Post Caucus Partum

The post caucus blues and or celebration....it just dosen't matter. Its causes people to do strange things. People are now watching television again due to the fact that the political ads are virtually gone...I say virtually as I heard a Ron Paul ad yesterday....go figure.

Another strange sighting...the Puzzler slurping copious amounts of Tequila. This is strange just for the fact that his tastebuds have been shot for years. He can't tell the difference between a onion and a apple, gin or vodka, sugar & salt...you get the idea. There he was at Randyland with this fishbowl of a Margarita in front of him.

Another strange thing....it seemed like it was New Years Eve or the end of WWII at Times Square with all the smooching going on. Maybe there was a full moon.

Billy's financial Guru, Sylvia was there with her color corodinated eyewear. Billy's hair stylist (Only for photo ops), Stephie stopped by to say "hi".

After there were no more Margaritas to be had; it was determined that some food was in order and since the door to the Diner on First is barricaded (we suspect there must be a hostage situation in progress) we zoomed over to Who's On First, where the Puzzler had reserved a private smoke free and noise free room for us. We had our own dedicated personal server, Amanda. Amanda is studying to be a barrister and has a gift of gab...actually she should be in direct sales....maybe alluminum siding or used cars.

Who's on First?.....we Are!

Billy gets cabin fever quite often. Or should I call it 'tank fever'? He is always wanting me to bring the Hummer over to his apartment and take him on an excursion. Wednesday, we picked him up and got together with the Pizza Baron and his wife and Billy's Godparents and we headed to Who's On First in Cedar Rapids.

As you recall, Billy is a big sports fan and he will seek out anything sports. For the past several weeks he has been bugging me about Who's on First. The Puzzler & the school marm had just returned from Florida where they auditioned to be 'poster children' for skin cancer awareness.

We convinced the Pizza People to dine with us instead of going to Tacoland. Billy likes all the off color jokes that he can use at school.

We arrived en mass and were escorted to the back of the place. Maybe to accommodate the lung...maybe because they knew we would be rowdy. We ordered up some drinks and tried out the pool table.

Heather was our bartender and server all wrapped in one and she took good care of us.
Billy ordered a chocolate malt with two straws and we were off to the races. The Puzzler ordered a gaggle of chicken wings and immediately tried to make a game out of them.

Before long the Karioke Kouple set up there wares and Mr Pizza was singing his heart out. The school marm spotted a young lad with a message on his shirt. She was seen whispering in his ear....probably something about improper grammer, I suspect. Of course, now Billy wants a shirt just like it. Maybe Santa will bring one for him.