My oh my how a day can change…. and how…… started our day off with a yummy-licious breakfast my Queen made for us. Decided we wanted to get out and check out some stuff – so jumped into the bus and headed for the local car dealer. We decided we didn’t necessarily need a Jeep so we broaden our search to include pick-em-um-up trucks…… would love to have my little black sled on the island……. but wish in one hand and sh*t in the other and see which hand fills up the quickest (another saying Dad used a lot)….. stopped by first to check progress on ‘our’ Jeep… still at a stand still there – wandered around the lot looking at what else was available…… NADDA — well, there was a lot of stuff available – but all of them were about $ 18000 over our budget….. Dammit Emmit~!
Drove out to the East side of the island to check out a Jeep our realtor had sent us a picture of….. finally found it. Nice looking Jeep until you look inside of it and discover most of the inside was gone~~ Trying to keep an open mind – I called the number and the young man told me… It’s a 2002 and it “does run”…… UMMmmm…. Thank you – Yeah… I don’t think that one would quite fit our needs… so we drove away. We drove around several condo complexes looking at potential sites, just so we could be familiar with them if something came up in them……. Headed back toward the house and wound up going by Blues Backyard BBQ….. and I guess by now you know how that wound up……… after probably entirely too many drinks… we decided to head back to the hills and both agreed we would hit up the local Subway near the house for a sammich to take home with us – which we did…. damn shame they were closed… it would have been a MUCH more peaceful night if they weren’t.
We had been told about a local eatery close to our turn off – so we decided we would stop and check it out. We walked in and quickly discovered we were the only non-locals in the place. We got a warm enough welcome and soon was immersed in local conversation. I ordered several finger foods to munch on and my Bride ordered her some stuff. I had some wonderfully delicious fish sticks and 3 ‘sliders’ that were almost full sized burgers and a half a dozen ‘wings’. By the time I had finished the fish sticks and the 3 “sliders” I was stuffed and then out came my 6 ‘wings’ – these things were wings and breast combined…. I couldn’t even think about eating them – so I had them boxed up to go. During all of this, I struck up a conversation with an older woman next to me (I found out later was 76 years old) and was mesmerized with her conversation…… unbeknownst to me – at the same time, my bride had got deep into a conversation with (what I found out later) was the local hot head…….. that’s where it started going South…….. the hot head started getting up in Angie’s face, becoming very loud and very boisterous….. then she started in on the old woman I was talking to (never was quite sure what it was about because they were speaking a slang Spanish that I struggled to understand) then turned back to Angie – I got up as the hot head moved back to Angie… I moved chairs out of the way ready to change the young woman’s mind if she started to do something ignorant… without going into great detail, the old woman tired of the crap decided she wanted to go home….. I offered to drive her, but she said she lived “just over there” and could walk……hot head kept getting in her face, so I offered to walk her home and she gladly accepted……. I asked a guy at the bar to keep an eye on Angie (he was watching the whole thing as well)
A couple minutes down the road walking with the woman…. hot head shows up and starts calling me names and getting in the woman’s face….. fun…… she got increasingly hostile and violent towards the woman and I wound up dropping young hot head (a firm forearm to the top of her chest)….. oh yeah… it’s getting funner now…… Trying to keep the woman out of the road (pitch black with on coming traffic in the middle of nowhere) and hot head was REALLY upset with me, but at least keeping her distance now —- I have not been called a “F**king white boy” that many times in as far as I can remember…….. Just about the time I thought I was going to have to set hot head back down again….. the pitch black night lit up in blue lights……. here we go~~~ Thankfully law enforcement showed up – and in a flash- we had 2 cars, four officers and a whole lot of blue lights……..
I was pulled to the side and questioned….. I guess being the only “f**king white boy” in the crowd – I stood out a bit……. After I explained to the cop who I was, and what I was doing with these two women in the middle of nowhere…. I was freed to go. I hiked my ass back to the bar, paid my bill, gathered up my Queen and sca-doodled my happy ass outta there……. Just another day in the islands…… Ya-man…… 😉
Longer than usual – but I thought you’d get a kick hearing about it…. (I was gonna do a selfie with the blue lights in the back ground – but it didn’t seem like the prudent thing to do at the time)…….. Thankx for stopping in~!
