I volunteered to help one of my friends move on Saturday. He got an apartment in Highland Square – on the 10th floor. There was an elevator, fortunately – and even more fortunately was the extra tall ceiling in the elevator on the left. But not on the right, for some reason. There wasn’t a lot to move, but much of it was heavy or awkward. It’s not a big place, but it has an amazing view of Akron. Yeah, Akron – who knew? I guess if you get up high enough, everything looks good. It was a lot of work, but I’m glad I was able to help. And my strong back and reasonably strong arms got a good workout. Though, I will admit, the chipotle he bought us for lunch may have been the best part. 🙂
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Later that evening, I went out to dinner with another group of friends. I got the sushi and it was good, except they had included cucumber in the roll.
And I’m not really a fan.
I am pretty good with chopsticks, though, and I was able to carefully tweeze each piece out of the sushi. One of my friends said it looked like I was playing operation and I made a joke out of touching the rice and getting buzzed.
Perhaps you had to be there.
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We met up at my place after dinner for games and played a new game – called Nuts. You play as a squirrel trying to acquire nuts for your stash. There are cards like “Grab everyone’s nuts”, “Hands off my nuts”, and “A handful of nuts”. All perfectly innocent, of course – it’s about squirrels, right? I’m not going to document the conversation here – other than to say that it went right to the gutter and stayed there. And those are the best games, aren’t they? If you can’t trash talk a little, what’s the point?
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On Sunday evening, we tried a new Mexican place for dinner. It promised “authentic” Mexican food and, well, I like my Mexican food a little less authentic. I settled on the american chicken tacos with lettuce only and a side of beans. When the tacos came out, they were kinda small and essentially shampooed with onions.
I imagine some time, long ago, when some idiot dug up an onion, thought it was food, and ate it. He then apparently decided that it should go on everything. Because he was an idiot, as I believe I have already theorized.
Now, I know I’ll get some argument on this, but onions are terrible. They were not meant to be and are not actually a food item.
They are poison.
I picked though the chicken and got the worst of the onions out and ate the rest. Dessert was at Rita’s Ice and Custard and that made up for it. Oh, I suppose I should mention the amusing story the server told us at the front while we were paying the bill about how someone tried to steal the entire cash register, got hung up on the cords, and knocked themselves out. Which is why the cash register was now in the back of the restaurant.
Well, at least the beans were really good.
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Busy day tomorrow at work. Then home and I begin earnest construction on the Halloween costume. Wish me luck. And, no, I’m not going to tell you what I’m going to be. 🙂