Last weekend, Friday Sep 11th that is, La Wife and I, with adult supervision of course went to a Pub!
Now our chaperons, (Quick side note here. That word pulls up all kinds of strange stuff with spell check when you start it with an S … I googled it with the words High School to figure out if it was right … Eye R smart!) who I guess should both be named but all I have so far is Haggatha and Spouse, ended up being somewhat alright during this event, but they kept telling La Wife and I to keep 4 inches apart and would only let us hold hands … so we decided our next Pub crawl would be without them!
That leads us to our next Pub of the week … now that I type that out I have been to 3 Pubs/Bars in 2 weeks.
Am I becoming an alcoholic?
Do I really want to be the guy who has his own bar stool and when I walk in everyone screams out my name?
Do I really want to throw all of my money away into a bottle just so I can forget my life?
Wait, been there and done that … the forgetting my life that is so I guess I will only go there now to pick up strange woman?
Nope, that can’t work, I keep going with La wife now don’t it.
Nope, I gave up smoking, mind you that is good for two reasons.
1) Cost
2) They don’t sell what I smoked anymore in the state of Florida … no not that stuff people!
On that note real fast … how is it that they can tell me I can’t smoke certain cigarettes but alcohol is still fine?
What’s worse?
15 year old smoking a flavored cigarette, or getting drunk at a party?
Didn’t we lean things like this are a bad ideal back in the 1920’s during the Prohibition?
I think this is another topic I need to hit on in the near future, but I will not because I don’t read my own Blog to remind myself so I will forget all about it by then …
Wow, I have no clue why I put up with going to these establishments … wait, that’s right darn I am losing my mind over here now aren’t I.
It’s because of the food!
We ended up at Fiddler’s Green in Winter Park Friday night … and Saturday night … It is an Irish Pub.
They serve Corn Beef and Cabbage … I don’ think I need to say anything else, but I will!
We came, we saw, we ate!
The next night, we found ourselves coming back form the Sanford, and/or Central Florida, Zoo and found that we had hunger pains.
Being that it was good the night before, one of the people with us had never eaten there, and we where about to drive right past it again (Well it was a few miles out of the way but shut up already) we pulled in yet again.
Onward always onward … because although time travel is possible with current theories all we can do is go forward into it … then once there we can not come back … so what you are telling me is that honestly as advanced as we are as a people, Cave-Men where the first people to figure this out?
Wow I think I just plugged Geico insurance?
We honestly have spent Millions, no more like Billions of dollars to tell me all I have to do is fall asleep one cold night in the snow and low and behold I can wake up in the future?
It’s true isn’t it?
All we can do is perfect inventions, nothing new is really being come up with.
O go ahead and say something like well our parents didn’t have lap tops and cell phones.
Nope, they hade big box computers and calculators, and then just normal phones.
If you tell me that they are different I will agree, but, they are still the same darn thing’s to, so shut up.
Fine, don’t shut up!
Their great grandparents didn’t have either.
You are right yet again, and wrong!
Wow I hate arguing with you all some times … even though I know at this point I am arguing with myself so shut up, read on … but keep arguing with me in my head please.
They had the abacus and the mail system … what?
Really?
You are going to ask me how the darn mail system turned into the phone?
Sorry I forgot to remind myself that not all of you are up to par with my great brainpower, and you have somehow forgotten the all mighty telegraph already!
We know that our pilots have not forgotten it, being that they are smart enough to blink out code when captured.
Wow, I so just took this somewhere, and I am not sure if it is working but I hate hitting backspace … unless spell check can’t figure out the world … then I have to rewrite whole sentences … but that’s another story …
We moved on, but at the same time we moved backwards.
Everything comes form somewhere, if it doesn’t we call in Torchwood …
For some reason I decided I needed to go off and get my Irish roots wet not once, but 3 times.
That being said, I think I am good for a while!
I swear to God, I am rereading this trying to remember what I wanted to write about and honestly have no clue … and my parents didn’t believe I had ADD!
Let’s take it back a little farther then … no not to our Great, Great, Great Grandparents, but why we ended up a t the Zoo.
It was Hispanic appreciation weekend, or something like that.
La Wife’s, brothers, wife and their daughter are of Hispanic.
Puerto Rican to be more to the point that is.
So, La Wife’s brother found out about this event, and decided to drag us all off to the Zoo … if we wanted to or not, in the 120 degree heat, with an hour plus drive each way … No, actually we wanted to go and we had a lot of fun but he is an in-law so I have to make him, and all of the rest of them, sound like horrible people.
So that my own family can feel better about them selves when they find out I spend more time with my in-laws then I do with them.
Remember kids, you are forced into family … not who you hang with.
Unless you are in Prison that is …
Back to the point, wow I honest to God have lost it haven’t I?
At this point with all of the hype and junk I have made you read I feel what I am about to say is just one massive let down, and that it will not have been worth your time to read all of this.
They have a Zip-Line course, and I want to do it … 25 more pounds to go and I can!
