So this is what happened today. I got up later than I was supposed to (I needed to be at the tire shop at 8:30 this morning, I showed up at 11:24). Thankfully the guys at Bernard’s are relaxed. I dropped my truck off and went for a walk downtown while they did whatever techno voodoo is necessary to make my tires work. My first stop was the Dairy Queen. I love Dairy Queen, I do. But, I have not had good luck with the one here in Davis. Every time I’ve been I’ve walked away sick and miserable. I was walking right by it though and I needed a lunch, it was a calculated risk. Thankfully, today, my stomach was up to the challenge or the staff at Dairy Queen have started washing their hands.
After the Dairy Queen I ended up in Bizarro World the local comic, gaming, hobby shop. I go into this store roughly once a month. I browse and small talk with the guy behind the counter and then I leave. I never, ever buy things from them. It doesn’t make sense to; I don’t read comics (I’m not going to sully this blog with talk of collecting them). If there is anything in there that I might want I can get it from work/or on-line for less. My visit today was an exception. I was glancing at the new comics and noticed Transformers comics. Not just any old Transformers comics, No, these were prequel comics to the movie! I had to have them! For the first time in… I’m going to make a conservative estimate and say 16 years I bought a comic book. I know, I’m shocked too, and a little scared. Have I read them yet? No. Will I read them? I have no idea?!
Shaken and disoriented from my purchase, I left Bizarro and made my way back to Bernard’s. My truck was waiting for me and after forking over 113 dollars (I considered it money well spent). I’m on my way. Stopped at UCD, and signed some paperwork, then had lunch with Diana (she ate. I talked (I’m very bad at eating…)). After lunch I wandered around some more, ending up at Diana’s place in front of my Xbox 360. For the next 3 hours nothing existed but Gears of War. After getting my fill of mindless violence I went home and did my laundry. Time passed. Some more time passed, I occupied myself by wandering around my neighborhood. Around dinner time (6 or 7). I sat down at the computer and read the news/checked email/wasted time.
Then I went to Plutos and picked Diana up a salad and myself some soup. I drove over to her place and we had dinner. We talked and chatted for awhile… Somehow we got on to the subject of my hairy torso and waxing. This is not the first time we’ve talked about it, we both had time and so I said “Let’s do it!” The following would be funnier if Steve Carell hadn’t done it first in 40 Year Old Virgin. Needless to say Carell accurately shows what it is like to have one’s chest waxed. Plus, the man must be braver and/or stupider than most as he has a hell of a lot more hair on his chest than I do! Diana was very understanding and sympathetic throughout, for which I am very grateful. I wasn’t man enough to get my entire torso done. I prefer the painlessness of shaving, I think.
Anyway, that was my day! Exciting, no?
