not to... it can be so unpleasant... not worth it.
I would rather grope for a xanax and wait 30 minutes on the beds edge... its a much better outcome.. for all involved.
However with all the up and down for me last night... I came up with a great line for T- Shirts.. with interesting Slogans... 12 of them even.... and they are for girls only on a Mans Fruit of The Loom X-L to be worn as a nightie...
Unless you are a brave man I suppose.. They are only going to come in one size and one color White with black block lettering... nice and simple, for the mindless... types.
They just came popping off in my head... I must of had a visitation.... the hardest part was getting up and reaching for the light so I could see to write... I consoled myself that it could be construed as some form of exercise and that would be good for my lazy ass...
I have been walking so much my calves hurt... poor little cows.... Maybe I will take a taxi up to the bus terminal.
But first I will find something to eat.
Humdinger of a night.
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