Giving Rides For Road Dome!

So it's been about a couple of hours since I last wrote, but I still have stuff to talk about. I haven't run dry! I lead a very interesting life, god dammit! I even woke up before noon today! And not only that, I was out and about doing things before noon! Once I give you guys a proper intro, I'm even going to tell you about my interesting life through the activities of today. But this is a pretty weak intro so far, so I'm going to continue intro-ing a bit. Although, I guess I should probably get to the story, because I'm beginning to realize just how tired I am. It's not even 2 yet, and I am about to fall asleep at the keyboard. So I guess I will start my story for tonight. Here I go!

So today I played the role of chauffeur (Oh wow! I spelled that right on the first try). Remember how I really wish I was going to be in Chicago this weekend to see the Lawrence Arms 10th anniversary show? I think I talked about that, right? Well, you see I really wish I was in Chicago this weekend for that thing I said. And my friend Kate is in Chicago this weekend doing that thing I said. But if it weren't for this guy, she would not be in Chicago right now living out my dreams. You see, Kate needed a ride for her and her friend Stacy, who is an acquaintance of mine, to JFK Airport in Queens, or wherever it is. So I was going to put aside my jealousy and help those two lovely ladies out. So this morning when I was leaving for Kate's, I got into my car and it smelled very much like shit. Apparently, the septic tank people were at my house this morning, and them parking their shit truck next to my car made my car smell like shit. But I got in the car, and held my breath all the way to Kate's house. It's a good thing she lives as close to me as she does. I still almost passed out a couple of times, though. But I got to Kate's house, and headed inside, but I was not greeted by my favorite dog in the world, and it was probably the worst thing that could have happened. You see, Elliott was at the neighbor's house, because they're looking after Elliott while Kate is gone, because Kate's dad is also on vacation. You don't need to know about any of that, but I was just bummed that Elliott was not there to greet me. So I hung out with Kate a little bit while she got ready, and then we left to get Stacy. Once everyone was packed into the car, we headed to Bagelman, because Kate was starving. While there, Kate kept asking me over and over if I wanted anything, and I told her that I wasn't hungry, but she was insistent. So I eventually allowed her to get me a piece of banana bread and a Some Pulp Tropicana Orange Juice. I do love that pulp. And then we were off on our big adventure. I guess it wasn't too exciting of an adventure. It's a pretty straightforward drive to get to JFK Airport. But the whole way there Kate and Stacy talked about awesome things they were going to do all weekend. And let's face it, I was talking about all the great things they were going to do all weekend, as well. I think I hid my intense jealousy pretty well. You know, except for the few times I would belittle Kate to make myself feel better. But I'd always apologize right after. This guy's in control of his feelings. Hell yeah! Plus, I couldn't be too hard on Kate, because that little angel is not only returning with a t-shirt for me, but she's going the whole nine yards and bringing me back Matthew Perry and Bruce Willis, as well! That's a bad joke. But Kate is getting me a t-shirt AND a hoodie from the show. She's pretty much the greatest. But that doesn't mean all of you readers out there shouldn't try and impress me, as well. You'll probably never be as great as Kate, but I'll gladly give you hope if you give me free things. But anyway, after a relatively harmless ride, I pulled into their gate to let Kate and Stacy out, and onto their weekend adventure. We said our goodbyes, and Kate made me promise to let her know that I got home safely. She's the greatest. So they left into the airport, and I turned on the Lawrence Arms and cried the whole way home. The ride home actually ended up being pretty eventful considering I was in the car alone. Before I even got out of the airport, a car tried to end my life by passing me on the left to make a quick right turn where I was making a left. So that idiot driver almost made my trip home end before it started. The best part was that he was part of the airport staff. I could do that guy's job a hundred times better than he could! But thankfully, I did not die, and you will still be receiving blog entries from me every day. Once I got out of the airport I almost instantly hit traffic. While stuck in traffic, I noticed a leopard print bra on the side of the road. How do people lose something like that?! I was very confused, to say the least. Some young tart is out there driving without a bra on right now. What is giving her support as she travels the endless labyrinth that is the American road system? Well it's safe to say that I'm glad that I'm not her right now. I never go out on the road without my driving bra. That would be absurd. But after those two instances on the way home, the rest of the trip was pretty much smooth sailing. I got home, let Kate know I was safe, and that I got a brand new-ish bra for her. Then I typed up that blog entry that I did before this one. You know... The one about pierogies and whatnot. After that I did go out to dinner with my family. We went to the Eveready diner, which has been featured on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives with Guy Fiery. I've been there plenty of times, but it really is great. I got some sort of Penne Marsala dish. The marsala sauce was spot on. And I think that's about all I did today.

Yes. I just thought about it, and that's all that is about everything of note that I've done today. So I am going to go get some of that sleep I was talking about before. Hopefully, I'll be able to sleep all the way through Saturday so I don't have to be bummed about how I'm not having the greatest time of my life all day. But I may wake up to see how my brother does on his driving test tomorrow. Here's to hoping that boy gets his license! And then let's also hope he develops some sort of desire to drive. Alright, well I'm off. I'll see you all tomorrow with some miserable "I'm not at the Lawrence Arms show. Woe is me!" entry. Look forward to it. I know I'm not. Bye!