I Love Your Cones, Baby
The day before yesterday was Free Cone Day at the Ben & Jerry's, and my friends Talia and Sharon and I made the ten-minute drive over to the nearest one to flex our God-given right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of friendly diabetic comas. Sharon apparently works with a visually-impaired girl in one of her classes, and the girl is evidently something of a That Girl- i.e., overstressed academic nutjob. Unfortunately, in the excitement of FCD, Sharon forgets that not only does she have an appointment with said That Girl, That Girl also has a test coming up and is therefore exponentially worse than usual. So after warning us of dire consequences to be fall if we laughed, Sharon makes a phone call from the back of Talia's car and tells That Girl that sorry, she had to talk to the Astronomy Historian and that she'd be done soon. The unsaid part of this whole thing, why we would be laughing if not previously asked not to, is guess who's the Astronomy Historian? Big showers of rose petals for anybody who said Talia. Yay for deceptions that aren't actually lies.
The store itself was packed; when Talia dropped us off at the curb so we could get in line, people were out the door about 15 deep. And it was raining.
But the operation was running so quickly and so smoothly that in the time it took our Shieldmaiden to park her car and walk to the door, we were about three people away from the front of the line. Everyone was immediately handed a menu to decide from seven or eight flavors, setting to rest my worry that we'd be stuck with one flavor. How silly I am.
We were directed to different servers by a showmanlike twelve year old, by whom I was so impressed that I didn't tell him how much he looked like Chunk from "The Goonies."
So I get my Phish Food, Talia gets herself some Cookie Dough, and Sharon opts for Cherry Garcia. We flee from the rain and into the car. Naturally, whenever I hear there's a shape to be found, I want to actually see it. Especially when the chocolates do not feel like the shape they are reputed to be. So I spit one out into my hand.
There is a goddam cow in my Phish Food. I say so. Much jollification. And then we went back and I think I slept.
Viking Goddess is updated again. So's you know.
The title comes from "Scotland: PA" (or, as asmallbluedot calls it, "the movie that Kt won't shut up about." If you haven't seen it yet, you need to.
Today’s Quote: "Dantooine, motherfucker!" - Ben Kelley, when questioned by a hostile as to the location of something
Random Thought for Today: Kiwi. GOOD.
current mood:
Hungry
current music: Money Talks - ACDC
The store itself was packed; when Talia dropped us off at the curb so we could get in line, people were out the door about 15 deep. And it was raining.
But the operation was running so quickly and so smoothly that in the time it took our Shieldmaiden to park her car and walk to the door, we were about three people away from the front of the line. Everyone was immediately handed a menu to decide from seven or eight flavors, setting to rest my worry that we'd be stuck with one flavor. How silly I am.
We were directed to different servers by a showmanlike twelve year old, by whom I was so impressed that I didn't tell him how much he looked like Chunk from "The Goonies."
So I get my Phish Food, Talia gets herself some Cookie Dough, and Sharon opts for Cherry Garcia. We flee from the rain and into the car. Naturally, whenever I hear there's a shape to be found, I want to actually see it. Especially when the chocolates do not feel like the shape they are reputed to be. So I spit one out into my hand.
There is a goddam cow in my Phish Food. I say so. Much jollification. And then we went back and I think I slept.
Viking Goddess is updated again. So's you know.
The title comes from "Scotland: PA" (or, as asmallbluedot calls it, "the movie that Kt won't shut up about." If you haven't seen it yet, you need to.
Today’s Quote: "Dantooine, motherfucker!" - Ben Kelley, when questioned by a hostile as to the location of something
Random Thought for Today: Kiwi. GOOD.
current mood:
Hungry
current music: Money Talks - ACDC