don't read: I just wanted to brag somewhere how much I enjoyed my day yesterday -- (edited)
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I started off the morning by doing my first Sunday crossword. It took me two hours and some guesswork but I completed it (the composer of the crossword probably thought a word in a Harry Styles song title was a gimme, but not for me).
I then drove to the Red Cross blood donation center in Boise and donated platelets. A platelet donation is a two hour process. You pick a movie to watch on either D+ or Netflix , and then lie there not moving for a couple hours as a machine takes blood out of one arm and then extracts platelets and pumps the plasma back into another arm.
I'd learned the last time because they keep the room real cold for their machines to get buried under heated blankets. I had picked out a cold war chess/spy thriller to watch but changed my mind on seeing a graphic for Knights of the Zodiac on Netflix. Big mistake, that movie sucked.
I finished that up and received another Red Cross t-shirt for my time. I'm starting to get a whole bunch of them.
I then drove to Twin Peaks for the blackened fish tacos. I know, I know, I should decry the casual sexism of that place. But they built it right across from the movie theater I go to and the fish tacos were the last pescetarian entree I wanted to review. I also had a coupon for free queso and chips there.
So I walked in to Twin Peaks and for some reason (I assume Halloween?) all the servers were wearing black lingerie. It felt like an apt reward from the universe for donating platelets to all the little cancer kids.
I got my meal and I got to watch one quarter (the third) of bad Seahawks football. As I was leaving, I saw a dude sitting a few seats over from me on the back bar with his head in his hands. The Seahawks, 49ers, and Chiefs were all struggling at that point and time. I'd asked why he was down, and of course, it was the Seahawks. I told him I was leaving so they'd rally after I left.
I then passed a bunch of dudes all wearing their brand new Chiefs gear because if you go to sports bars you'll see front-runners and fair weather fans. I thought "I hope you enjoy being showed up by Russell Wilson" and left.
I then drove across the street and watched Killers of the Flower Moon. My only real complaint is I try to follow rules but if Regal is going to charge me six and a half for a bottle of Lipton's iced tea, I'll start smuggling my own sh!# in.
After twenty some minutes of trailers and then finally Killers of the Flower Moon, four hours had elapsed. It was time for dinner. I had photographed my last couple entrees but I didn't get a photo of my first meal (fish and chips) at Twin Peaks.
I went back and got the fish and chips so I could get a photo of it. I watched the fourth quarter of the Bears and Chargers and saw that the Seahawks had indeed rallied and won. The universe was very happy with my platelet donation.
I'm done with Twin Peaks now and I'll review pescetarian options at Chili's or somewhere else. No matter how convenient the placement of the restaurant right across the street from the theater is.
I drove back home with a smile on my face. I enjoyed my day.
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