Monday, July 6, 2015

Air Conditioning, Eating Like A Savage, & Not Your Father's Root Beer

I ended up having quite the eventful week overall. This past Monday I had to go to the Tampa Bay area; this was to pick up a parent from the St. Petersburg-Clearwater airport. Before that I could have done several different things but I decided to keep it simple and I just returned to the celebrity restaurant known as Hogan's Beach in Tampa to have dinner and watch TV. Well, as the parent flew on a cheap airline that uses old airplanes, there were issues with it so it arrived almost 2 hours late. It's OK as I spent more time there eating food, watching sports... and drinking several beverages also. I've never seen The Hulkster there but I swear that all the times I went to the restaurant, also present was The Mouth of the South Jimmy Hart, which always amuses me as a wrestling fan. I stayed inside and chilled but in hindsight I should have gone out to the outdoor bar; as I left I overheard someone stating that Hart was outside doing karaoke. I would have enjoyed that. I got cut off by a vehicle on the way there and had to slam on my brakes... so it was another day on the road in Florida.

Tuesday I didn't do anything but on Wednesday, it was the birthday of a parent so we agreed to go to the oft mentioned by me Hurricane Grill & Wings, as we all enjoy the food. The same was true with this trip there. The day was going fine, then... at around midnight I noticed that the air conditioning wasn't working. What a pickle of a situation to have in Florida in July. Needless to say I did not get a good night's sleep.

I won't divulge my living situation as that's private information but I live with other people. In the morning someone was called to fix that, and out came a large black man. He knew right away that the capacitor (no, not a flux capacitor) had gone bad so he was able to replace it and things appeared fine as he left... only about an hour later, the entire thermostat went out. No one was happy. Someone else came out to fix that, and turns out that the first guy screwed something up.

At first I wasn't pleased with the first dude but then I realized what he had to do may be some complicated crap, so I cooled off. Besides, he came in and asked me if I had any “Soul Pop”. Maybe I misheard him... Soul Pop is funny so I'll go with that. He meant “strawberry soda”, which I did have, so that's what I gave him. I had to leave before the second guy came over, to attend to personal matters. That went fine so as I was in Orlando already I decided to return to the restaurant known as Friendly Confines for dinner. I think they make great food so I was happy to be there as the last time was a long while ago. Plus, they had a beverage available called Not Your Father's Root Beer, which is alcoholic root beer flavored beer from a company in Wisconsin. It was pretty good. 

What wasn't good... I was sitting at the bar next to some random old woman pounding down drinks that were alcoholic and clear in color. I don't know if she was sitting by her son or not but out of nowhere she said something to me. She for some reason had a problem with the way I was eating my dinner! She claimed that I was “eating like a savage”. Not true, but despite not being in the mood for any crap on this day I just ignored her, as I was about ready to leave anyway. So yeah, what a crappy day Thursday was.

After that I did not want to do much else for today. Friday, all I did was go to Gamestop to look at something. The one item I purchased from there was a card to put more money on my Xbox account. At least I did not go out in the evening, where for a bit it was storming pretty bad. Also, one of the other people that live in the house made a mistake and the house almost burned down! I won't go into details but the house smelled of burning oil for a few hours. Saturday, the main highlights were watching some fireworks on television, I had an afternoon nap and for a little while I had an upset stomach. This was another evening where it rained for awhiile so I was happy to stay in. Sunday was a day where the highlight... me doing laundry.

When I return a week from today, I don't have much on the agenda yet but I am hoping it will be a less stressful week and there won't be any possibly senile old ladies flapping their gums at me.

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