Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The Best Drink Ever

So I've been bringing my lovely pillow to STAR testing all week. Today, I had enough time to actually have a dream. I told some people in my math class (without a lot of details of course) and when I got to the end...Actually...forget it. You'll probably say the same thing after you're done reading it anyway. Just for the record, I've never had Pina Colada but it's now on my long list of to-dos.

It'd been a long day and an even longer journey. I'd been cruising along I-20 (goes through Dallas, Texas) in my 1957 Ford Fairlane 500 Sunliner tapping the driver side door, singing along with country radio. Watching the sun approch the horizon, I wondered if I should start looking for a place to stay for the night. The car suddendly lurches once and sputters. ~5 MPG doesn't really get you all that far in one go, apparently. I pull up to a roadside home. I tap on the door. It opens.

Small fans with streamers were littered across every counter and table whirring away in a feeble attempt to delay the oncoming Texas heatstroke. A lady appeared behind the door. She was lean with fair skin accompanied by modest bodily features. Her weight was shifted to one side of her body, arms crossed. A nearby fan pushed her brown, shoulder-length hair across her chin. "She ain't bad," I thought. "Not bad at all."

"What'chya need," she said with a gloomy tone.

Beckoning to my car, I responded. "Do have any gas? I'm trying to get somewhere. I can pay you for it."

She nods, fetches the gasoline and follows me out to my car. While I fill the car, I ask if there's a nearby motel. "I don't think so," she said, "No one ever passes by. If you'd like, you can stay here for the night. It get's pretty lonely out here. No fee or nothin'. I just want some company for once."She looked at me with her green eyes, waiting, begging for me to say yes. She certainly looked lonely and it didn't make much sense to me to pass up a free night's stay so I accepted her offer.

We entered the back room and she directed me to a worn in couch with a blanket in her arms. "Well, this is free," I thought to myself. We sat ourselves down and sank into the couch several inches. The sun kissed the mountains. A moment passed by. I took a look at her lonely green eyes again.

"I should say something," I thought. "She looks really depressed." I suddenly realized it was really hot in the room. Perfect.

"It's pretty warm in here. Can I get a Pepsi Cola?"

"Oh," she said quickly, " yeah I'll be back. Hold on."

She came back in the room moments later with a drink in her hand. I didn't bother looking at what was in the glass and took a big gulp. I swallowed the liquid and I realized that something was wrong.

In the most polite voice I could summon, I said, "Hey uhhhh, this ain't Pepsi."

"I know," she said. "It's Pina Colada."

I looked at her lonely green eyes. Then at the drink in my hand. Then back at her eyes once more. I brought the glass back to my lips and drank it with my eyes still fixed on hers.




It was the best drink I ever had.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Reveal

READ MY NOTE FIRST!

Several weeks ago, I posted a note on Facebook about 7 truths and 3 lies about me. Now, several people have guessed and I feel that it's nigh time that I reveal which spell truth, and which spell deceit. If you haven't visited my note yet, it's here. I worked pretty hard to recall those memories of my past (I'm pretty bad at remembering stuff) and so I encourage you to see it before spoiling it for yourself.

The answers are:

3.Wisdom teeth?
I have wisdom teeth. However, they I only have them on the bottom row. I have been gracefully spared only half the pain of that dreaded surgical procedure. I suppose 2 brought about some emotional baggage that took a while to clear, but whatever. You win some; you lose some.

5. Fire to the island
I've been back on that island with a can of spray paint and a lighter, but when the island burned down, I was not present. I was actually at home while my brother and his friends brought down the front of the island in flames. I only have the details because my brother was there.

6. I'm good at lying.
If I've ever tried lying to you in person, you probably could have figured it out. I almost NEVER resort to lying because I know I'm terrible at it (How do I know? Ask me and maybe you'll be one of the lucky elite who will find out. I have told this story to ONE person so far. This person is NOT my brother. You know who you are. Shush). That being said, some people who know that I'm terrible at lying tend to think I lie more often than I actually do. Somehow, I am apparently not good at telling the truth either. Who knew you could be both? I ask that you give me the benefit of the doubt and simply believe what I have to say in times of mystery and distrust. Hopefully, I've earned that benefit by sharing with you a glimpse of my past.

On a side note, you may be thinking, "Solomon, why do your lies suck?" It's because I couldn't lie any better. I actually thought 6 was a dead giveaway, which is partly why I included it since I couldn't think of any real ones. Go figure.

Feedback on Feedback

It was interesting to see how people responded to my note. I just want to comment on some of the truths that I revealed.

1. Living in Texas
Pretty straight forward actually. Nothing much to say for this one...except "Don't mess with Texas." There are actual signs in Texas that say just exactly that along with the announcement of a fine for littering. I want to someday visit Poughkeepsie, NY and the hospital I was born in.

2. Teeth (Or a lack thereof)
I thought everyone was going to guess this one because it's pretty absurd (ie. "WTF..." - Albert Chen). To be honest, I actually don't know where those pictures of me at that stage are at the moment, but either way, you ain't a peakin' :]

4. Sk8r Boi (Bad song btw)
Really, Delia? You were the only one that guessed this one (and without explicit reason, I might add). I'm not trying to denounce you or anything for it; I'm just saying. Take it easy :] Anyway, so all that stuff is true about how I used to skate and how I want to get a longboard or another skateboard and also how I ripped those jeans fairly recently on Jack's board. Also, just because I've never been and because I think I'd be a lot like longboarding, I really want to go snowboarding. I remember my brother and I built a funbox by hand out of materials we got from a near by construction site. Those were goooood times :] For the record, I don't skate anymore because my board was stolen. I've also been through 3 scooters and 3 bikes.

7.Rat Bones in the forest
Fucking creepy.




Texas! :]

8. Apply directly to the forehead
I wish I had less scars to prove stories like this one, but I do still have the scar to prove it. It's not like a Harry Potter scar or anything. It's just a small lump near my hairline at the left side. It's actually worse than it was before. A really aggravating pimple spawned next to it, and in my pimple popping rage (Disgusting, I know), I seem to have disturbed the scar again many years after it's recovery. It used to be a really pale spot on my head, but now it's like a dark spot :\ Someday, I'll get all these scars removed (especially the ones on my arms and fingers). I know some of you might ask, "How did you get those scars anyway?" I know how I got the one on my left arm, which at the moment is the one that looks uglier, but I'll save that story for when you ask me in person (I still might not tell you because it's pretty stupid and careless). As for the one on my right arm, I have no recollection of it's development. The one on my right hand knuckle is from a handball accident that got infected and the one on my left thumb is from a fabric burn that I neglected to treat properly. I have one scar from airsofting (Thanks Albert). I have more scars and if you want to know where and from what, just ask me.

9/10. Treasure Hunter
Yes, I have found all of these things and I still have the ring. I don't have the ruby anymore though. I kept it in one of those empty weekly tablet schedule containers that my grandma didn't use. She found it in my room once and cleaned it out. She has terrible vision so I guess she didn't see A GODDAMN RUBY IN THERE >:[ You can ask Hanson for confirmation. He should still remember (I mean if I can remember, anyone can). I do have a sapphire though. Anyway, the ring is pretty ugly. It's a pretty cheap ring to. It's not solid gold, but gold electroplate. Cubic Zirconium is cheap as shit and so are amethysts so I could probably fetch no more than like 15 bucks on eBay given it's poor condition.

This is the conclusion of my 7 truths and 3 lies. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it :] Now, all that's left to do is wait for you guys to do your own 7 truths and 3 lies.

I hope your break was eventful!