04-19-2013   2 comments

Another sunny and warm day here in Maine.  I’m already getting spoiled by all this good weather and it isn’t even May yet.  I wasn’t all that motivated today but after a couple of cups of good coffee I was raring to go. I had a few errands to run and decided to get them out of the way early.

I first made my way to my favorite book store to return a few paperbacks and to buy a few more.  When you read as much as I do it can get very expensive very quickly so a cute little store like this is a god send.  I returned five novels and repurchased six new ones for a grand total of $13.00.  As always I also get fifteen or twenty minutes of excellent and intelligent conversation at no cost.  It’s nice to find a person who is well read and can speak on almost any subject and keep it interesting.

After returning home with my bag of guilt, that once-a-month fast food sin I permit myself, I sat on the deck and ate a thick, greasy, juicy, luscious, and heartwarming hamburger. I can’t even explain what an evil pleasure it gives me along with some salty, oily, and scrumptious french fries.  You know when the slop your eating and clogging your arteries with is good when you‘re required to wipe your hands and arms to remove the excess salt and oil. Soooooo effing good!

After partaking of my weaknesses for bad food the guilt was almost unbearable (I did say almost). I decided as penance that I needed to do something worthwhile today which led me to the workshop for primer and painting supplies.  I primed a section of my remodeled room, got paint all over me, and then said the hell with it.  I cleaned up, took a shower, and settled into the living room with my X-Box. Nothing like a couple of hours of roaming through the world of Harry Potter to relax a person.  It was great as always.

My better-half came home from work and surprise, surprise, neither of us felt much like cooking.  Into the car and off to our favorite sports bar, The Strike Zone.  It just so happened to be “all you can eat” haddock night.  So in the spirit of the moment we sat there with a couple of good drinks and stuffed ourselves with all the haddock we could eat and it was incredible.  There was one low point to the evening which will require me to drop a note to the chef on my next visit.  They have the absolute worst coleslaw I’ve ever tasted in my entire life.  Any person serving coleslaw that tastes that bad should be beaten and then arrested and then have his ass kicked again.

I wish I could be a kinder and gentler person but but when someone screws up my coleslaw it really pisses me off. I think I may need some food style anger management.

2 responses to “04-19-2013

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  1. Pehaps you’re just more Pennsylvania dutchman, where coleslaw is more like caviar, then a Maine down easter where they don’t know coleslaw from patato salad.

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