I was recently in Wyoming... where I had both the best and worst martini at the same time. I was in a bar in Guernsey, WY. where I ordered a vodka martini... The bartender said... "We don't make mixed drinks here... only beer or shots... no pussy mixed drinks here buddy." So I told him that a martini is not a mixed drink... it is bar code for Vodka in a cup... so he said, "I can do that...you want olives?" So that is what I got... a plastic cup of popov vodka with 4 olives thrown in... just swimming in there! (you can even see the "coors light" printed on the outside of the cup. At this point I considered this the worst martini ever. I haven't drank popov out of a plastic cup since 1998 in Chestocrate's dorm room. Then the bartender told me the damage... $1... At this point it became the best martini ever!
The next picture I took with my phone while I was sitting at breakfast Sunday morning. This is a restaurant on main street in the middle of town. The local Montanan that I was eating with looked out the window and said, "Now that is something you don't see everyday! A brother on a horse." Notice that the guy riding the horse down the sidewalk at ten in the morning was not the weird part!
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Monday, September 25, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Life is short...
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At least death is supposed to come only in threes. Most recently, today, one of my fire team members and friend... Survived by a wife, daughter, and "a bun in the oven.(Due date: 15 Sep 06)" I don't even remember the last conversation I had with him... I think it was about how we are out of pizza and we need to go pack for the trip home.
I guess always leave everyone on good terms.
At least death is supposed to come only in threes. Most recently, today, one of my fire team members and friend... Survived by a wife, daughter, and "a bun in the oven.(Due date: 15 Sep 06)" I don't even remember the last conversation I had with him... I think it was about how we are out of pizza and we need to go pack for the trip home.
I guess always leave everyone on good terms.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Birthdays, fish, and the back of a cop car.
My last week was not so impressive as A-S's... no free car, and extra drive train... no exchange of body part viewing, and no completely rocking parties... but...
I am now 26 years old... as far as I can tell it is exactly the same as 25. It has occurred to me that the advantages of birthdays are exponentially decreasing. Do they still give free drinks at bars on your birthday?
Fly fishing... I had pretty much considered this the silliest activity on the planet. You are trying to catch a fish with a hook disguised with a feather as a bug. I had believed that fish were to smart to be tricked by this. I had even tried it out... one can't catch a fish with a feather and a hook. Apparently I was wrong! I went fishing on the Missouri with my dad while he was here. Fish are not smart... I didn't know there where that many fish in the river... let alone that they could be tricked into eating a feather... not even a worm!
Well conservation of greatness came into effect later that day, those fish needed to be paid for cosmic payback style. My dad and I where driving to the Sip n Dip... (The hotel bar with the mermaids.) Well I got pulled over... It may have had something to do with the crappy red sports car I was driving with no muffler and intermittent lights... I also accidentally turned down a one-way... then immediately turned into an ally after realizing my mistake. But anyways, I was pulled over and accused of drunk driving. I was taken out of the car and made to perform all sorts of counting and balance exercises. After what seemed to me like passing all of them with flying colors, I was put in the back of the cop car. This is the point that they lectured my dad about being such a crappy father and me how weird it was to go to a bar with my dad. They also implied some odd things about a father and son going to a hotel with each other... never mind that it is the most famous bar and restaurant in Great Falls... Anyways, I was breathalized anyways... passed, then released back into the wild. I honestly thought I was about to be arrested in front of my dad... I found out later that he was already making plans to spring me out! I was making similar plans and was systematically searching for weaknesses in the cop car design.
So the point of all this... the cosmic balance, or Karma, or what ever you want to call it must be maintained. So after catching and releasing all of those fish, we were ourselves caught and released.
Thank god we didn't keep any fish!
I am now 26 years old... as far as I can tell it is exactly the same as 25. It has occurred to me that the advantages of birthdays are exponentially decreasing. Do they still give free drinks at bars on your birthday?
Fly fishing... I had pretty much considered this the silliest activity on the planet. You are trying to catch a fish with a hook disguised with a feather as a bug. I had believed that fish were to smart to be tricked by this. I had even tried it out... one can't catch a fish with a feather and a hook. Apparently I was wrong! I went fishing on the Missouri with my dad while he was here. Fish are not smart... I didn't know there where that many fish in the river... let alone that they could be tricked into eating a feather... not even a worm!
Well conservation of greatness came into effect later that day, those fish needed to be paid for cosmic payback style. My dad and I where driving to the Sip n Dip... (The hotel bar with the mermaids.) Well I got pulled over... It may have had something to do with the crappy red sports car I was driving with no muffler and intermittent lights... I also accidentally turned down a one-way... then immediately turned into an ally after realizing my mistake. But anyways, I was pulled over and accused of drunk driving. I was taken out of the car and made to perform all sorts of counting and balance exercises. After what seemed to me like passing all of them with flying colors, I was put in the back of the cop car. This is the point that they lectured my dad about being such a crappy father and me how weird it was to go to a bar with my dad. They also implied some odd things about a father and son going to a hotel with each other... never mind that it is the most famous bar and restaurant in Great Falls... Anyways, I was breathalized anyways... passed, then released back into the wild. I honestly thought I was about to be arrested in front of my dad... I found out later that he was already making plans to spring me out! I was making similar plans and was systematically searching for weaknesses in the cop car design.
So the point of all this... the cosmic balance, or Karma, or what ever you want to call it must be maintained. So after catching and releasing all of those fish, we were ourselves caught and released.
Thank god we didn't keep any fish!
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