Friends like these

You know that saying "who needs enemy's when you have friends like these?"

Tonight when the Rixxi Raph and I met up to say our goodbyes yet again, there was an incident. Our place of meeting was the gray hound parking lot, and when we got there the Rixxi had to use the restroom. So I waited with the car till Raph showed up and she mentioned the use of a restroom as well. So we went inside the station in search of the desired facilities and Mikey (Mikey and Rixxi are the same person).

Now upon entering the lobby there was a woman security guard blocking the way to the restroom. That is odd all in its self. Aside from that Mikey had previously told the guard that she had been waiting in the parking lot and asked permission to use the restroom. It was granted and them a few minutes we come dawdling along and get halted by the guard.

"What can I do for you ladies?" she asks. "Are you taking the bus? Waiting for a passenger? Looking for a bathroom? because this is not a public bathroom and you have to go down a couple blocks to the public-"

We interrupted her... We thanked her for the directions and asked if she had seen our friend, while giving a description of our companion. The woman stopped.

You know that feeling when you walk into a room and every one looks at you cause your guilty but you seem to have amnesia about the crime you're being accused of?

"You mean that young lady wasn't truthful with me? She lied to me?!" and then she got a really serious look on her face. "I'm gonna let you two through just this once but you make sure and tell your friend that lying is not okay and she is no longer welcome here."

......."Sure." we said and scooted by. The woman was just a tad intimidating. Needless to say we felt a little bad for blowing up our accomplice's scam while single handily giving her description to the guard. Rixxi felt the same way. Yet we all made it safely back to the car with no more reprimanding from the vanishing ninja lady security guard.

Well that was one of our adventures for the evening.

THE END!

Yesterday!

Yesterday was an epic day! I met up with my dear Penguin whom I haven't seen since our tragic last day of school two whole years ago! And I met up with her and our plans were to have fun for the day, but an epic adventure filled with much fun was something that we could not have predicted.

Penguin leaped into the car...(this is my friend Penguin, I call her this because before I met her people thought she looked like a penguin and she liked the idea of being a cute swimming bird type thing, and when we met I asked her if she had a nick name and she told me the story and thus she is known as Penguin) So Penguin leaped into the car and we chattered while driving out of the neighborhood.

Still we had no plans of what to do for the day, so I asked her. She mentioned an animal shelter just down the road and we could go look at cute animals for a while. That sounded like fun. Off we went! As it turns out however Penguin had motives for going. three weeks prior, Penguin's dear mom lost her cat and so my friend being a good daughter wanted to see if the cat had shown up at the shelter.

Sadly the kitty was not there, yet we still had fun playing with the kitty's. I saw this one and had to take a picture. While I was doing that, the volunteers had struck up a conversation with my friend and were talking about a specific fluffy white cat, residing in the corner. After a ten minute conversation it was proclaimed that the giant fluffy white cat was just what Penguin's mom needed! we raced back to the car and drove back to the house to spirit away Mrs. Penguin.

She socialised with the monster fluff ball known as "SuperBowl" for a half hour before paying the twelve dollar adoption fee and taking him home. That is the happy story of how my penguin family adopted a new kitty yesterday.

And before I end this post let it be known that amidst our adventures yesterday i also pulled old reliable into a parking space and had to push the car out myself...but that didn't work cause I'm a feather weight but not unlike epic musicals a crowd of people appeared out of no where and helped us out. It was FANTASTIC!!!

THE ENDNESSSSS!!!!

Train Ride!

Last week was spent visiting Mikey and Raph in Seattle. This is us in the car.

It was a most relaxing and epic vacation. We might have marathoned(yes its a word) Bones the tv show, for two days straight. Best week ever! But alas on the dreaded Thursday I was forced to part with my dear friends and go home. Never fear though, there are many ways for friends bordering that level of insanity to remain in contact no matter how many states separate them. Whoot for facebook! and that is the only time ever that I will say that...social networking...there are better things to do in my opinion, like read a book. although blogging does fall into the networking category doesn't it?


So I was on the train txting tearful goodbyes to my lovelies, when I fell asleep. The entire trip from Seattle to Portland was originally estimated to be three hours. Originally. I awoke just a while later when the train jolted to a halt. In my sleepy daze I failed to hear what the conductor said over the intercom and dismissed the matter entirely. Till a half hour later when it was noted that we still hadn't moved and were in the middle of no where. It was very dark outside.


To make the situation worse, the dude across the isle from me was very upset at the squalling baby sitting behind him, and in a very mature manner showed his frustration by cussing and storming to the dining cart. Its interesting the people you meet when on a train, or an airplane, or a bus for that matter.


I must confess that worry did start to creep in just a bit as the staff working on the train paced up and down the isles whispering into their talkies. I'm not one for conspiracy theories or jumping to conclusions but it did occur to me that the angry man that didn't like babies might have been a terrorist, and the conductor and his staff were actually CIA, but suddenly the train lurched forward about fifty yards and we were at Olympia station. Apparently there was just snow on the tracks that had to be shuffled off. That guy wasn't a terrorist, he was just rude.


Our trip ended up being about an hour and ten minutes longer due to frequent stops and snow shoveling. That wasn't too bad. The only bad part was when we pulled into the station in Portland and a freight train was already pulling through so we weren't aloud to get off till it passed in case someone was goofy enough to get to close to the freight cars. That was the moment time slowed.

No one thought that time could slow that much, but indeed as the freight cars rolled by one by one at almost five miles an hour, some teenager spoke aloud that we got there at the beginning of the train! Teenagers are interesting, they also express frustration in the form of swearing. Every one else on the train gets props, they just continued napping or reading their books.


When I started writing this post I don't think it had a point, still...I fail to see a point. At least something has been written! For those of you who have read this entire page GOOD JOB! and CONGRATULATIONS! this is the end.







THE END!!