It was an eventful weekend. Here are the quotes:
I’m sitting in front of Starbucks, waiting on Michael, when a heavily made-up middle-aged woman approaches and riles up the dogs.
Blanche: “Oh how lovely!”
(the dogs completely lose their shit)
Blanche: “Your chihuahua looks like my baby! His name was Steven St. Domingo! He’s dead.”
(she then picks up my dog and lets him lick her face.)
Blanche: “Precious!”
(she looks at me)
Blanche: “Oh! You have such gorgeous eyes! You look like a malamute huskey! … but you must hear that a lot… I have to go to church now and repent for my sins — of which there are many.”
Later, while on a dog walk.
Michael: “So there was this couple at the barbershop that was cuddling on the waiting couches. Her head was on his shoulder and is arms were around her… It’s like, ‘Excuse me, this is not your home…'”
Me: “Awe, they were just showing –”
Michael: “– just showing everyone how insecure they are?!”
At Six Flags.
Michael: “I regret nothing!”
Me, eyeing the rollercoaster: “I’ll remind you of that statement later.”
Later, on the Virtual Reality rolleroaster, there are two women behind us.
Woman 1: “This is cool!”
Woman 2: “Yeah! It’s like reality! But virtual!”
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