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Saturday, January 01, 2011

Happy New Years 2011

Welcome aboard to 'numbers-I-have-to-remember', 2011! I'm sure you'll make a fine addition to my numerical memory even if this time new year you'll be obsolete. I must confess, I have mixed feelings about granting you access to my life.

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This New Year's Eve I went out with a friend and his buddies. I had a lot of fun and there's so many incidents I could write about and if I'm not too lazy I will. For now I am gonna abridge the good times because I'm prone to rambling.

We went out to this beer and burger joint. I might have swiped a pack of crayons off the table in the front and drew little notes for the waitress to find after we left. My favorite one was:

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Face it, aliens do love laser beams.

After shoving burgers down our grills, we were off to the casinos!

Tonight, as it is most days of my life, my hiccups were a common topic. I'm a fantastic noise maker! I can whistle really dang well and I can even chirp like a cricket.

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However, the noise I'm most famous for is my "MEEP!" This vibrant squeaky noise comes in all octaves, tones, lengths, etc. It doesn't matter if it is small or large - every hiccup I have I automatically feel my face flush because someone is bound to comment and / or laugh at me. Truthfully, I don't mind. It is funny but I feel really self conscious about too.

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I imagine my hiccups appear something like this.

One of my friends has constantly, non-stop, provided laughter at every hiccup I've unleashed on to the world. At first I laughed too and told him that it'd get old eventually. Maybe those words sparked a challenge but he is consistent in his damned laughter and time to time it crawls under my skin. Shooting him a dirty look has no effect.

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Playing nonchalant has no effect either : IN FACT, trying to ignore the hiccup even happened will sometimes make the laughter of those around me even more hysterical. I suppose I'm not a great actress when my role is 'flippant' and 'disinterested.'

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After tonight, I have a choir of laughter to count on to pick out my 'MEEP' in a crowd.

Gambling was pretty fun. I actually do enjoy the activity in small doses. I don't play 'serious business' casino games. I enjoy the penny slot machines! The others in the group seemed more driven for sophisticated money-loss.

This is pretty much accurate of the group dynamic.... imho.

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After ringing in the New Year standing in a crowd of drunk old-people in the casino we packed our bags and went to another casino. I was starting to get a little tired so I was thrilled when we discovered a grill that served coffee.

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As I was standing in line.... he approached me from behind. The other person in the group making a purchase had already left and it was just me standing there as my marvelous frozen caramel latte blended. He was an older gentleman with one thing on his mind -

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I was terribly confused. Was he referring to my weight? Was he talking about the milk the woman had just put in to the blender? Was he noting the hamburger sliders cooking on the grill behind the register? If only he spoke English but nooooooo... he didn't!

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I never really did figure it out but I was terribly amused that he kept pointing at things and at one point even drew an invisible cow in the air in hopes that his game of charades would bridge our gap in communication.

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