My Rather Odd Afternoon

I thought that Skaja and I should try a new place for lunch, and Panda Express has food, tasty food. Sounds like a situation that would result in a nice lunch, right? I thought so. I was wrong.

It turns out that while the the location we’d driven to is listed on google maps, it had closed quite a while ago. I decided not to let that stop the two of us from enjoying tasty Chinese goodness so I searched for the next nearest location and dialed the number to make sure that it was open, it wasn’t. The next listing, while an open restaurant with people answering the phones, was too far to drive so we would go somewhere else. We would go to Einstein’s Bagels, where I hadn’t been in a very long time and we could settle for a while to talk out some things that are going on in the studio.

We went into Einstein’s, decided what we would have, and learned that we couldn’t have it, they were out of plain bagels and panini bread. We made substitutions, got our drinks and learned that they were going to close in ten minutes, so they would pack our food up in a bag for us so we could eat in the parking lot. Awesome.

So one might think that I would know a thing or two about handling liquids in a car properly. Ha! Actually, it seems that I’m destined to douse the interior of each car that we own with a different sticky liquid. Today, that liquid happened to be root beer. Seriously root beer, fuck you. What makes you think you can spill all over the place like that?

That moment turned out to be a transition from bad to good oddly enough, because while I was sitting there in my car with the stuff drying out on me and getting sticky, I just had to laugh. I laughed harder than I had in a long time and the swearing in the car tapered off to a normal level.