Monday, August 17, 2009

Sleeping In On A Monday

Oh yeah--is there nothing better than snoozing till around 10 am on a Monday morning? Don't you all wish you could? Heh. And then, making the day even less Monday-like, I've been lingering over a pot of coffee and enjoying the fact that I have absolutely no commitments lurking about to derail my good mood.

I know I'm being lazy today--I should've had a new post up early this morning for all you office drones--it's against my code to wait this long (actually it's more like a guideline...). But sometimes, it's tough to escape the grip of the pillow.

I had a wonderful weekend--it was sunny, but not too hot outside, and since I'd worked so much last week (even to the point of tasting a little of the forbidden fruit of overtime), I was in no danger of having to answer the phone and hustle down to the casino in the middle of the night. Finally, I was able to relax and enjoy my free time. Unless you've been on-call 24/7 for the past year straight, you have no idea of the sense of freedom that I've felt.

Aside from getting some much-needed sun and pool-time this weekend, I've also managed to erase all evidence of the overwhelming stupidity I encountered last week--my bank account is secure and I have my new debit card. My E*Trade account is all up to speed and I was able to transfer money into it this morning. And presently the materials are being gathered to finally fix my kitchen cabinets.

In between all of my housekeeping chores, I also managed to get an awful lot of reading done, too. I finished off Book 5 in the Aubrey/Maturin series last night, Desolation Island, and I am patiently waiting for the next four volumes to arrive. According to the good folks at Amazon, they should be here by Thursday at the latest. I'm also waiting on a guitar stand, an electronic tuner, and some back-to-the-beginning music books. I have seriously forgotten every one of my practice scales and most of the chords.

Last night, I was sitting outside of Lucille's BBQ at The District with Linda Lou, and Gary Moore's Still Got the Blues came on over the outdoor music system. It's a great tune, and while we were sitting there enjoying the music, I was telling Linda that back in the day I used to be able to play it pretty well, but right now, if you put a guitar in my hands, I'd be totally lost have no idea how to play it at all. Believe me, it's not like riding a bicycle.

But lost musical ability aside, I still had some fun last night. Linda Lou's sister, Lori Biker, was in town along with her husband, and the four of us got together for a little tourist-style buffoonery. I met them over at the 'M' Resort early in the evening, and we sat in the center lounge for about an hour having drinks and telling stories. I downed about three Sin City Cocktails, which is basically a chocolate martini, while everyone else had beer. The great thing about the lounge there at the M is that it's got all the ambiance and just-as-hot cocktail waitresses as does the Parasol Up lounge at The Wynn, but instead of $14 martinis, the ones at The M are only $8.50. Sweet.

After a few rounds of eye-candy and drinks (even Lori was amazed at the hotness of the waitresses there. I think her quote of the night was Damn, our waitress is so hot that I'm starting to get interested!), we paid our tab and headed over to The District at Green Valley Ranch for dinner.

There was talk of going to the Elephant Bar, but we decided on Lucille's instead. I like the Elephant Bar, but every time I go there, I feel a little bit ripped off--it's like their prices are too clever by half. But Lucille's, it's damn good, and I was in the mood for BBQ anyways.

We only had to wait about 20 minutes for a table, and it was a nice night out, so waiting outside, people watching, wasn't a bad way to kill time.

Dinner, of course, was excellent--I had some baby back ribs and BBQ tri-tip that was oh-my-god good, along with cheese grits and BBQ beans. All were excellent, but the grits and the tri-tip really stood out. Linda and Lori both had the Meg-Ryan-in-Harry-Met-Sally style cajun pasta, and Russ (Lori's hub) had a brisket sandy. Everyone loved the food, but Russ said that the mac-and-cheese he had on the side was kinda lame and tasteless. And while it sounded like a good idea when we first sat down, dessert was out of the question--we were all pretty stuffed by the end of the meal. And it was fairly reasonable too, as four entrees, two beers, and one Coke came to about $86 before the tip. I recall having lunch there some time back that ran me upwards of forty bucks, so this check was a pleasant surprise.

We had a great visit, and it seems to me that Linda has got some righteous rants in the hopper, and her blog will be most interesting in the coming weeks. Also, it doesn't look like her book is gonna be completely ready for distribution by Labor Day, so I'm gonna force her to make good on her ultimatum and to face her irrational fear of birds. Sometime next month, we're gonna go down to the pet store and she's going to actually have to touch a bird. Touch, hell, I'm gonna make her stand there with a parrot on her shoulder, pirate-style. The whole experience should make for a great You-Tube video at the very least.

Anyhow, after dinner, we said our goodbyes and I came back to the castle to watch some SportsCenter and do a little reading. I didn't finish my book until around 2 am, but after that, sleep came easy. There's not much going on today, but I don't want to get too worked up anyways--my work week starts up again late tonight, and if it's anything like last week, I'll need my rest.


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