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Time makes fools of us all - Phillip J Fry
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Boy, am I in trouble. :doh:

I don't think my B-day could have gone any better than it did, but was I ever paying for it this morning.

A girl with whom I've been enamored for a couple years now suggested we get together and check out this old gangster house about 25 miles away. I've been there several times; she never has. We were supposed to go around 10:30AM, but I got no word from her so by noon I was planning on a boring day of laundry and cleaning... maybe even replacing my demolished front door, since I'd picked up a replacement about a week ago. My friend Tina called, and suggested that if I didn't hear from this gal, we could get together and maybe take the pontoon out for a cruise so maybe it wouldn't be so boring after all. I'm not a big birthday person and hanging around doing laundry and dishes wouldn't bother me one bit.

Lo and behold, shortly after 1PM Sarah called. "Are we still on? I meant to get up early but tore it up a little last night and slept in."

Yes, we're still on. Absolutely.

So Sarah shows up about 2:20, and we bug out in her '82 Z28. Yeah, it's a Chevy, but it's cool to me that a single gal could be so into having a hot car... and it's one of the few good-running Cross-Fire Injection cars I've had the joy of experiencing. We get two blocks from the house and have to pull out onto a busy street, and she takes a chance on pulling out with a car that was probably too close. She stabs it, and the car gets squirrelly... or more correctly, hangs its ass out completely sideways. She handled it perfectly, straightening out and staying in it up to about 70 per (in a 45, no less). I look over at her, and simply say, "Horsepower corrupts." She laughs and agrees.

Her plan was to head towards this house, but stop on the way for a birthday Bloody Mary. We went to a nice little out-of-the-way place and ordered up... then we ordered again. Then again. Then she turns to me and says, "I don't think we're going to make it to the house today." As if I would care?!

The next thing I know, Sarah's telling everyone it's my birthday. People start buying shots, particularly Jaeger-bombs, which I hate but I'm not going to refuse, either. Afore too long, I was silly drunk. She wasn't much better; in fact I think she was worse. Regardless, we hung out until she realized she'd made family plans and and had to leave. She dropped me off at home around 8, and left the same way we had earlier. I waited, and sho' nuff, I heard her beat that 305 and hang the tail out again on the same turn. That's my girl!

I walked into my house only to find Tina and her kids hanging out, which was no big surprise. My house is a little getaway for them. She tells me that her boyfriend Brad is going to come down a little later, and we can swap out the front door. Brad works construction so he's far better at that kind of thing than I am so I'm happy to hear this. Of course, I'm also three sheets to the wind so it's even better. I haven't had a latching front door in months. Brad eventually makes his way down to my place, and we proceed to remove the old door... sorta. We get all the screws out, and the door won't budge. He comes and looks at the inside, and tells me, "You asshole! You used Great Stuff to seal around the door?! You may as well have welded the fucker in there!" All I could reply was that I didn't have air leaks. Besides, how strong could the shit be? Plenty strong, as it happens, and I actually fucked up my ankle trying to kick the door and jamb out of the framing. Brad got it out after a lot of fucking around and cutting through Great Stuff.

Tina's little guy Ethan is 7, so if you give him a hammer and a destructive task, he's the miniature man for the job. I gave him said hammer, and a Philips screwdriver, and told him to have his way with the old door. Wee E went nuts, removing the doorknob and completely trashing the old door's frame. About 20 minutes after he was spent with that task, and the door and frame were completely destroyed, Brad informs me that the new door is too wide. I could've sworn I'd bought a 32" unit, but it was in fact a 36" door. No fudging that without the Sawzall, and he wasn't ready to do that. We walked outside only to find the carnage that E had made of my old door. Oh, well, I guess I live with a hole in my house... which was a fact to which I was receptive, since I'd had at least 5 Jaeger-bombs, four Bloody Marys, two shots of Yukon, and God only knows how much beer (and I hope God never tells me). Besides, it's summer! How cold can it get at night? Pretty fuckin' cold, as it turns out. My paint guy had 38 degrees Fahrenheit at his house this AM.

Well, somewhere during all this, my pal Art showed up, and since there wasn't going to be any more door installation happening, we all decided to just hang out and celebrate my birthday some more. So Tina, Brad, Art, his girlfriend Jamie, and I sat around shooting the breeze and drinking more beer. Somewhere along the line, Jamie bailed. Shortly after that, Brad could take no more... but Tina, Art and I stayed up until the wee hours just talking and having a good time. I haven't been that peeled since the last time I drank that much.

5AM came up way too fast... I know this, because I awoke to Art yelling "Holy shit, dude! It's 6:30!" I'd forgotten to set my alarm. :doh: I normally get to the store at 7AM or earlier. Today, perhaps not. :D

Needless to say, I was worthless at work today. Was it worth it? Absolutely. I had a really-enjoyable evening with good friends and quality time with someone with whom I'd really like to spend even more quality time. Work will always be there so if I have an off day, so be it.

As of tonight, I also have a new front door. :dance: I went and got the right size this time, and Brad put it in with fantastic results. Pros are always worth it; even better when it's a friend who won't even take a twenty for his efforts.

I wish I had pics from the whole sordid affair, but the only time the camera came out was with Sarah. She insisted I take the camera so she could get pics of that house to which we never got. All the camera got was silliness. I would have left it in the car, but she made me drag it out.

My favorite pic from the day; Sarah and I just hanging out. I look goofy because, well, I'm goofy-looking, but also because I'm taking the picture:

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Man, I hear that; she's 12 years my junior.

Still, she was there... hell, it was her idea. :dance:
 
Sarah is yummy. :tats: Camaro chicks ain't so bad, I married one after all...;)


Happy to hear you had an enjoyable day. :)
 
your hung like a door???????very cute lady.and happy birthday dude... :):) and your hung like a door ------ knob? why is she smilin Dr. Jass???:bwuhaha::bwuhaha::bwuhaha:
 
* goes back to gaze at Sarah's pic and tries to decipher all the double meanings in this post.:shifty: Confusion has set in.*


Glad you had a good time Doc:bravo:
 
Strictly friends, at least from where I was standing. Though I actively pursued her for a while, I just enjoy her company at this point... that, and the other guys looking and wondering what the hell she's doing out with me. :D

Still, on the way home I had to stop for smokes, and while I was in the store she grabbed my camera and left this next one for me to find later.

Hope springs eternal.

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This is true. There have been women in my life like that too. It's better to have the hugs an kisses than nothing from them at all.
 
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