My Wasted Weekend

You would think that since I haven’t been posting to my blog much lately that I have been engaged in a multitude of exciting and massively time consuming activities these past many weeks. “Eeeh! Sorry Hans, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy where the scores can really change?”

Truth be told, I have hit somewhat of a MAJOR writers block and really haven’t had anything entertaining to say. Don’t get me wrong, I have lots of things that I could talk about, but I feel like I let you, my loyal readers, down if I do not in some way try to entertain.

I know what you are thinking by the title. I got wasted this weekend right? Not really. The best chance I had of that was Saturday night when I went to see my friend David do an acoustic set (more on that in a moment) at Port Edwards. I set out thinking “Hey! I have a designated driver. I am going to enjoy a few adult beverages and relax. Never happened. Our waitress was so inattentive that I never got past a couple much less able to get to a few. We changed tables to an entirely different area of the bar, didn’t tell her, and she didn’t even bother to look for us until we told the bartender we moved and wanted our check. We had ordered a couple drinks and appetizers so it wasn’t like we only had a soft drink on the tab. It just confounds me that once she saw we were gone, she wouldn’t even look around to see if we were still there or if we had ditched out on our tab. I think that was possibly the first time in my life that I did not leave a tip of any kind.

Back to the music. I have known David for a number of years. I would recommend him in a heartbeat for birthdays, corporate events, celebrity interventions, etc. What? What kind of music does he play? Oh, well, let me see…let me describe the one part of his show this way … if you haven’t heard “Flock of Seagulls” on a Mandolin … you have not lived.

Other than that, I did not go to Pitchfork, I did not go to see Dithp … dithpi … dicspi … Despicable Me, I did not put the painting supplies away a week after finishing painting, I did not mow the front yard (although I DID mow the prairie out back), I did not go grocery shopping, I did not do laundry … don’t worry, I had enough laundry for today at least. There was not a whole lot that I DID do this weekend. Yes, I wasted my weekend. It was relaxing though and we did get a few things done.

Speaking of Pitchfork, I still haven’t given up on my dream for The Garden Weasel Festival of Music and Sound. If you are new to the blog clicking on the link will let you read all about my musical aspirations. A venue and date is still in the works.

So, went to lunch today at a fast food establishment that will remain un-named (mainly because I don’t want people to know I eat there), ordered my food, got my food, sat down and proceeded to eat my food. It was late as far as lunch goes so there were only a few people there. I sat down in a booth 4 or 5 tables away from the nearest patron. I got up to get a napkin and the guy sitting by the condiment counter decided that by me getting a napkin, this was some form of invitation to start a conversation with me. At first I thought he was being amusing.

Him:  “they really guard those things don’t they”

Me: <acknowledging laugh>

I sat back down thinking this was the end. NOOOOOOO. He proceeded to regale me with the entire history of fast food restaurants in the northwest suburbs. There was no stopping this guy. I buried my nose in my food … kept talking. Buried my nose in my Blackberry to look like I was doing something else … kept talking. Told him I didn’t grow up around here so I don’t really have any knowledge or interest in what fast food places were in Elgin in the early 70’s ( btw I was in Carpentersville for all this) … KEPT TALKING! It was so bad I didn’t even finish all of my food and left. As I left, he said “have a good day sir”. I said “you too”. That is why EVERY fast food place should be like Sonic.

I think I actually have some fun stuff, or at least mildly amusing stuff, for Techtainment Tuesday so until next time remember … There’s a man who lives a life of danger and to everyone he meets … he stays a stranger … so, Sundown … ya better take care if I find you been creepin’ ‘round my back stairs.


6 Responses to “My Wasted Weekend”

  1. A weekend spent mostly relaxing is not “wasted” -it’s “refueling”. That’s what I call it, anyway. 🙂
    Nothing worse than a shitty waitress when you’re thirsty!!! I am so glad you didn’t tip her.
    Your musical aspirations scare me. I’d still go to the festival, though. 🙂

    • Unfortunately, the weeks until little Tori arrives are slipping by quickly. Any weekend I don’t get something done during the day if starting to feel wasted.

  2. David Mazzie Says:

    Thanks for the plug, Bob…appreciated you and Jackie stopping by. Mext time you come, I’ll make sure the service is a little better. It was kind of crazy, but not so packed that they shouldn’t have noticed you guys. BTW, I anm SO down with the Garden Weasel Festival!

  3. “Truth be told, I have hit somewhat of a MAJOR writers block and really haven’t had anything entertaining to say. Don’t get me wrong, I have lots of things that I could talk about, but I feel like I let you, my loyal readers, down if I do not in some way try to entertain.”

    Hey! That’s my excuse. I never said you could borrow it!

    • Now, I never said that I had plagiarist block now did I? Let me know how much the royalty check is and I will send it right out.

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