Smurfettes and Cuddlefishes

So I'm having dinner a few nights ago at Squirrely's with MiL0 and Phil. For food, I had Sicilian Bruscetta followed with a grilled cuttlefish salad. MiL0 had I think wings and a salad, and Phil had some monstrosity of a salad followed by a vegetarian Pad Thai. Anyway, even though I've cut my drinking back to way less than it was in the past, I still like to have a drink or two when I go out.

In the middle of the table there was a card listing various mixed drinks. They all looked pretty good, but for some reason when the waitress asked me what I wanted, I replied, “I'll have a Smurfette.” She burst out laughing at me, as did everyone at my table! Then when she brought the order over to the bartender, he looked at me, and laughed as well… Well, joke was on them, it was an incredible drink… Really yummy. I followed it up with a Jolly Rancher.

But then things took a turn for the worse! I think I must have an intense allergy to something in those drinks — either that or the cuttlefish (which after a Smurfette I'm told I ordered because it sounds like cuddlefish) was bad. My jaw started tingling, sort of like it had just woken up and had pins and needles. It just felt kind of odd so I didn't worry too much… but in a short time, it had changed to full-on radiating pain that shot through the jaw-joint out through my face and neck. I'd never experienced anything like it; it was truly bizarre… I suppose I probably should have done something about it, but I slept it off and the pain was gone about three hours later.

I'm told it served me right for ordering girlie drinks.

On a side note, I've reprogrammed my CD jukeboxes to properly do crossfading… And I'm getting tattooed tomorrow, so I guess that means it's time for bed.

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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