further details on something previously mentioned in another post

i mentioned in a one of the savannah posts that i had another story to tell in line with my habit of choosing “common” restaurants while traveling.

the first time this “problem” of mine really stuck out was when i met up with a friend while we were both in orlando. he was there doing some fancy commercial work, and i was there for my boot camp training to becoming an IT QUEEN. (IT = information technology, aka lick my boots you beast.).

i spent a lot of time in orlando for boot camp training, monday thru friday home on weekends (i was single with no children).

this friend lived in charlotte and we discussed our both being in orlando at the same time and it was decided i would pick him up for dinner. so i did. and then i took him to outback. boy oh boy was he impressed with me.

he was staying in the tourist area of orlando (disney) and i was more in the downtown area of orlando. my location was more in the ethnic part of orlando where all the cool vietnamese/chinese/tokyo/japan/spanish/english/irish/new orleans/etc. type of eating establishments were.

in fact, where i always stayed in orlando allowed me to frequently run into carrot top at the eckerd drug store.

(there is a certain type of person who frequents an eckerd drug store late at night, and i guess carrot top and i are those types of people. in addition to a kinky guy i dated a long time ago.)

the whole cynosure of the post is to share the funny story of my being slightly retarded. the friend that i met up with in orlando, he in the disney area, me in the ethnic area, and I TOOK HIM TO OUTBACK instead of a cool ethnic place.

here are my lists of reasons for this happening with the most important point listed last.

• i suck at directions, i did well just to make it to his hotel.

• his location was an hour away from my location.

• i had a crush on him, which immediately makes me an idiot on every level possible. (anyone remember my “first date” story with a guy when i was 17 or so and i asked him what pasta was? yeah, i am a smooth operator.)

it’s business time

i have so many things running around in mah head that i am trying to get organized to write about.

it seems appropriate to first put everyone on notice.

notice? wtf is this freak talking about now?

i must notify to anyone who reads this blog, to use this blog at your own risk. it is to be used for entertainment purposes ONLY, and if you try to extract anything more, than you do so at your own discretion. basically, just don’t be a dumb-ass.

i write b/c it helps sort things out in my head, i write b/c i love to write, i write with the half notion that maybe one day i’ll write a whole book, and this is a way for me to exercise my fingers and the one brain cell i have. but mostly, i write b/c i have a whole lot of things to say.

in the words of augusten burroughs “write what you know”.

sometimes, that can get a tad personal. just like stand-up comedians make jokes out of their personal tragedies and then share it with the world.

this will serve as a disclaimer and consider yourselves officially on notice.

that is all.