So Friday's travel began auspiciously, unfortunately. I might've guessed that would set the tone for the day when the covered airport parking I have begun using was out of covered parking spaces and it was sprinkling rain; then an encounter with the World's Most Unfriendly Shuttle Driver With Blinders On To Ignore the Pickups! But I was so proud of myself for packing only carry-on in order to avoid extra fees and aggro so I got to my gate in plenty of time, even having to ride the tram to my terminal. However I kept hearing flights getting cancelled due to the rain/weather/Hurricane Alex (I guess). My flight was delayed once, twice, then thrice. Then it just disappeared! It got cancelled! Aaaaarrrrgh! And poor Brandone was waiting for me in Kansas City, having driven 3 hrs from Jeff City.
The good news was that I bought these lovely glass-blown wine stoppers at the airport while killing time, walking around and getting some exercise. 1 for me, 1 for Stefano. His was a blue guitar w/an "S" on it! Lovely! Mine was a pretty mermaid. The other good news was that although they had 1st offered me "standby" status for the remaining 6-7 KC flights outta there that day, at the last minute they found 1 guaranteed seat for me on a flight leaving "right now"! So I raced over to that gate but the plane was running a little late. Didn't matter, as I finally got ON MY WAY.
A reasonably short 2-hr plane right later and I landed in KC. I came right out of the gate of the tiny airport and bumped into Brandone, a sight for sore eyes if there ever was one! We hopped into his still-new smelling Nissan Truck and proceeded to head to 18th and Vine to check out the Jazz Museum that Stefano had hipped me to. The museum was just ok. I like lots of artifacts and shit in my museums, not just a bunch of blown up photos! There was a jazz band setting up to play in the adjacent club, however it was jazz funk which I don't like. Strange, since I love jazz and I love funk, but when they mate I am not into it. Then since I was hongry, we headed to a place I saw advertised in the Pitch, Pizzabella!
Brandone insisted I should be drinking tequila shots, so during the course of dinner I had 2 glasses of Reisling and 1 shot. The pizza was delightful if very light and small. I got pretty tipsy and kept shouting "Hey, Texas!" at this nearby older man wearing a UT Longhorns cap. Finally he noticed me and I went over and began a lively conversation with much shucking and jiving until Brandone, having apparently noticed the man's wife's increasingly desperate expressions (HE says!) pulled me away. However when the man left he turned and smiled and waved at me!
Finally it was time to make the trek home. However Brandone insisted on stopping at dive bars so we could get our dranks on. At the 1st bar I had a cigar and a couple coco rums. After this my memory is hazy, although I remember one bar where I was the hottest chick in there and announced it to Brandone. Then I tried to shoot my tequila shot, dribbled it down my chin, and went to the bar to look for a napkin. The bartender took one look at me and without a word, handed me a napkin. I returned to Brandon and, offended, reported what happened and, angrily drunk, asked how the hell that psychic bartender knew I was needing a napkin?!? I said, "Fuck you, Nostradamus!"
It may have been the next bar where I made Brandone give me a piggy back ride inside. I think I had coco rum there as well. After that I sorta remember plugging my iPod into his car and rapping very loudly to Salt N Pepa, Kanye, and Bonecrusher. We finally got to his house around 10:30pm? Maybe? And the 2 J's were already there waiting for us with newly mixed drinks! I was so happy to see them! I kissed them and hugged them and kept jumping on J2. Pictures reveal my drunk googly eyes. After awhile I passed out on Brandone's couch, he apparently carried me to bed, at which time I sweetly motioned for him to come close, come closer, closer, and SLAPPED him, dissolving into uncontrollable laughter. He says!
The next morning I woke up to find myself in a strange bed and seeing a strange bedroom. I had no idea where I was. I didn't remember flying, traveling, any of the night before. The wall color kind of looked like Stefano's bedroom except this room was a lot smaller. It took me a few minutes to remember that I was in Jeff City, MO, in Brandone's house. I slowly got up; Brandone was already awake. I went back to bed. The J's came back over and they had little J3 with them! Finally I got to meet my adorable little niece! They deposited her in bed w/me and I tried to entertain her. But shortly after we made our way to everyone else and I left her w/them so I could go throw up. Niiiiiiiiice, except for I still didn't feel that well after doing so.
We got ready to go to Mexican lunch w/Brandone's chick friend who very badly wanted to drink margaritas w/me. She met us at B's house and while it was very nice to meet her, I still was walking kinda hunched over. She was also hungover so that was nice camaraderie. We got to the restaurant and I sat down, only to jump back up and head to the restroom to puke once more. Niiiiiiice, and actually this time I did feel much better after which told me I had finally got it all out of my system! Except I still couldn't even look at the margaritas. The J's showed up sans baby but w/J2's little brother. We all ended up having a very nice lunch together and I was even able to eat!
After lunch I decided I really needed a haircut so we all parted temporarily and B and his friend dropped me off at this cute li'l salon. Actually I've been needing a haircut for over a month and she did a nice job; she even curled it for me so I looked very girly! Then B picked me up and we went to get ice cream at the legendary local Central Dairy. I can't believe it but I got a PINT of birthday cake on the bottom and Peppermint creme on the top and I actually ate the Whole Damn Thing. Whooo! B and I walked around while waiting for the J's to meet us again and they got ice cream too except for J2. Next it was time to bid adieu momentarily to B while me and the J's and li'l bro walked around.
Post to be finished tomorrow as soon as I remember more of it, ha! Supposed to rehearse tonight and it's raining perros y gatos here so I don't really wanna go but I know I must.
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