The Day Stalker

The other night at Blanche wasn't as exciting as I could of hoped. Cha Cha rambled on about his awards. Yada, Yada! Really trophies in the shape of ruby slippers, How Original! (Now if they were shaped like a Hoover vacuum, that would be original, and just a little apropos). Poor Head Bucca Bill still had a pinched nerve limiting the use of his right arm, which made for sloppy Bucca pouring (wasted bucca is harmful to the enviroment, I hear). Shelf Butt Bobby just got in from his spa weekend with brochures of the place. We all knew they were mock-ups and he was really at a detox program, but his world is kinda small so we let him dream. "Woody Galore" Charlie was there, and yes his nickname says it all. Lastly was Dr. Petie, who isn't actually a dr. yet. He's working on a thesis or masters or something like that in Biology, which I find fascinating...or something like that! Just before heading out Petie's facebook page said he was working on his dissertation, Oh really. he explained that his topic was on Sponges and felt he could get research done at the bar watching us. Sponges? Cha Cha and I would have been mortified if we weren't so excited about being the subject of a research paper that wasn't about STD's or Hereditary Mental Illness, respectively.

I was up bright and early yesterday around 11 (Yes A.M.), and got ready for "Driving Miss Kitty". While primping, the doorbell rang. It was an ex-fling from 9-10 yrs. ago. He was tall, built and strikingly handsome (Actually short, pudgy and wrinkled but SHHH, I'm trying to make Jimmy jealous and stroke my ego at the same time). So Mr. Male Model was passing down the street and thought he'd stop in (If you know my street no one drives down it to pass by; Can anybody say stalking). Well I explain I'm flattered he stopped by, but I needed to run. I tell him to stop by anytime (so I can serve the restrining order), and off I go.

Mr. Joe was having a difficult day, so I do the errands solo. I do a little shopping, drop off dry cleaning and head for the pharmaacy. I always hate going to the pharmacy because with all their prescriptions I feel like a drug mule. I hear from in the back "Is that Jim?", I say "No, the other Jim, the son-in-law". Out comes the pharmacist, who just happened to live across the street from Jim when he was growing up (think someone would have told me?). Pharmacist Bob says "Oh you must be Claire's husband!". I quickly say to myself OOPS-A-Daisy, but to my surprise he's still awaiting an answer. (I need to check with Jim's brother Tom to see what I did wrong). To avoid any further discussion, I wimp out with the" well not really, but being with them so much they start to call me that". Bob is satisfied, and I scurry for the door. I quickly check outside to make sure there's no drug sting going on and head back to Kitty and Joe's, and casually forget the drugstore story, which is a pity; they would have found it hysterical. I can hear the "Jesus, Mary and Joseph" as I write this.

After completing my own errands, I headed to Merrick today by noon. Jimmy was working from home. No, really working, though I've heard people shop and watch nephews, while they're "working from home". Jimmy was heading off to Seattle for 4 days for work. I pick up his drycleaning, so he can have certain pants. The guy puts a clothes horse to shame, but those pants he needed. Of course I say "I'd be happy to, @%@#$%$&%" (Family -friendly Blog). Then off to do grocery shopping, and get back in time, so I can go get @%@#$%$%$ a Iced Caffe Latte from Starbucks. Well you don't have to hit me 3 times to learn my lesson, so I throw it in the door and run for the hills. Of course within 2 mins. the cellphone rings, but I didn't hear it. No, No Really I heard nothing, Nothing.

Well my DVR is running full-time now, so I am trying to keep up on the shows. "Accidently on Purpose" with Jenna Elfman, Not so hot. NCIS: Los Andeles with Chris O'donnell Very good, "The Godd Wife" just not sure yet. But I must have ticked off the DVR because it failed to tape "Big Bang Theory" so I have no clue what happened in Alaska. Well I need to run off and have tea in Merrick, which in code is check up on Jim's parents, but they don't need to know that. So good night and Tata for now, I have to go save the world from Dr. Horrible, It's amazing the resemblance.