4th weekend
Joey and I are sitting in a new pizza joint in Decatur right now. We just had one of the largest eggplant, mushroom and bacon pizza either of us has ever seen. I can literally feel my arteries hardening.Of course, we didn’t eat it all and it’s sitting in a box right now the size of a small table – on another table as we both write on our laptops. She is trying to get through this post she’s had in her mind for the last couple of days. A post or essay or both, I don’t know. All I know is that she frowns increasingly as she writes taking sips of her iced tea occasionally. I am drinking a 420 and writing this. There is a Paul McCartney song on “Let it Be”. Bleh. I was never a Beetles fan nor Joey. We both get each other that way. She looks sleepy right now and it trying to get through whatever she writes. She pauses to stretch her neck, she sighs and gets up and walks around the restaurant, she sits down and throws the straw wrapper across the table in frustration. Sleep wants to come easier than the post. I offer to go get Starbucks which is just 4 doors down. She shakes her head no.
Our weekend started out with a friend out Thursday evening at Taco Mac eating fajitas and drinking FAT TIRE. (which, I had been waiting for quite some time for it to be on tap here). Friday I got up and made her a cappuccino and me an espresso with cream. We ran around during the day going to lunch at Apres Diem and seeing The Hangover (which, was quite hilarious I might add). We went to various gay bars after that to talk about Rocket Popp- hoping to raffle off a free item and build our email list. We went to two places – Burkharts and Blakes. In Burkharts we spoke to this man who wanted to tell us more than we ever wanted to know about this site he goes to to watch people masturbate. Great. Although we sell sex toys I guess it’s our lot to listen to any erroneous stories of sex sites?? Whatever. We left our card and headed down the road to Blakes. Once there we ordered a beer and spoke to the bartender. He directed us to speak to “Kitty” who would be there at 11 that night or between 10 and 2 on Monday’s and Tuesdays. Which, works so well with my schedule. I wonder if Joey and I had been two young, cute boys if we would have gotten a better reception? I admit I am frustrated with the whole marketing thing with Rocket Popp.I feel that it’s just a black hole to throw my money in. This past weekend I did some research online to find a company who will actually make the site searchable on Google on the first page. The sales rep and I were almost through the transaction before she realized that the site is adult novelty. She said, “Sorry, it’s company policy and we cannot work with sites of this nature.” I was very pissed off disappointed to say the least. Because we sell dildos then you won’t do business wih us? It just made me even more determined to find a company who WOULD list us.
Anyway, I [blog] digress. Yesterday, we walked up to the corner to see our little neighborhood parade go by. We caught up with neighbors some Joey had never met before. We got invited in to the lesbian’s house on the corner for cake. We ended up making a super connection as Joey and I want to hire this womanto make our ceremony cake. Afterwards, we went and rented movies and later walked down to the lake and watched the fireworks. I had gone earlier to set up our chairs so that we would have a place. Unfortunately, some obnoxious man threw a firecracker that landed and went off right behind our chairs and I thought Joey was going to have heart failure. It wasn’t funny in the least and I wanted to go up there and throw his fat ass him out of his chair. Fortunately, for him he didn’t throw anymore. I think because when his son asked how many more he had I said loudly that that was his last glaring up at him. Once we got her heart rate back to normal and the fireworks itself started it was much better.
Today we went to brunch and had an idea for co-authoring a book together – stay tuned for more on that. Tonight we have the boy back with the father staying for dinner. We thought it might be a chance to make sure he’s eating one decent meal on the weekend to connect on a “family” level by doing something together as a unit so there wouldn’t be any animosity between the two households.
So, that’s our weekend! Hope you all had a wonderful weekend, too!
