margaritas and donuts, man
Last night, I enjoyed the spoils of ill-gotten goods. There’s an ezine here that has a competition to guess where a picture was taken. This week’s was obviously inside a gogo bar, but of course being the upright citizen that I am, had no idea, so didn’t even bother entering a guess. Last week Mint and I went for a walk, and while out, decided to go and eat at the mexican place, where I’ve previously won the jug of free margarita. I’ve actually been there a few times, because I get on reasonably well with the manager.
Anyway, whilst dining he asks me, “So did you guess the picture this week?” I said no, and that it was too hard. He’s obviously a dodgier bloke than he looks, because he instantly replied “It’s Angelwitch Pattaya. Normally by now i would’ve got an email that the prize is claimed but we haven’t had anything yet … try emailing and see if you get it.”
I took out my mobile phone right there and then, and emailed an entry. The next day I discovered that I’d won another free jug of margarita.
Last night, I enjoyed it, and the friendly manager came and shared a good whack of it, despite having to run off and take care of things a few times. It was a good night … I was merry, but not merry enough to sleep like the dead, so had a few early morning *gasps* and struggles to find water.
Also, this weeend, we went to the movies and saw Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull. Oh … my … god. Lame. How it managed 7.6 out of 10 on IMDB I have no idea … actually I do: Nostalgia, and Spielberg/Lucas-fanboys can affect those scores pretty markedly. We spent some of the week’s food budget at Emporium, and then came home. I ate a wierd sounding but quite good “Ham and Egg Donut”.
