| | You ever stop to think about...what you just thought? Do you then realize how amazingly hard it is to go back to thinking about that which you just thought without knowing you are thinking about it? Right. See? Well as I was sitting at dinner tonight, solo, I decided to let my brain go. I decided to let my stream of consciousness, my daydreams, take over. However, I wrote down everything I could remember. It was about an hour's worth of thoughts and happenings. The only context is that it is a Mexican restaurant.
What exactly is gout, other than crystallized uric acid? What exactly is TexMex food? Is this TexMex? Nah, this is real Mexican. Or is it? A conspiracy, no doubt. This live music is entertaining. I think I should paint my basement faux brick. I could get the guy from that one TV show show does realistic flames on cars and see if he does brick. That hole looks like lips. Maybe I could paint the basement ceiling as the Milky Way like in the picture I just saw yesterday online. Maybe with skulls. The neighbors would think I'm a Satanist. This soup is awesome. If I owned a sign company, I would make them new Happy Hour Specials signs. I'd hope they'd use 'em. I wonder if I asked for more limes and ADD sugar to my water if I could make a wicked limeade. That little girl is so cute, it looks like it's a special day. They are waiting for one more, the guy on the phone. NO! Come back live music!! Sweet he brought me more limes. I'm not gonna do something weird. Oh they are back...oh it's her birthday!! Hellllllo ladies...girls night? She looks like a 30-year old version of Maryanne Gerbin. I should have swam tonight, I feel fat & full, but that soup is soooooo good. Man these musicians are nice. soft. mellow. more ladies, hello! Oh they are done again, I bet someone says...yup there he goes, not a very strong accent! Who is this? Navy. Army?...Navy. Air Force? Navy. Oh how cute, it's a bag of gifts for her! I wonder who he is...step-dad? She is so excited. This lime is tasty, omg. Uncle, he is acting like I would. Uncle. Air Force. Where else is there a base nearby? Man I hope Nat is feeling OK. Maybe biological father? She's rubbing his head now. A coloring book...Barbie? Wonder if these people are wondering why I am staring at them writing in this fancy looking pad. Health Inspector Blum. The music is playing more distantly now. It's nice! I wish I could play even this. I am just waiting for these girls to talk to me. I should go. What route will I take home? I wonder if the musicians take tips. I'm gonna go and see if they have a jar. If not, I'll just thank them.
The musicians did have a tip jar, for which we all are grateful.
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