Friday, November 04, 2005
High steaks
Not a bad couple of days.
Yesterday, in the line of duty, I had to go to a Cracker Barrel to buy a Whee-Lo! OK -- I didn't *have* to buy it, I just needed to get the name of the toy. Googling "red wheel," "magnet" and "wire thing" didn't get me far.
Picked up a 12-ounce can of Jelly Belly jelly beans while I was at it -- and that's the ONLY dang thing Ronald Reagan and I have in common.
I got paid to do that. That's almost as fun as gettin' paid to look up words in the dictionary, and to read -- and to think. Beats the hell out of workin' for a living. Somebody remind me next time I start whining.
Last night, thanks to the assistance of a couple of really smart women who I admire greatly, I made some last-minute progress on a research project involving the Choctaws and journalism and whites and intermarriage and such in 1851.
Today, I'm once again behind on work, which means I'll have to come in again sometime over the weekend. Eh. Dr. ER's traveling, Bird in Stillwater -- what else have I got to do (besides continue my efforts to civilize Ice-T.)
This evening, I'm meeting a good friend at the Cattlemen's Steakhouse -- for excellent steak, wine and conversation with a fellow erudite redneck.
This place even keeps George Dickel at the bar! Right outside The World's Largest Stocker and Feeder Cattle Market. Damn-near lifesize photographs of bovines on the wall! (Y'all recall that I do loves me some bovines, medium as well as on the hoof.)
They have various cream pies with meringue as tall as a beer can! They even let you smoke cigars! I will be in Erudite Redneck heaven.
--ER
Yesterday, in the line of duty, I had to go to a Cracker Barrel to buy a Whee-Lo! OK -- I didn't *have* to buy it, I just needed to get the name of the toy. Googling "red wheel," "magnet" and "wire thing" didn't get me far.
Picked up a 12-ounce can of Jelly Belly jelly beans while I was at it -- and that's the ONLY dang thing Ronald Reagan and I have in common.
I got paid to do that. That's almost as fun as gettin' paid to look up words in the dictionary, and to read -- and to think. Beats the hell out of workin' for a living. Somebody remind me next time I start whining.
Last night, thanks to the assistance of a couple of really smart women who I admire greatly, I made some last-minute progress on a research project involving the Choctaws and journalism and whites and intermarriage and such in 1851.
Today, I'm once again behind on work, which means I'll have to come in again sometime over the weekend. Eh. Dr. ER's traveling, Bird in Stillwater -- what else have I got to do (besides continue my efforts to civilize Ice-T.)
This evening, I'm meeting a good friend at the Cattlemen's Steakhouse -- for excellent steak, wine and conversation with a fellow erudite redneck.
This place even keeps George Dickel at the bar! Right outside The World's Largest Stocker and Feeder Cattle Market. Damn-near lifesize photographs of bovines on the wall! (Y'all recall that I do loves me some bovines, medium as well as on the hoof.)
They have various cream pies with meringue as tall as a beer can! They even let you smoke cigars! I will be in Erudite Redneck heaven.
--ER
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ER,
Since the girls are gone and it's just you and the other hairy animals, why don't you venture down the road to the Lazy E tomorrow night? The Prairie Circuit Finals Rodeo is there. It's a good time.
Heck, I might even introduce you to my girlfriend. We're headin' that way when she gets off work early this afternoon, so we'll get to the arena at about the same time the rodeo starts. I do have some freelance assignments from the weekend and will attend the meeting Saturday mornin' pitchin' my business, so hopefully it'll be well worth the eight-hour round trip.
Hope to see ya, ya dang redneck. :-)
Since the girls are gone and it's just you and the other hairy animals, why don't you venture down the road to the Lazy E tomorrow night? The Prairie Circuit Finals Rodeo is there. It's a good time.
Heck, I might even introduce you to my girlfriend. We're headin' that way when she gets off work early this afternoon, so we'll get to the arena at about the same time the rodeo starts. I do have some freelance assignments from the weekend and will attend the meeting Saturday mornin' pitchin' my business, so hopefully it'll be well worth the eight-hour round trip.
Hope to see ya, ya dang redneck. :-)
Can you just walk up and get in? What time? I might might be so inclined. E-mail me with yer cell number, so we can hook up out there if I make it. That place is as big as my hometown when it's hopping.
--ER
--ER
Shut. Up.
I have so many other things I want to be doing this weekend BUT NO. And I DON'T GET PAID for playing with toys from my childhood. You.... boy, you.
I have so many other things I want to be doing this weekend BUT NO. And I DON'T GET PAID for playing with toys from my childhood. You.... boy, you.
Oh what the heck. All I have to do is look at the photos on my blog and remember back just a few days and it's allllll better.
Hee hee. ... Since my weekend is really a nonweekend again anyway, I'm toying with the idea of cutting out of here reeeal earlyu to have a pre-steak drink(s) and ceegar at Maker's ... (Payday, y'all. Still makes me go a little crazy.)
--ER
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