Ah, a parting shot from the parking patrol. Yup, a little reality to bring the world back into focus. Was just thinking about what Feather and the other former co-workers might have been thinking about Ryan’s whooping-it-up celebration over his departure.
I’m surprised his car is so clean and sparkly. Ah, those circles are sparkles, right?
Avast Ye Mateys! All that time at the Kalamari Kitchen and never once did Rye have to wear a pirates hat…nautical or the baseball team…or even an oh-so-fake plastic swwwword.
Who knows? Maybe Lava Luna’s Tiki Tavern dress code will include straw beach hats with lots of fake flowers and geckos and parrots. That and festive neon colored Wally-Mart sort of vests for displaying lots of flare buttons. Or else, mandatory Speedos and flip-flops for all employees. Oh heck, combine all four into a kind of Hawaiian-themed Chippendales and Young-Rockettes review. The flip-flops will go (kick) flying, the tiki poles will be, ahem, danced with, and Ryan may decide to return to the Kalamari Kitchen once again.
Dada… Yup, sure is a mystery all right. And what of Pelican POOP, seagulls perched on the roof, discarded corndogs, drink cups, and windblown freebie newspapers on the hood? That Cypress City sure is some pristine tourist haven.
I would be so afraid that if I quit my job before I actually started at the new place, that there might be a horrible building inspector who ends up delaying the opening day by a few months….that would be my kind of luck lol
Okay okay… Sister Bernie Hotwheels needed some water fowl poop… And life’s little speed bumps can take the wind from yer sails… But yer still on the boat. Ryan had good reason to quit I’m sure… But building inspectors would just be awful!
Astragali….yup… no tickies for you… now, Vespas… there’s a fun ride and pretty easy to park almost anywheres! I met a tooner in Vegas (Maria Scrivan) who has a Vespa… I was rather envious. A cartoonist with a Vespa… go fig. Ummmm…. What were we talking about again?
That’s what happens when you get TOO giddy, Rye … life has a way of keeping you humble. 😀
Ah, a parting shot from the parking patrol. Yup, a little reality to bring the world back into focus. Was just thinking about what Feather and the other former co-workers might have been thinking about Ryan’s whooping-it-up celebration over his departure.
I’m surprised his car is so clean and sparkly. Ah, those circles are sparkles, right?
See? See!? I told you those can ruin a day. Not Rye’s day though. A last day at a job you don’t like is the best!
Avast Ye Mateys! All that time at the Kalamari Kitchen and never once did Rye have to wear a pirates hat…nautical or the baseball team…or even an oh-so-fake plastic swwwword.
Who knows? Maybe Lava Luna’s Tiki Tavern dress code will include straw beach hats with lots of fake flowers and geckos and parrots. That and festive neon colored Wally-Mart sort of vests for displaying lots of flare buttons. Or else, mandatory Speedos and flip-flops for all employees. Oh heck, combine all four into a kind of Hawaiian-themed Chippendales and Young-Rockettes review. The flip-flops will go (kick) flying, the tiki poles will be, ahem, danced with, and Ryan may decide to return to the Kalamari Kitchen once again.
No pigeon poop or car key scratches?
Dada… Yup, sure is a mystery all right. And what of Pelican POOP, seagulls perched on the roof, discarded corndogs, drink cups, and windblown freebie newspapers on the hood? That Cypress City sure is some pristine tourist haven.
I would be so afraid that if I quit my job before I actually started at the new place, that there might be a horrible building inspector who ends up delaying the opening day by a few months….that would be my kind of luck lol
Okay okay… Sister Bernie Hotwheels needed some water fowl poop… And life’s little speed bumps can take the wind from yer sails… But yer still on the boat. Ryan had good reason to quit I’m sure… But building inspectors would just be awful!
I knew there had to be some advantages to not being able to drive! 😀
Today’s Special sounds good. 🙂
Kyle… hee heee… Sand …. or sand dabs…. mmmm. hee heee.
Astragali….yup… no tickies for you… now, Vespas… there’s a fun ride and pretty easy to park almost anywheres! I met a tooner in Vegas (Maria Scrivan) who has a Vespa… I was rather envious. A cartoonist with a Vespa… go fig. Ummmm…. What were we talking about again?