Monday, July 7, 2008

Okey dokey weekend.

Why do the long weekends go by so damned fast?? It was a good weekend, more or less. It was a little more quiet than I would have liked it to be, but not shabby. On the Fourth I went to my parents' neighborhood for the "big" parade. It was interesting. I always see a lot of people I grow up with. Some I'd rather not see, but whatever. I made a stop over by SIL1X's house to visit with her and her family. After that I went to my stepbro's house. There was a ton of food, lots of drinking and some Texas hold 'em. Good times. I had to go home pretty early because Charlie doesn't like the fireworks, so I had to take care of him. Saturday I called up Tonya at the last minute. We went to play miniature golf first, and then went to the h o r r i b l e Cheeseburger in Paradise. We went to have some chocolate nachos. We ended up sitting in the bar area, and there was a pretty interesting group of people sitting at the bar. They seemed to be regulars there. Now, I have a bar that I frequent, where most of the people who work there do know my name, but it's definitely not a bad chain restaurant with a tiki from hell theme and overpriced crappy tropical beverages. We could not stop watching them, they were fascinating in all of their white trash splendor. From there we went to this scary little dive bar in the middle of the woods somewhere. Ok, the woods of Des Plaines, but the woods no less. There was a lovely couple sitting next to us. He had long stringy blond hair and missing teeth. She had a matching mullet and a really awesome smoker's voice. She was also quite a bit older than him. There was a third woman with them. A fatty who thinks it's a good idea to wear a tank top. Bleh. Anyway, the fatty went to leave and mullet man walked her out while his old hag girlfriend stayed at the bar. I told Tonya "Oh, they for sure are making out!" Tonya agreed. An interesting cast of characters came and went throughout our few beers. Not long before we were getting ready to go, Serial Killer dude walked in. He stood directly across from us at the bar. He never sat down. He had a beer, and just stood there and kinda stared at us. I never finished a beer so fast in my life. Serial Killer man left, and we hauled ass out the door. We jumped in her car and left. Well, being that we were in the middle of the dark woods, we convinced ourselves that Serial Killer man was following us. We turned the wrong way on purpose. Tonya dropped me off at my car and I sped away, back to the safety of Chicago. Sunday was a day of rest, much needed.

5 comments:

Adorable Girlfriend said...

There is nothing wrong with making out. Nothing. Wrong. At all.

Von said...

When it's gross making out with ever grosser, there's EVERYTHING wrong with that. Especially when Old 'n' gross was waiting inside for him.

Kathleen said...

C-R-E-E-P-Y

Von said...

Right K? It had a Deliverance kind of feel. I can't wait to go back!!

Adorable Girlfriend said...

Sorry, I guess I meant to say that with the right one -- making out is awesome!

I do not deny he sounds like a completely creepy dude.