It's Bullet Sunday from sunny Sacramento!
• Lake Tahoe. Since Sacramento doesn't have a Hard Rock Cafe anymore, Foodiddy and Phister were kind enough to take Hilly-Sue and I to Lake Tahoe for a quick lunch. And while it may seem insane to drive
Sadly, the companion "wood cabin" cafe at Whistler was closed, so I'm hoping that the Tahoe property stays open for a good long time.
On the way back, actual hail was falling, which was surprising to say the least (is this not summer?). But we survived and made it back for Pinkberry for dessert, so I guess it's all good.
• Summertime Treat. Speaking of Pinkberry, they have a special frozen yogurt flavor running for summer... watermelon! It's worth grabbing a taste, even if you can't be wooed away from your regular favorite (like me!)...
• No Parking. Yesterday as Hilly and I arrived at the mall so I could be terrorized by Sephora, we were cruising the parking lot looking for a spot when something so mind-bogglingly stupid happened that I still don't think it was real. Some stupid bitch had COMPLETELY PASSED a parking spot that was being vacated, and decided she wanted it... even though SHE HAD COMPLETELY PASSED IT! So she sits there. Blocking the person trying to leave, and us, and the person behind us. Then she inches backwards as if to tell us that she wants us to back up, except there's somebody behind us. We CAN'T back up, even if we wanted to. So she sits there. And sits there. And sits there. Eventually the person behind us backs up so we can move. I was fucking fuming. Hilly moved because she was running low on gas. And she's apparently a lot more diplomatic than I am. Because I would NOT have moved. I don't give a shit if I ran out of gas. I don't care if a meteor was going to strike. I don't care if I was having a heart attack and needed immediate medical attention. There is no fucking way... NO WAY AT ALL I would have moved out of the way for that rude dumbass piece of shit. If you PASS a parking spot, GAME OVER! Go find another on. Don't block people and force them to move for your stupid ass.
It's times like this that I remember why I used to have extreme anger management issues. People are stupid, rude, selfish, and wholly intolerable. And all I wanted to do was beat the ever-loving shit out of this moron with a crowbar for being such a huge asshole. She totally deserved it and, after having to deal with her bullshit, I deserved to give it to her.
• Wave Goodbye. This past week Google announced that they were shutting down Google Wave... assumably due to the huge level of non-interest by just about everybody. Google's concept of real-time communication was pretty nifty, but any SUCCESSFUL new technologies tend to be dead-simple to use (ala Twitter), and Wave was too far-reaching and complex to get there. So now we all sit and wait for the Next Big Thing... and hoping it won't be limited to 140 characters or less.
And now... I really should get some sleep. For once my flight isn't at 7:00am, so here's hoping...
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See, I’d have gotten out of the car, tapped on her window, and told her she was blocking the exit of 3 people trying to move, so MOVE IT, bitch!
Seriously. That enrages me, too. Mostly because it’s common sense and common courtesy. Shame those are in such short supply these days!
NOW GET SOME SLEEP!
Yes – I yelled that at you. 🙂
That’s when I would have blasted the horn. Or gotten out and had a nice confrontation. 🙂
The best part was you yelling at the lady FOR me. I swear to God, I have never heard such gratuitious use of the word “cuntbag” before!
Seriously though, again…I had an amazing time with you this weekend and am so glad we got to reconnect and do our thang. Tahoe, Pinkberry, Sephora, you name it…it’s all better when I do it with you. 🙂
Hey! I never called that cuntbag a “cuntbag!” That was YOU!
In late June, while visiting Hilly in Old Sac, we had a hell of a time trying to find a parking spot. We didn’t come across any rude bitches, but Hilly did bump her fender on one of the parking spots, leaving a nasty spot on her car. Fortunately, the scratch from the post was rubber which Hilly had buffed out a few days later.
Nothing like rude people to ruin a good Pinkberry experience.
Dave? Said cuntbag!?!
Dude, I love you!
He hella said it. Don’t let him tell you otherwise! 😉
Obviously Hilly didn’t skip her last Buddhist class like somebody I could mention…