Na...nani?
Mar. 4th, 2006 09:58 amSo far...Not one of my best mornings. It was sunny, but the wind was biting. I tried calling Brian for a ride, but...no dice. I went to the donute shop across the street from my workplace, and ate a donut, and drank some coffee. Called Brian afew more times. Nada. I resigned myself to standing in the cold wind, near all the loud motorcycles. Oh yeah, it's Bike Week in Daytona. The time when motorcycles outnumber cars. What fun! So I'm standing at the bus stop, and the wind keeps whipping sand and grit into my bare legs. Yep, for once in my life, I'm wearing a skirt, and being girly. It must have been working because bikers are checking me out as they ride past, and not one...but TWO different old men in vans pull over to ask me if I need a ride. One of them said, and I quote, "Aw, I ain't gonna bite ya." My reply was, "Honey, you're blocking traffic. Thanks anyway." My brain on the other hand is screamying "EEEWWW OMG NOES EWW!" Now, my shoulder angel is saying, "You know you shouldn't panic, honey. He's just an old dude, trying to help out a young lady. He don't mean no harm." Meinwhile, my shoulder devil is showing me a grainy 8 mm film of said same old man, if I *had* gotten into the van, asking me how much for an Alabama Crab Dangle. I don't even know what that is!
Anyway, I made it home, and it's time for bed. Night night.
Anyway, I made it home, and it's time for bed. Night night.