Pirates, Two Moons, and an ungodly Crotch-grab
It all started with directons... simple enough... You'll see a Home Depot on the right a Shell on the left, make a left at the Shell. I was assured if all else failed, she and Jason would find me.
I dunno if she recruited Jason for the task but Viv did find me sitting on my front porch waiting patiently. I thought she missed me at first as she drove right by. Turned out she was just turing around to park . Both Viv and I had managed to get the same night off, and she was child & husband free for the evening. So we figured we'd meet up again. The last time having been the D-land escapade.
The day from there turned into some weird Murphy's Law thing. There was Jamba Juice first, which was packed cause it was 95 degrees and everyone needed their whirl fix, and right as we got to the front of the line their computers decided it was time to take a dump. Which was all cool cause we both work with hokey registers and know that it happens. What was rather annoying was the three other employees in the building who were doing absolutely nothing. They could have been taking orders and getting them started. Life does go on with-out computers folks.
From there we decided to see a movie, So Viv and I shot over to the Mall. Deciding on a which movie was relatively easy, Viv doesn't do Horror/suspense, and Blades of Glory had its next showing in an hour. She was willing to see it again, and I was a Blades virgin. Tickets bought, yeah I had to coax her away from the cashier and tell her I bought her ticket already, we cruised around the Ghetto Mall taking in the local wild life.
By Ghetto Mall I mean an over-abundance of stores selling urban labels, with names like; Urban-Outfitters, Duke'z (yeah thats the way it was spelled on the sign), and Concrete Jungle. She kept mentioning that they didn't have these sores in her Mall, I couldn't help but thinking they don't have these stores in any other Mall.
After I was through mocking the 'Why Men Marry Bitches' book in a book store I looked up to see a Pirate. Yes a pirate right there in the middle of the ghetto mall, and considering the choice of stores I could see why he was in the book store. Doesn't mean he wasn't horribly out of place though, looking like a hefty Jack Sparrow. Viv being her playfull self suggested I go up and say Hi! I didn't agree.
Figuring we could go hit up the movie we walked back to the theater only to be told they don't let people in until its thirty minutes before the move starts. Ok whatever, but it was 6:47 and the show started at 7:20. whats three minutes? what if we wanted popcorn and an Icee? honestly they are selling themselves short. Its not like we didn't have to go through a second set of security who double checked our tickets when we did get in fifteen minutes later.
The Movie was funny I suggest you see it if you haven't, Theres a whole crotch lift thing that will make you squirm in sympathy where you sit that and who wouldn't enjoy a Male/Male figure skating pairing??
After the show we headed out to diner. Tried Bj's, a brewhouse pizza place, that was a no go as the wait was like forty-five minutes. So we opted for the Olive Garden. Thirty minutes two pagers, number 19 was flawed singing when inappropriate, later we had diner with James our server. Tall cute and terribly forgetfully it would seem. It took a bit to get our bill, and he didn't offer us wine. Apparently such a thing is a big no no in the Olive Garden world.
All in all it was a good night, though next time Im heading down to the block. Theres more to do in her neck of the woods then there is mine.
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