Wow. This weekend gave me the same feeling as a prison furlough. It was the fiancee's last few evenings off before she starts her 6 month stint in Anything Goes. (Effectively hamstringing any evening activities that could occur before 10pm) We went through this last season with "Cats", and at least with "AG" it won't beat the crap outta her body.
Anyhooo, she had rehearsal, I worked. (Granted, I was sent home early on Saturday due to the costume store being "overstaffed"...not that you could tell. There were literally 50 people crammed into this itty bitty costume store.) That evening, I did 3 tours for the caves, which got me back home by 2am. And the sweet baby was waiting up for me to say goodnight. Sunday, J gave me some tap lessons, and I traded by showing her some Aikido. (Serve the Pie) raked like a fiend, saw vikes goodness with friends...and J and I decided to make use of a gift card some of her former students gave her. (For Tucci Bennuch) I gorged on the pasta w/procini mushrooms whilst she favored the chicken marsala. Regardless, we both felt like Keiko the whale afterwards. Off to the movie store for "May" and then bed. See, my life is one of constant intrigue and conspiracy....: )I still feel full btw. I wish I coulda made it to 'fu.
("May" sucked. Not a horror movie, per se, rather a "Gore-or" movie. I guess I had expected something else.)
So, gift cards. I think that they are brilliant. We're sitting on a stack at home right now (J seems to get bath and body gc's after every dance recital she teaches for. Needless to say, she get's kinda bored with them. ) I have $25 for Shinders (I know what I'm getting, it's just finding the time to drag my sorry butt over there) The rest of them have tiny balances on them (Oh no, they can't give you $1.35 CASH, we're just gonna leave it on that card to make you come back in and buy some s##t. Frickin JCPenny...f##kers.) Lastly, the one that has been sitting in my possession the longest: Abercrombie and Fitch.
Quick side: I was heading to Rosedale years ago with my buddy Ssssteve and a crazy-ex. During the car ride, she said that she wanted to go into Abercrombie and FINCH. I...(very, politely), corrected her...with not a shade of condescension entering my voice, (Lest she grow angered, and then turn green, and "Hulk Out", effectively destroying my '88 Corsica.) she disagreed with me...and disagreed a couple of more times. Each time, increasing the amount of condescension in HER voice. Yeah. Back then, I told her every day that I'd love her forever. Ahhhhh to be 20 again.
Soooo, we walked into the mall, silently, and as we closed in the store Steve-a-Rino points to the sign and sez:
"See, T______??? It says FITCH..You know? Like BITCH!!!!"
I've never laughed that hard...on the inside.
Anyway...I'm sitting on this gc, and for the life of me, I've been in the store 3 different times at 3 different malls, and I have yet to find anything to wear. I should just chuck it. Maybe get some cologne. It just all looks kinda like little kid clothes,
Y'know? Or, it's all been distressed in that new "Hey, we're bringing back that Def Leppard Destroyed Jean Look...except subtle..." Yeah. WTF do I buy at the Fitch, folks? Help me out, or I swear somebody is gonna get that dumb little piece of plastic.
Maybe this year for Hallowe'en I'll go as a Teenager. (Hell, I don't have a smeggin clue what I'm gonna be yet.) Help.
3 comments:
Man, would I have loved to be a fly on the wall for that. "Fitch... you know, like BITCH?"... I would've died.
Posty, I'll love you forever? Forever and ever... forever and ever, AMEN!
Hey...sorry, I can't tell you what you should buy at the store I've always referred to not-so-affectionately as Abercrombie and Bitch (oh, the irony). I don't see anything useful that they have. But then, it just ain't my style.
But, to get rid of your card without losing free money, try certificateswap.com or swapagift.com . You can trade cards for something you will use, or get someone to buy it for a few bucks less than face value (and for cash you can use anywhere). Or, sell it on e-bay.
Ohhhh Raven. Leave it to you to know the deals I need. Especially when I was thinking about buying whatever bunk cologne A & F was slinging (I may not be ambitious enough for Ebay, but I'll definitely look into the other sites. Thank You. ) They sell little kid clothes...just like Holden said Jay and Silent Bob wear in J&SBSS. : )
Kaiser. Stop. Seriously. People will talk. Even those who don't care for Randy Travis. Oooooo Good though for tomorrows blog. Karaoke and Me....
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