Hey, my dudes! How about today? Am I right? Pretty great day, for sure. Today I was going on a nice grocery shopping trip with my mother, and before we could even get on the highway, I got a call from that special girl I talk about on here all the time. Yes, Kate called me to let me know she was going to be leaving for school in a little bit, and wanted to know if I wanted her to drop the things she got me at the show off at my house. So I said "Hell no! Let me come to you." Of course, I okay'd this with the driver before I made that offer. So we turned around and headed right to Kate's house. I was greeted by my pup, Elliott. He escorted me to the door. That's when I saw Kate's dad, and Elliott's girlfriend's dad doing some major work on the kitchen. So I shot the shit with them for a bit while I waited for Kate to show herself. Kate came out and gave me the stuff, then Elliott's girlfriend's dad showed me a huge spear that I says he feeds trees with. Today, he was using it to tear up a floor. The giant spear can do anything. I'm absolutely positive it could kill a man with the greatest of ease, but I was hoping to not find out. Then Kate told me all about the show, and how much she wishes I was there, and how great I am, and how I make every situation better. But mostly she wanted me there to be the one other sober person. Unfortunately, I'm an idiot who doesn't take advantage of awesome opportunities. Oh well! But we talked about the show for a little bit, and then I let her get ready to return back to school. The poor girl was exhausted. So we said our goodbyes, and I took my newly acquired hoodie and t-shirt, and went off to shop for groceries. I won't tell you about that, though. That would bore you.
But I will tell you all about my first time going to the American Pie Company in Sherman, CT. I may even tell you a little about my second time there, as well. I think I've only been twice. But anyway... My first time going to American Pie Company I believe occurred very early this year. We had this trip planned out well in advanced. Christian, Kathleen, Erica, and I were all set for delicious food and pie. The night before we were going to go there was a huge ice storm, though. So I looked out my window in the morning and saw everything covered in ice. So I gave Christian a call, and this did not even phase him. He was still rarin' to go. And that's all I needed to hear for me to get in the car and drive to Christian's house. Erica was also ready to go, and was on her way to Christian's, as well. Kathleen, on the other hand, totally bailed on us. Granted, she had a much longer drive than the rest of us, but that's still lame. So we couldn't go with just the three of us. That'd look ridiculous. So we called up Anthony, and he was all about going with us. He just had to shovel and de-ice his driveway. So we waited and waited, and eventually got fed up. So I called Anthony, and told him we'd pick him up, and that's exactly what we did. So we were off on our adventure to Sherman with Christian at the helm. We were, of course, taking our time. There had been an ice storm for crying out loud! But I was cool with that, because the scenery was amazing. All of the trees and bushes covered in a layer of ice just made everything look beautiful. Not to be a pussy or anything, but it was pretty breathtaking. Also, there was no reason to qualify that. It was breathtaking, and you're a pussy. When we got into Sherman, we saw a bunch of people walking around, and they were all being friendly. I believe there were a couple people who waved at us in the car as we passed by. With us all being from unfriendly Danbury, we didn't know what to do, so we just kept driving, hoping to never be waved at again. But eventually, after missing the place once or twice, we ended up at the American Pie Company. We grabbed a seat, and all began to peruse the menu. We were the only people in there, and we only knew the place would be open, because we called ahead of time to make sure. So we're going through the menu and everything looks so appetizing. So we all put in our orders and killed the time by asking each other Trivial Pursuit questions that they had at all of the tables. Not too long from then, we were served our meals. I had some three egg omelet with tomatoes, potatoes, and cheddar cheese. Now they say it was only three eggs, but it looked like it could have been six. This thing was huge. But holy crap was it delicious. And it came with some of the best home fries I've ever had. I knew I was in love with this place right then. I remember Christian got some sort of breakfast fajita which was also very large. Let's face it, everything you get there is large. I'm not sure what Erica got, but I do believe Anthony got the "big fat guy breakfast," as always. So we spent a nice long while trying to stuff all of that food inside of us. I think I succeeded, and I know Christian left with a doggie bag. I am not too sure about the other two, though. But we ate, then paid, and then Christian and I went to go look at pies. Christian and I each got two pies. I got a key lime pie and a peach raspberry pie. Christian got a peach raspberry and something else. Our trip was a success! Then we had to make the treacherous journey back to Danbury. Erica actually had a dinner that she needed to get to. She was entirely not hungry, but it was an important dinner, and she was going to tough it out. So we dropped off Anthony, got Erica back to her car, and then I just hung out with Christian after that. We were playing some video games and being cool dudes, but apparently we were being too cool because the power went out. But that didn't stop the fun. We busted out some flashlights, pulled out Risk, invited Christian's sister to join, and went to town. Nothing cooler than a Risk party in the dark. We had nothing better to do, so we played a world domination match, and I beat the crap out of Christian and his sister. I'm the best. And I did it with precision timing, as well. No sooner did I conquer the world than Christian's mom come through the door with Chinese food. So we had ourselves a Chinese feast in the dark followed up by a peach raspberry pie dessert. We weren't polite about it, either. We were pretty much just digging into the pie with forks. But this was acceptable, because the power was out, and it's the best pie I've ever tasted. It was phenomenal. If I never have a better pie than that, I will not be surprised. So anyway, after that things that I don't remember happened. The power may have come back on at Christian's. I'm not sure. I also may have stayed at Christian's that night. Again, I'm not sure. But it was a hell of a day from start to finish.
I was going to talk about the other time I went, but while it was just as great, I don't think it translates as well into a story. But I'll give highlights. This time it was Christian, Kate, and myself. The waitress we had was really into me. I think she thought I was dating Kate, though. Girls always go after me when they think I'm dating Kate. It's crazy, really. I think Kate had pancakes, I had French toast, and Christian had the "big fat guy breakfast." That may be wrong. I don't remember. Also, on the way home we passed what we believe to be the coolest house ever. Now we never actually saw the house, but here's the layout of what we did see: There was a small field in front with two stone columns on either side of the driveway. And the driveway goes into a really thick forest. The driveway was too long and dark for us to see what it led to, but it probably leads to the coolest fort ever.
Alright. I believe that's all there is for today. The Canucks won tonight. So I was pretty psyched about that. Well, I should probably at least flip through my marketing book and see what looks important for tomorrow's test. Get this. The test is open notebook. I haven't really taken any notes yet this year, but I could probably bang out some notes before I hit the hay tonight. I'm honestly not too worried about this test. Marketing is second nature to me, really. You can probably tell by the way I present myself here. I'm making lifelong readers out of all of you every day. So get psyched to be roped in some more tomorrow! Bye, pals!
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