Wanted to get out of the apartment for a while this afternoon so I headed downtown to visit my partner at work. Knew it was going to be a slow day for him so thought I would go down and shoot the shit with him.

Well the intention was there but he got moved to a different section but I still hung out had some kick-ass pizza and 32 oz of medicine.

The Dine & Dash

No I did not eat the pizza, drink my medicine and run that would just be weird but you are gonna love this.

While I am sitting there watching the baseball game on the widescreen two grannies came in with a bunch of shopping bags and sat down at the table across from me. Far enough away that I could not hear them but I was not really paying attention to what was going on.

Actually I was talking with one of my partner's coworkers who had just taken a spill down the stairs from the kitchen carrying two arms full of side dishes, broke all the dishes and banged herself up pretty good. Needless to say the old ladies were not that exciting at this point.

After about 15 minutes these 2 old ladies get up and are standing at the bar; just standing there. Their server was in the kitchen and the bartender was, yup you guessed it, tending other people.

I then see these 2 ladies talking to their server, I can see that he has 3 dessert dishes on his one arm and another couple mini teapots in his other hand, and then they just leave. [Eyebrow up] I am curious as to what that was all about.

So server dude comes over to me sits down and tells me that they just walked out on him. They stated they didn't like the Earl Grey tea they had ordered so they were going to leave. They refused any of the other numerous types of tea he offered them. In fact, they turned and walked away stiffing him with a $30 tab.

I had to laugh! He has had a couple «dine & dash» incidents before, but I asked him if this was his first «tea & flee?»

I Love Poo[h]

So I stopped by the «Pharmacy» to get some other medicine for tonight has tonight actually is our «Friday night» and as I am walking down the street I see a guy with a T-Shirt on and across the back of his shoulder blades in black letters are the letters I LOVE POO and then there is an H, but the H is white just like T-Shirt. He turns around and there is a silk screen of «Winnie The Pooh» on the front.

Is that supposed to be clever.

Lay Off the eau de Wafting Aroma, Ladies

OK I am officially telling the lesbians that hang out at the pool bar and starbucks that you have to lay off the fragrance! I don't know what fragrance you are wearing but before I had even turned the corner I could smell you and the FIRST thing that pooped (sorry about that), I mean popped, into my mind was LESBIAN.

I even had an image of what you all would look like (style wise) and sure enough as I came around the corner there was a gaggle of you, smoking away.

I couldn't even smell the cigarette smoke as I walked by, all I could smell was YOU. I don't know if you are old enough to remember the Brut 33 commercial from the early 80s where Adam and Eve are in the garden and Adam drowns himself with Brut 33 and Eve keeps chasing him around «the tree of knowledge.»

Ummmm, yeah about that....that is not how it is really done. You should not require an oxygen mask and a personal floatation device, in the case of an unforseen spillage, when you are putting on your «stink juice.»

Shit, I just realised I dated myself by using the Brut 33 reference - I guess I could have referenced the Tag commercials instead.

Oh and referring to one of my earlier posts about advertising to the G&L market, when is Tag going to come out (pun intended) with a commercial for homos?

Oh, ya, I guess then they would have to create a product that actually smelled good!