I haven’t been up to much lately, just working my 2 jobs and surviving day to day, what with being nearly broke all the time. That’s my own damn fault, though, and I am working on it.
This last weekend was o.k., I went and did some grocery shopping on Saturday and it was SOOOOO HOT out, so I just hung around the house awhile.
Saturday night I tried to do some work, but I just got bored so I was on the phone for a couple hours and then I monkeyed around on the computer til late. I think I was up until 4am just because I wasn’t sleepy at all.
My mom and dad FINALLY came home from being at my grandma’s house in Duluth since like, right after Memorial weekend. They are just glad to be home after being gone so long. It was just lucky that they’re retired so they were able to stay and take care of Grandma that whole time.
On Sunday I was working for like an hour when Sandy and Tony came over and said “Let’s go!” I almost forgot about the Booya on that day. If you have never heard of a Booya, it is basically a fundraiser that the fire department in Newport puts together every July on the weekend after the holiday and I have been going to it almost every year since I was a kid.
They have a beer truck set up next to a big tent and tables everywhere to sit, and you can get beers for $1.00 US all day, plus they have games for the kids and craps tables and bingo inside the fire hall. The local Boy Scout troops even come out every year and sell sno-cones and nachos and stuff. For two days before the event, they cook I don’t know how many GALLONS of soup, which is very good and they call it Booya. They make it from chicken stock and oxtails and vegetables and people haul just buckets and pails of it out of there to take home, ’cause it’s so popular.
All day long they sell pulltab tickets and raffle tickets which they call the numbers out for and give away a bottle of liquor like every ten minutes. The major raffles this year were a kid’s brand new bike, $500.00, and $100.00. They also raffle off a little red Radio Flyer wagonload full of booze too.
So basically all day Sunday, I drank beer all day with Sandy and Tony and our friends. It was super hot and sticky almost all day but the beer was nice and cold so it wasn’t all that bad.
Then after everyone went home, we didn’t feel like going home so we all went to the Cloverleaf bar over by the highway, and that place is a total dump, but we were already drunk so we all went over there anyway ’cause they had air conditioning. We had some more beers and played darts, and we were messin’ with everyone there and taking pictures of stuff.
This lady came in with all this candy she was selling for one of her kids’ sports teams or whatever, Tony bought this big ol’ box of Bazooka Joe bubble gum and I was chewing some.
I blew this great big bubble and got like half of the gum on my face so I had to go into the bathroom to wash it off. Before I went down the hall everybody was bitching about the music ’cause the jukebox was done playing. When I went to walk to the bathroom, this old nasty guy, was sitting at the bar close to the bathroom and he says to me “Say, put a couple quarters in the jukebox, would you, young lady?” and I said “Um, I’ll be right back.”
When I got back out of the bathroom I totally ignored the guy when I was walking back to where we were sitting. While I was in the bathrrom getting the gum off my face, my sister had gone to the jukebox and came back and was telling everyone something and laughing. I asked her what happened and she said while she was at the jukebox she hears this same old guy and all of his even nastier friends all chuckling and har-dee-har-har-ing and she was minding her business and she looks away from the jukebox for like a second and she sees this dude mooning his friends and they are all having a great laugh and she was like ‘Oh my GOD’ and laughs to herself about how stupid these guys are and then she said that when she walked past him, to get back to our spot in the bar the guy says to her ‘Did you see me naked?” and she’s like “No?!!” and he says “Do you wanna?” and she all but RAN back to the table. Do you believe some of the stuff people do in bars?
Good golly.
I managed to kick ass at darts for awhile even though almost all the ones I threw went on the floor! My sister was yelling ’cause she was losing, something awful.
It was fun for awhile but then I benched it for the rest of the night so Tony’s drunk ass could play but he was no better. His friend Chris was makin’ us all laugh ’cause he is a frontman for this band and we call him the Rock Star. Plus Tony called him Fuckin’ Chris once so now Chris is always calling Tony Fuckin’ Tony and it’s really funny. He was calling Donna, “Crazy Donna” and Donna was like, “Whatever” when he called her that.
Sandy and I were all yelling about how come we don’t have nicknames. It was really fun ’cause Chris was really trippin’ us out. He usually has nothing to say but we were laughin’ our asses off at him, plus it was fun to get him in pictures. Ha! I will post them later, for sure.
I got lots more to talk about but I better get some work done or else I’ll be deeper in the hole.
Later…
Then I thought…Goshdammit I’m such a prude.
