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So tonight we knew we might have plans with Sheila, we just didn’t know what. After we spoke we decided on Movie Night. Death Becomes Her, a classic we have all seen. Good times, right? Well Sheila showed up with the makings of a Fountain Of Youth Martini. Surprise! Turns out she was able to swipe the menu last night from Martinis, and it listed all the needed ingredients. Just not the amounts… So we began the evening with a taste test of sorts.. till we got it right. Only then did we put on the movie. Heh. Is that the perfect cocktail for that movie or what?? Good times..
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from the motorola SLVR.
UPDATE: This entry also included audio, which never posted due to a recent CMS upgrade. It was just an explanation of the photo and how I was spending the evening by the fire instead of the computer. Bah. Well, at least I got it fixed for the next time I send an audio file with my phone!
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Last night was a lot of fun. We started out at the Manchester Grand Hyatt. It is the only sky bar in San Diego, so even though the service is kinda cruddy we like it. cocktails and hors d’oeuvres were had. The server was the worst one in that bar to date. As was the bartender. He shook every drink for at least 5 minutes, and when there were no drinks to make he threw napkins at server station. All of which is in plain sight. But the view was great, and the snacks were really good. We ordered a classic cheese plate, as well as the Bavarian Sausage plate. The sausage was amazing. Slices of bratwurst with sauerkraut, a baguette and spicy mustard, mini pickles… I liked the mini pickles! Every time I bit into one Richard said “Surprise!”. You remember, as in Pickle Surprise. Dork. But I laughed every time he did it! After waiting 10 minutes for our check Richard walked over to fetch our soon to be badly tipped server. We settled up and headed out, but only after seeking out a manager. Someone had to be made aware… The most friendly and efficient service we experienced at the Manchester Grand Hyatt that night came from the parking garage cashier, employed by Ace Parking. We were sure to get his name to send compliments to his bosses. I mean, karmic balance and all… We did just rat out the skeevy staff in the bar.
Then it was off to dinner. There’s a little Mexican place downtown that I love because it was one of the first places we dined at in San Diego. It’s kinda a mix of trendy and traditional. The food is always good and they have this ‘diablo’ salsa that is spicy hot yet delicious! The service there is always great too, but they had this new bartender. She was cute enough and was quite personable. But there was something about her that Richard noticed right away. She was All About Her Titties™. You have heard of good posture making your chest appear bigger? Shoulders back, stand up straight, and all that? Well this girl had her shoulder blades pinched so tightly together I was expecting to hear bone grind. She was contorting her spine as she poured and maneuvered in the tight space behind the bar in ways that I thought would hurt her. I have to admit though, her modest tits did look great at all times. In fact they were the focus. The entire place was All About Her Titties™! Guys went out of there way to order from her! I think her co-workers had noticed what she was doing, because Richard got more than one chuckle as her imitated her extreme ‘chest out’ posture when he pointed it out to me… So anyhoo, it was dinner and a show over there. A free boobie show! Yay!
And that my friends is pretty much the evening. We (and by we I do mean me) wanted to go to the Lamplighter. By the time we got over to Hillcrest it was raining pretty good though. We decided to call it a night.
