Tuesday night was game night. Everyone has been suggesting Putt Putt Golf. Blah. I just don’t find it that entertaining, and it’s too hot to do anything outdoors. I think it was over 100 degrees Tuesday!

Michelle couldn’t think of anything for us to do so we met up at the Hoover’s Restaurant on 183 at Anderson Mill. OMG. That place was all kinds of scariness. When you are in Leander or Cedar Park (or any Wal-Mart) you expect to see scary redneck country folk, but I wasn’t expecting to see such scaries so close into Austin.

First off, the place was practically empty and the skinny little girl with the big frizzie hair at the door would not let Javi and I be seated until the rest of our party (Michelle and Eric) arrived. Who was she saving those tables for?

While we waited for them to arrive, we sat in the bar area. There was a big man in flip flops, shorts, and a t-shirt eating at the bar. He had a mullet, but was bald on top. His toes look like they were literally rotting off of his feet. His cell phone kept ringing and he would let it ring 3 or 4 times before he would pick it up… and it was on the bar RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. Then he’d loud talk on it for a few minutes about his dinner and the yummy “nana puddin’” he was about to have.

There were scary kuntry folk walking all around in there. I half expected to see a pig come squealin’ by with a man in overalls (no shirt, of course) chasing it. You would have thought we were in Arkansas or something.

The funniest thing happened while we were waiting for Michelle and Eric. The big bald mullet guy hung up from his 5th or 6th phone call and asked the stranger next to him, “What did we do before cell phones?” She replied with sass, “Eat in peace.” SNAPS!

I’ll admit that the food was good, but I just don’t know if it was worth the visuals going on in there. Even our waiter was scary. He kept lurking around our table obviously eavesdropping on our conversation. I can’t totally blame him, we were having quite the interesting convo. It’s not every day that those country folk get a table of gay men (and one straight girl) chatting about crazy things over dinner. Especially when one of them, NOT ME, just recently slept with a local news anchor… and when another one, ME, busts out the pics on his cell phone of said news anchor that were sent to him by the other guy, and shows them to the table.

During dinner Eric suggested that we go to the Main Event to play Putt Putt Golf. Yeah ok, fine, whatever. The course over there totally blows, it is mostly flat without any fun buildings, windmills, or anything like that. YAWN. However, it is in a dark room with black lights and walls with glowing paint. Ooooooooooh

We also played a few games of pool. I won the first game against Eric, Javi won the second game against Eric, and Eric won that last game against Michelle. Although, in Michelle’s defense… she just had her bionic arm installed and is still wearing a cast. It’s not easy to play pool with only one working arm… and sadly… she still almost beat Eric.

Javi got sassy with me while playing pool and I had to put him on IGNORE for a while. I don’t take sass from people HECHO en LAREDO. I forgave him on the ride home.

Yesterday was a long day at work. I had to stay late for a training, a surprise meeting. I worked from 7 - 5:30. I didn’t do much when I got home. I spent a long time on the phone chatting with Gina. I got three calls from work, all from the same woman. Actually, she called seven times, but I only answered three times. I have my limits.

I have a doctor appointment today. I’m hoping to either stop taking my Lexapro, or get better pills. I’m also hoping to get some more sleeping pills, not Ambien, maybe something less strong.

Posted by Tomithey on Thursday, June 15th, 2006 at 8:01 am.