so satan decided he wanted to pay southern california a visit this weekend. its well over 90 degrees here (97 to be exact).
Yesterday we BBQed down at beach street. When we got there, there was this old lady that had four zip up Trader Joes bags, and two identical huge purses loaded up on a stroller. It was like Russia in her bubble, pulling bags out of bags out of bags it was amazing. She didn't look homeless but we weren't sure. She pulled out one faux fur coat and another coat with faux fur around it and laid it down to sit on. She was dressed in a long quilt patterned trench coat with a tie dye dress on underneath, and light lime green colored sweatpants under that, and black socks with pink hearts with strappy velcro sandals. she smoothed out the sand where she was going to set up her fortress (and by fortress i mean fortress), and laid out her fur coats to enjoy the sun. Earlier we had bought a few paps tall boys, and old lady scoped it out. She walked up and begged in an old lady voice, "please let me buy a beer off of you guys, o please", and gave us three whole dollars for one of our tall boys. Im not sure if we should have done that.. it stumped me.. i have a few questions i would like answered but probably will never be answered. Why didn't she just go the store on her own? Or do they make the drinking age between 21 and according to how senile you've become in old age. My last question is a pretty far fetched one but it could be possible... Was she once a mermaid and got her land legs through a wish, and so whenever she drinks she thinks she is a mermaid? That question came up when i went into the ocean for my last swim. i was out there and i look to my left and there she was!! she had changed into a denim skirt with a pink sheer underskirt, and some type of top. but she was wearing a bathing suit under the clothing because we saw her put them on under her first clothing she had arrived in. She kept walking backwards into the ocean. Friends from the shore said she kept on going further than i would go and would watch where i was in the water, which kind of freaked me out. Its like she was trying to prove she was more mermaid than me. Im sure if i were to swim as far out as the pier she would have been at least two feet and 9 inches in front of me. We left soon there after.
Paul, Trevor and I went to 7-11 after that. They got the Toll House Cookie ice-creams and i got the Mrs. Fields one. Advice #1- don't get the Mrs. Fields ice-cream cookie. It doesn't have as much ice cream as toll house. Any who, got home and took care of business by eating a knock off otter pop/ice trickle in my backyard surrounded by many fragrant plants in the shade.
I made my mom and I a very lovely dinner. It consisted of a Trader Joe's vegetarian pizza with iced peach tea. And for dessert i scooped out the pudding from the snack packs into small crystal bowls. You cant imagine how much better those puddings taste when its presented nicely. We had an enjoyable conversation between mother and daughter and then ended our night with an episode of Desperate Housewives (which we had been waiting for weeks to air).
By 6 o'clock yesterday i was completely satisfied with my day.
Quick update on today, i went to the beach and saw crazy old lady, then went to the harbor and hung out with my buddy who was working and then took one of their ski doos out for a test run. That was SO MUCH FUN. Went full speed, yup. Ive got film i need to pick up tomorrow so hopefully ill be able to post a few santa cruz pictures up for you!
Hope this brought a smile to you Freaks and Geeks fans
-Nikole
Niko, no one, and i mean NO ONE is more mermaid than you. crazy old ladies!
ReplyDeletei dont know rachel.. she wore her clothes into the ocean.. mermaids can wear clothes in the ocean and swim id assume.
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