Last night at Pedro’s birthday was a night of deep conversations for me. Last thing I expected to happen especially after last years party where the main conversations I remember were with Maureen and Tracy about how we all needed another drink – laughing at big fake diamond rings that Maureen brought for lobsterfest and telling Pedro I was getting drunk for his birthday. A present which I paid dearly for till about 7pm the next day.
I would take bets there are a lot of derailed feeling people this morning – I lost count of how many times the bell was rung. Of course Jager was the birthday drink of choice and it was flowing in vast quantities.Â Forrest and I had a good laugh – I am one of the lucky few who has gained immunity and he has worked out a deal to take the hit with a rum shot instead.
This year I played it smart and stuck with yummy shrimp on rice – Gunther’s delicious chocolate cake and water. Way to much going on before lobsterfest to take myself out of the game. Right now my frame of mind is holding a slow steady pace even though it feelsÂ chaotic. I almost feel like I am watching a slow motion scene in a move because it feels so far away and yet time is passing so fast.
2010Â San Pedro Lobsterfest will top the chart. We have so much cool stuff happening this year since we are extending the partyÂ for filming and starting at 11am. Yesterdays news from – the whole town was jazzed about Joey and Bob the Parrot’s arrival – from Quick silver Diane our handy custom mail delivery – messenger service and phone rental.
Internet is slow as potatoes this morning.Â I decided to add a gallery instead of loading pictures separately which is usually a lot faster – not today.Â Been at it since 7am – and it is now 12:30 was only trying to upload 18 pictures. Â If I was not in a slow patient mood or had somewhere pressing I be I would be cursing up a storm.
The rest of my day involves cleaning and couch surfing.
UGH – tacoboy was going to the store this aft and he realized that both our bikes were stolen – now we are back to being on foot. Someone had busted our lock and made off with them.Â Not to everyone take a picture of your bike for safe keeping.