i was all set to pick up the lovely mrs myshkin at the airport on sunday but sometimes the best laid plans of mice and men are subject to revision.
on saturday afternoon i had just made myself a pot of coffee after a little fishing and the phone rang. it was the lovely mrs myshkin calling from the airport wondering where i was. it seems i had the return date wrong by about 24 hours. she was not amused. i had to forget about my nice pot of coffee and rush to the airport. it was a real nice pot of macadamia chocolate coffee. she was not amused when i arrived at the airport.
i felt a little sheepish but quickly invoked the good samaritin law. i was picking her up pro bono and was out a good pot of coffee. also, my illegal smile had turned to a frown. i was the real victim but she didn't see it that way. it was a frosty ride home.
i love you sons of bitches.
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Oh dear! A wasted pot of coffee... and it was chocolate macadamia! That is a travesty.
Has Ruby come out from under the desk yet?
That is such a great movie... and the quote, so apt.
BTW I like the revolving map that tells me where I am. I get lost a lot.
she was not amused.
Shit happens lady, get the fuck over it, can't find your own way home without a travel agent?
i was picking her up pro bono
Ah, for the public good? You sure don't need a lunatic in an airport even if you are the only one she is pissed at.
Never know what direction she might spin off next.
it was a frosty ride home.
All she wanted was the car, you could have taken your bike and rode it home. :-)
You should have blamed your computer for the mix-up. The great thing about computers is they don't mind being blamed.
silly - i having a cup of cinnamon blueberry coffee now and ruby's stretched out on the couch.
billy - if i was in her shoes i would have called a cab. or heaven forbid, take public transit.
gb - i could have blamed the computer but a good carpenter never blames his tools.
but a good carpenter never blames his tools.
Not even when they cut his fingers off.
Women have very long memories. You're in for it.
Poor, poor baby! You must stop bringing these sad and sorry incidents down on yourself. Nice comeback, though; straight out of Mr. Mature's book.
Cinnamon blueberry? Chocolate macadamea? What about coffee flavored coffee?
Clearly her antics have turned you gay.
Oh, Billy, I hope you didn't end up in the box.
And I thought you were off that flavored coffee kick! ;)
robert - the next time she needs a thorn pulled out of her paw i'll be forgiven.
nance - we're all the victims of a series of accidents and i'm balancing the scales for those that don't have any accidents.
thims - i drink coffee flavored coffee in the morning and the gay stuff in the afternoon. it's a passing fad, my new years resolution was to sample different types of coffee. there was some "elvis chocolate" that caught my eye last visit.
jayne - she tried to make me eat about 100 hard boiled eggs but i took off running.
Yeah, man...I saw the movie.
Fuck that hardboiled egg shit! You don't want a gut that looks like an overgrown one.
I thought I'd already commented on this post, but now I remember...I was sidetracked by the car washing scene.
It's too bad your smile got messed up.
ted - the end of the egg scene is my favorite part of the movie when luke is laid out on the table like jesus christ.
tex - i'm having a cup of java with a wee bit of an illegal smile at the moment. life is good.
Well that just sucks. That is definitely not a plan coming together. Hopefully the frost has thawed and you can brew yourself another awesome pot of coffee. Take care buddy.
It's a good thing there ain't no federales round here.
Happy 4th of July to all you third worlders!
mr shife - all is forgiven on canada day!
thims -the third world can be very nice this time of the year.
sigh*...an unhappy Mrs Myskin makes for long long days for lucky ole leo.
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