A double Nub-Nub and a big-Ass Root Beer Float
Yesterday was not spectacular, and I could have done with out some of the choices I made as I am reaping the consequences today, but thanks to my buddy, Ash, my evening was enjoyable. It was just darn entertaining, even after I droped Ash off at home.
We went to a place called Shootouts. They had a large selection of sea food and lots of dead fish on the wall. Not the stinky kind of dead fish, the shiny "Why would anyone ever want to put a dead swordfish or an open mouthed, big mouth stripped bass type fish that I know that some of my rich white family friends have paid boo coo cash for?" on the wall, let alone in a resturant type fish.
Any way, we get in and sit at the bar and I have my first drink, cheap vodka colored with cranberry juice. It was just like James use to make. (James was a bartender that Tiffany and I met while celebrating my birthday on South Beach.)
I have another drink, we eat something and by the time we actually leave, I'm feeling like my normal Dori-self. I enjoyed Ash's company, the feeling of the hair blowing through my curls and the liquor doing it's blessed job. We take our good mood to my friend and co-worker's house, Lainie and end up getting into her tiny Jetta that smells like crayons to take an amplifier/part thingy to her band boyfriend. We enjoy the ride the conversaiton and laughter, and most of all, making Ash Hindu blush. (Very Sexy, I know.)
So Ash and I end our evening with Lainie, I drop him off and call my buddy, ME. I end up deciding to go to the Brand Spankin New Sonics and get me a 99 cent Root Beer Float. I get there and pull into the drive up thingy watching the young teeny boppers, talking on the phone with ME and place my order. In the process of me waiting for my float to arrive as Sonic is a like an old school drive in restaurant , but only New School, I look to my right and see him.
He was wearing a white velcro up shirt, short sleeved, with a clip on tie. He didn't have any hair to speak of as it was all shaved off. His jeans were black but not faded and he was having trouble hitting the button for service. And then I realized that his left arm was a Nub-Nub.... and he was holding something with it, his credit card. This man had no arm but he had a middle finger coming out of his stump. I was stupefied. I was talking with ME, not knowing how I do it, how I manage to see the most interesting people. (I would have taken a picture but I was on the phone with ME.) Not that there was anything wrong with him not having an arm, or an actual hand but I HAD been drinking, and in truth I am who I am. I was able to stop myself from getting out of the car to see if he was real. He turned and then I saw it...He had no right hand either, just a Nub-nub, but this time he had a thumb and a middle finger. Gratefully at that moment, my root beer float came and my attention at once shifted to the float. (FYI it was great! It was big, 14 oz, and yummy, totally hit the spot but I shouldn't have had it so late.)
So I sat sipping my float for a second, watching the double Nub-Nub in the car with his Girlfriend, and of course he was driving, wondering how he could get a good grip on the steering wheel with just a thumb and a middle finger and no arms really... How do you flick someone off while driving or roll down the window while it's moving or even eat and drive at the same time? All basic American driving habits that everyone of my friends knows and do very well. I started wondering other things, like how does he get his Peter out to pee, or stratch his foot when it itches? Can a no armed man clap if he has no hands? Randomness, as I drove home still talking with ME, sipping on my float.
I finally get off the phone with ME, and go to bed. Only to be awakened by not one of my friends but 2 of them, and damned if I know who I actually spoke to or what was actually said. LOL. I'm sure that they will have their time to say something about me waking their asses up...one day.
As I start my day, I'm trying to keep that good ole Dori feeling alive. Trying to keep the awe of an evening spent with and on the phone with some good friends and seeing in my opinion one of the Wonders of the World, a double Nub-Nub w/ 3 fingers while sipping on a root beer float.
Have a great day!
Dori