I've been in a damn good mood lately. Maybe it's because I've been hanging out with my non married friends more often. Maybe it's the fact that I've relaxed more. I'm no longer overwhelmed with the thought of trying to get laid or meet someone. I'm just going with the flow and enjoying myself.
This song has been stuck in my head all day. "been drinkin' brew for...breakfast"
Friday night Spinal-Tap-Girl and I had made plans to meet up for a few drinks. We hopped to a few bars, stopped in to grab a bite at a deli and ended up at an Irish pub filled with college kids and a bouncer that could have been Christopher Walken's much less successful brother.
After one drink there we grabbed a cab and as we were going thru a toll I asked, "What happens if someone doesn't have enough cash to get through the toll?"
The person in the car in front of us was taking a long time to go through the toll. A long long long time. After a few minutes of just sitting there behind them the cab driver started swearing in his broken English.
"What is this state?? This Freaky P. What does he doing? This Freaky P. What is this state?"
We didn't know what he was talking about until one of us looked up and saw the license plate.
Sure enough. Personalized License plates.
Maybe it was the beer, the sound of the cab driver saying it, or just the idea of some guy getting the plates in the first place, but we laughed our asses off. I'm still laughing about it.
What does the P stand for?
I did a google search for Freaky P and did come up with a few hits but nothing that really stood out.
It's a mystery that may never be solved, but some things are better off unknown.
The exterminator came out today and....DRUMROLL.
They'll have to replace a massive part of my apartment right behind my fridge.
I'm psyched about next Thursday night. Blogger party NYC. I've even taken Friday off so I don't have to pansy out early.
Besides, I may meet someone and end up driving to Vegas to get married.