In Liberty, where I was working Monday morning, the Perkin's Family Restaurant at Highways 152 and 291 doesn't open til 5:30 am. But the Awful House on 152 is open 24 hours. This fact became dreadfully clear at 5am after the cable technicians and I were finished working and very hungry and standing disappointed in the Perkin's parking lot. What about Bob Evans? They don't open til SEVEN! There is actually a song on the Awful House jukebox called "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk". Listen here, if you dare defile your mind (You can't unhear it!): http://music.walmart.com/m/007/24/38/64/51/22/0072438645122.01.01.011.mp3 I'm reeling two days later over the fact that Honky Tonk rhymes with Badonkadonk. The "she's got it going on like Donkey Kong" lyric is so white. If the song had the word "bling" or "crunk" in it, I would have to crown it as the supreme poserism. He could have coined his own term for a big ol' butt instead of recycling some tired old street slang. Honky Tonk Badonkadonk could be Tex-ass, or Kans-ass, for that matter. I've seen some of each. Which do you think is bigger? On average?
I played hockey tonight and had a blast. I scored and was complimented on how my skills are improving by, quite possibly, the best player who was there tonight. I had tacos at Maloney's again. Ric, his son, his son's girlfriend, a defenseman named Jason, and a man whom everyone just calls Dog Balls were also there. I would say I had a good time until a couple of picture phones came out and it degenerated into a slide show. My attention turned to the Royals game at that point. Plastic basket of tacos and a water = $2.74. I love that place.
I called mom after that and she said the surgery went well. She got to go home the same afternoon. She has four incisions and she's sore, of course. She had just taken a pain killer, so that was a short conversation, but I got the gist.