Quizzical Quandary

This year has not been a great one for writing. With trying to juggle work, a new girlfriend, laying around doing nothing and frequent naps, it's been difficult to find time to write. So while the girlfriend is out flirting with strange men and frolicking in India for the next five weeks, I figured it would be a good time to start my old read/writing regiment.

Many things over the past week have had me asking questions, as to why things are they way they are, and why events unfold as they do.

For instance, I am driving on the NE side (which may have been my problem to begin with) I was about to turn into the left lane when I see a car behind me weaving in and out of traffic, coming up behind me. I assume they are going to weave into the left lane and continue on past me. So I move back into the right lane (I only had my tires in the left lane) and turn off the blinker, letting them rush around me. Only the driver doesn't speed off. I move in behind him as I make my way to a turn lane, when he moves into the right lane pulls up beside me and begins to show me his middle finger for the better part of a minute. If I sped up, he went with me, slowed down, he followed. I looked at him, and couldn't help but laugh. This only seems to anger him further, but the fact that I received a finger for whatever I did, was unnecessary and the whole scenario, funny.
Odd thing about it, this is the second time this has happened to me on Walzem.
Lesson Learned: Stay off Walzem.


This also happening over the weekend: I felt like a hankering for BBQ so I used this handy program on my BlackBerry Storm called Poynt (pronounced point, clever but unnecessary) and found the closest location to me with and intriguing name. When it comes to BBQ, you don't want a placed just called Barbecue. you want a place called "Al's Best BBQ and Juicy Burger Shack." Now this place doesn't exist, though with generous grants from people like you, it can. Anyhow, I found this place located on my GPS. It said it was located off the service road of 410. ( thought this odd, it being off the service road and not at an intersection on a cross street.)
I decided to follow by blind faith, in the pouring rain no less. When I reach the location I notice it doesn't really look like a BBQ joint. This placed served meat but not of the consumption kind.
This particular meat asks for $20 dollars at the end of every song and wears less clothing than Steve-O from Wildboyz.
The GPS had taken me to the Wild Zebra club for my BBQ! The thought crossed my mind that maybe the BBQ was inside past the cover charge between the midst of smoky haze, loud music and partially clad women. However rather than risk being aroused, I opted to go for Carl's Jr., which wasn't a bad option.
Lesson Learned: Don't trust GPS. It only leads to porn.

Today I tried a bar called XXX Bar. Now I know what you are thinking and no; it isn't a BBQ Trap like Wild Zerba. This was a legitimate, rundown bar with the XXX title to entice men looking for a good time. Only to be dissapointed to see no women on the bar. Those concerns soon forgotten as they see a pint of beer for only a buck! There are two bars within a walk from my house, XXX Bar and Spanky's. Both poorly named bars, both side by side. Names alone, curiosity got the best of me and I walked over to XXX. Beer for a dollar, drunk people at 7PM and a jukebox playing everything randomly from Hank Williams Jr.'s "Family Tradition" to Usher's "Yeah!" Quite the cornocopious collection and the patrons didn't discriminate.
Instead they sang along. The bar was akin to an old watering hole from El Paso.
Lesson Learned: Don't be afraid of the letters XXX, sometime it leads to more than cheap women.

These are just a few examples of how one thing can lead to another for no reason. Also, this is me cutting my teeth, getting back into writing and blogging. I hope to have more observations in the future. Even if it's just me writing them for myself to read in the future.