Monday, November 08, 2004

Wax dat with a vengeance

I think my cat likes me again. She and I weren't spending enough time together but I have stayed home and studied lately so I think we are cool again. I went to Chevron last night for some gas only to wait in line for about eight minutes while they figured out credit machine problems. I did a little dance to keep from getting bored and got a high 5 from the register girl 'Jessica'. There are way to many people I know named Jessica right now. When I was a freshman everyone I met was named Stephanie. Whatever. The guy behind me in chevron looked like Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Blue jean shorts, a wife-beater, a silver chain with a cross, and severely balding. He was waiting in line behind me and I had to use all my will power not to stare at him. Me being pretty high in line helped but He was buying a bag of cheetos, only. Until he spotted his undiscovered bliss...a foot and 1/2 long slim jim processed beef stick. He snached that up with some extreme reverence, let me tell ya. The whole 8 minutes in line he is munching on his cheetos because he couldn't wait for that Chester cheetah glory, but every minute or so he would drop his bag and bend over to pick it up. All this was happening behind me but damn it was funny. Like he just couldn't handle carrying a bag of cheetos and a beef stick at the same time. I had a very hard time not cracking up as I pumped my gas only to see him walk across the parking lot and drop the bag once more for dramatic effect. I missed out on Rudy "Dolemite" Ray Moore because my professor's ranch is over an hour outside of Austin but it were a whole bunch of fun though. He gave every one extra points for kissing his livestock and took pictures of it. It's kinda of sick and If I see www.utstudentanimallove.com pop up on the net soon I want some royalties. Dad and Kelly came through on Sat. and we had a fairly good time and I got shit faced while they enjoyed the UT game at Fado's. Me,"keep the New Castles coming there on pops. Yeah some one threw a ball to some one. Woo." That is how much I love football. Like a live eel in my right eyesocket trying to type his mother's name on my cortex with a dull Sharpe. Need to do a mass of school stuff before wed. So pray for me. Need to go out on a date with some one soon or I'll wither up and turn into Ethel Merman. The word for the day is: Japanese Alice