Hoooome Is Where You Diiiiiiiiiiie!

It would seem that it's Halloween, everyone! Maybe I'll make a spooky post tonight. Ooooooooo! Actually, what I have planned isn't very scary. It was pretty scary being there, though. But I don't want to get ahead of myself. I can't effectively tell you a story without getting you hungry first. Remember that delicious dinner I mentioned in last night's post? Well it definitely went down tonight. The family and I took a drive to Sherman to have dinner at the American Pie Company? You remember the entry where I talked about that, right? There was an ice storm and stuff? Of course you remember. Well this was the first time I've been here without getting a breakfast item on the menu. So this is what I ordered. I started off with this delicious vegetable minestrone soup. I dipped some bread in it. Exquisite. Then I had what the rest of the table had for an appetizer. That was potato pancakes. These were probably the best potato pancakes I've ever had. And the chopped apples/applesauce thing it came with was just as delicious on top of the potato pancake. Then came the main course. I had myself the Southern Fried Chicken meal. This came with a biscuit, cornbread, very lumpy mashed potatoes with a white pepper gravy, and four pieces of this perfectly fried chicken. Holy shit. It was phenomenal. I almost didn't leave enough room for dessert. But I was not so full that I didn't want a slice of strawberry rhubarb pie with their own whipped cream on top. It was a perfect way to end a perfect meal. I never ever eat that much, but I don't regret it even a little bit. Alright. Now that you're all hungry, I'll move on to my spooky story.

Tonight I went to a Halloween party. No, it wasn't one of those cool Halloween parties where you have friends that invite you. It was a lame party at a Gamestop. Now, normally, I wouldn't be caught dead going to any party at a store that caters to nerds, but my old boss and good friend wanted me to go. And I'm a great guy, so I went. I even made the 40 minute drive it takes to get there. I knew I was headed into nerd city, but I'm a devoted friend, so I made that sacrifice. I figured the Super Smash Bros. tournaments would keep them all busy and out of my hair. So I get there and greet my old boss who was dressed up as slutty Alice in Wonderland or something. I also greet my old district manager, and two old assistant managers. You see, when you leave Transworld Entertainment Corporation, you go to Gamestop. It's just natural progression, I guess. But after we were done with the pleasantries, she recruited me to be some sort of event photographer. Sure, I'm an amazing photographer, but I'm definitely not comfortable with people telling me how to make my art. Plebeians. But I took pictures, and as I was doing this, and immersing myself within the crowd of nerds, I began to realize just how embarrassing these kids are. They were all dressed up as some sort of anime character. They were all making internet jokes. They were all talking very loud, because of how used to being ignored they all are. It was a freak show. There was this one kid in particular who was the loudest of them all. I have no idea what he was dressed as, but he was wearing a shirt and tie and had his hair dyed blue. He kept on screaming profanity. And there were little kids around. I just wanted to tell him to get the hell out. Also, his profile name in the Smash Bros. tournament was "nigga." And I really just wanted to smack some reality into this kid. He is so god damn ignorant. But enough about him, there were a million nerds there to talk about. And they all made a point to bring up their "girlfriends" at any opportunity. Guys. I promise I don't care about your nerdy, anime girlfriends. Take your insecurities elsewhere. There was one little kid there with his dad, though. This kid was adorable, and polite, and dressed as Mario. It was very cute. My old boss gave him a gift card for not being insufferable. But then there was this other young kid who was absolutely obnoxious. He was at the candy bowl the whole time. He was literally diving into the bowl face first, and grabbing candy with his mouth. Safe to say, I did not partake in any candy tonight. He also wouldn't stop asking questions, and I just had to eventually ignore him. My old district manager also dressed up in a giant, inflatable Mario costume at one point. It even had a motor to keep it inflated. He looked positively ridiculous, and I made sure to let him know. He's not my DM anymore. I'll say what I damn well please. There was also this fat kid hitting on my old manager the whole night. He'd compliment her on her slutty Alice costume, and ask her if she needed any help with anything. It'd be cute, if it wasn't so repulsive. I felt like letting him know that she's married, and not looking for a fat kid to give her the good lovin'. But it was more fun to watch, anyway. Eventually, all of the excitement died down, though. Nerds were picked up by their parents, and I sat back and watched all of the employees clean up. It was nice seeing all of my old bosses that I liked again. It was too bad that it had to be in the dorkiest setting possible, but I guess I'll take what I can get.

Well damn. How was that for a scary story? Just feel lucky that none of you had to live it. Also, if any of my blaudience (blog audience) are nerds, well... it sucks to be you, I guess. Alright. Well I'm bordering on crazy tired right about now. So I guess I should wrap this up. I'm spending most of my Halloween just hanging out until around 10pm, when Anthony gets out of work and we do something Halloween-y, I guess. I figure I'll probably be out late, so I may not get an opportunity to post tomorrow night. We'll see, though. Happy Halloween, blockheads!