Maine Friday was quite uneventful!!! Dont feel depressed or neglected because this day wasn't as good as the one prior, because the one after will make up for it. However, read below and you'll learn some great information about Maine and Cat. LOL Well the day started off with a quick attack from Alley Cat and a pleasant visit from Gary and Cat while I looked 100 % scary from just waking up. Gary was actually vocal and carried a conversation with me like we had known each other for years. (seeing as how Cat talks about me all the time I'm sure he feels as though he knows me) After showers and getting ready, Cat and I head off to another part of Sidney to meet a "friend". We pull into a "Park and Ride" (for those of you that dont know what this is, its a car pool parking lot) The "friend", lets call him "T" was parked in his rusty beat up 1995 Saturn talking on his cel phone. Cat tells me the scoop on T before I get out of the car and before she could finish talking the creep was at my window like he was there to visit me vs. Cat. HA HA HA So Cat and I get out and visit for about 10 mins. T was trying to get his groove on with Cat but Cat was freaked out. T has NO toenails. Ok, let me repeat that, T has NO toenails. Ewwwww. Well the 10 mins of visit time seemed to have lasted for hours and to break up the strange silence I climbed up on a dump truck and decided to start having my picture taken. (below for your review) Well T got boring and we said bye, he went in one direction, we made sure to go in another. Cat made it clear that she didn't like him as much as she thought she originally did and we laughed about his hair, crows feet and missing toenails all the way to "DUKES" in Sidney for what Cat calls, "The best Sausage Breakfast Sandwich in all of Maine" Dukes isn't a restaurant y'all, its a gas station in the middle of NO WHERE with the old style gas pumps, a rusted Ice box and a view to die for. The view from the parking lot was mountain, large fields and pastures full of cows and horses. Oh, and at the pump was an old man, probably 75, pumping his gas and spitting extra juice from his chew on the ground. (gag) So we eat our FANTASTIC sandwiches and head across town to Gary's job so Cat can give him his money to pay his truck payment. We played at Gary's job site for a bit, but other then every construction worker coming out to see who the chicks were, there wasn't much action going on there. Wow, off to my Brother's house. For those of you that know my family history my brother has had some problems..... I'll just leave it at that. HOWEVER, he was stoked for me to come over and see his NEW apartment. Cat and I pull into his driveway after driving around in circles because my brother is horrible with directions!!!!!! Brother is standing outside extremely excited for us to be there. He gives me the tour of the apartment. Everything from a slanted kitchen floor to 3 couches in the living room, to nasty carpet to a messy roommates room, to his bedroom that smelled like bad breath, dirty feet and drool, to the tiny bathroom to the bong and pipes he uses on a daily basis. Cat and I stayed for about 10 mins and then rushed ourselves out the door. I promised to pick him up on Monday and take him out to dinner so he wasn't too sad to see us leave early.... He had something else to look forward to. So it was off to Portland Maine for us after leaving drool land. Along the way I stopped and climbed on the side of the interstate (yes I'm serious). There is some massive rock up in Maine and TONS of it is along the highway!!! Cat is hungry again so we stop @ a Wendy's to get her some food, cut someone off as we're pulling out of the parking lot and almost get killed by looks. Finally PORTLAND!!!! While in Portland I tried to link up with a long lost friend Wayne, with whom I linked up with much later in the vacation so I'll spare you the details right now. Instead we linked up with another "Friend" of Cat. We'll call this "Friend" "D". D is very sweet, he met us at Bugaboo Creek, then we went to a park and ride to drop of my car and headed together down to the "Old Port". As most of you DON'T know, the old port is the party section of Portland, Irish Pub heaven is another name I like to call it. (yet another attached picture). So D, Cat and myself hung out at the Old Port for a good 4 hours joking, taking polls, picking out semi's, picking on those that would pass by the window and actually hear Cat's knocking noise only to turn and see Cat blowing kisses at them. (Quite funny actually, most panicked). We also saw a man wearing Roxy flip flops, which is a fashion NO NO, then discovered that both Cat and I would do Jessica Simpson. (strange conversation, yet revealing at the same time, lol) Ok, now when I was young, and still till this very day, I refuse to eat ice out of my cup. You know what I'm talking about; there are people that drink all their drink and then start munching on their ice from their cup.... well, I discovered why I DONT do that very action.... I must have experienced this same sort of trauma somewhere in my childhood. (feel free to see the picture below with a guy in the back of a pick-up truck.) Ok Y'all, I thought we were back woods down here in the dirty south but this blew my mind. The man in the truck is using a snow shovelto shovel ICE from the back of the pick up into Garbagebuckets to take into the resturant/pub for that night's use. Ok, let me repeat this and sorta break it down for y'all. The ice was in the back of the pick up, (which is scary itself) and there was a guy shoveling it with a dirty SNOW shovel and placing the ice, which is now dirty ice, into scary dirty buckets to take into a Grade A facility to SERVE to patrons.... Ok, are you following me....???? STOP EATING THE ICE FROM THE GLASS THAT YOU DRINK OUT OF, BETTER YET, ORDER NO ICE!!!!!!! Needless to say, D brought Cat and I back to the Park and Ride and we left Portland and headed back to Augusta to pick up Gary and our friend from High School, Mike (it was his birthday) and go eat at BONANZA!!!! However, no one paid for Mike's dinner even though it was his birthday. I think the invite went something like this; "Mike, you wanna go eat with us tonight at Bonanza, we're not paying for you but you can come eat with us, Oh, and its your birthday, sweet, we're still not paying for you." LOL, happy birthday big guy!!!!! Bonanza was fantastic (well for me) Cat and Gary didn't get their food for about 40 mins past the time they ordered. Mike and I were already finished by the time they got their food.... I actually remember Cat attacking Mike's steak when he went to get a refill on his soda. Poor girl was hungry..... Gary blamed it on the baked Haddock that Cat ordered, but I just think it was because the cook at the order slip and forgot to cook it for them. Bonanza hasn't changed much since I worked there was I was 15..... I mean even the same people work there. Bus Boy becomes Manager, Cooks stay cooks, Call girl becomes Cashier; Man the progression in that place is to DIE for. We left Bonanza made a quick stop at "Shop and Save" for some unmentionables and proceeded back toward Sidney to a local "hot spot" called "Jonathans". OK Y'all. I walked into the joint and immediately thought of the movie, "Sweet Home Alabama". The place is scary!!! The bar was scary, the eating area was scary, the staff was scary, the locals were scary and everyone was staring when we walked in. It was like the record screeched all noise came to a stop when we walked in. "OH NO, AN OUTSIDER" After the music started back up we all grabbed drinks and headed outside on the "Patio" to visit and drink our beer. Ok, that was a joke. (We had to go out there because Cat smokes when she drinks and you cant smoke inside in Maine) SO... we're out there with all the freaks, some construction workers from Alabama who are missing teeth but make for great conversation and great picture props (attached). Some 500 lb women who had on white jeans with camel toe for days and all her girlfriends with their Aqua net Hair-do out for their "Night on the town"... wooo hooo, hold me back. So after taking 8 Jell-O shots and feeling nothing from either the alcohol or sugar we decided to call it a night, plus it was midnight and they had called "last call". YES I'M SERIOUS, LAST CALL @ Midnight!!!! WTF???!!!! So dropped off Mike at his house, went home to Cat's, checked email, played with Alley cat, crashed out. We needed much sleep because it was going to be a LONG day on Saturday (Reunion Day).... and it was on like Donkey Kong Y'all. I'm telling you, you dont want to miss Maine Saturday Blog tomorrow. Cat made for some great stories..... Until then!!!..................
