Pizza, Ice Cream and Wimmins

I went for an afternoon of geocaching before it would be time to pick up LA Girl at JFK, and while checking the back of a road sign for a hidden cache, I happened to look upward and saw a JetBlue airplane fly past. Is it that time already?

A few text exchanges and I finally met LA Girl for the first time, waving to her as I tried to squeeze into the terminal. I had forgotten that airplanes tend to carry more than one occupant, and had to fight a crowd of cars all looking to pick up loved ones, friends, cargo, drugs or whatnot.

The drive from JFK to midtown went amazingly fast though. We made friendly small talk while I tried to resist the urge to put on 80s music, which I knew she HATED with a passion. (Who hates a decade of music anyhow?)

I finally dropped her off at the hotel and stashed my car at a Hertz parking garage. The attendant almost had a fit when I told him I wanted to keep it here for a few hours.

“You’ll need to be back here by 10 if you’re not doing overnight.”

“Sure, no problem.”

“Make sure you’re back here BEFORE 10.”

“Sure, not a problem.”

“You HAVE to be here before 10, got it?”

… … … … …

“How ’bout I pick it up at 9?”

He shrugged and gave me my ticket. Dweeb.

Anyhoo, it was back to the hotel, where LA Girl met me on the corner, and we were off. It’s been a while since I’ve actually walked with anyone, so I didn’t really know just how much of a slow walker I was until we started walking together.

*pant *pant* pant*

I stopped every now and then to get a shot of the city with my new camera, only to realize every time I did so LA Girl was 20 blocks ahead of me. It was like a scene out a of Wil E. Coyote and Road Runner cartoon.

*pant* *pant* pant*

Eventually we stopped at Whole Foods, her getting sushi and me opting for, what else, pizza. :-D Only this was prosciutto pizza too, mmm mmm MMM! The supermarket was HUGE, and oddly enough, what I remember most about is was the trash receptacles being divided up into at least 5 different bins, each one for different items. Including one for cell phones.

After that it was a quick walk back to Tasti D-Lite, mmm mmm MMMM. It wasn’t exactly ice cream, sort of like a cross between frozen yogurt and regular ice cream, but it was indeed tasty. We enjoyed some bantering back and forth again while a crowd of college aged folks started gathering in the store, including a few girls. I watched them to see if any of them would look my way and acknowledge my existence, and sure enough, one of them did, thus proving my theory that women do indeed pay more attention to me when I’m with company of the female persuasion. Well maybe. Perhaps she was really looking THROUGH me.

After the ice cream, it was another quick walk back to the hotel, where we bid each other adieu and good night. Overall I had a good time, I was glad to help a fellow conservative get situated in the city and ready to enjoy a week of sightseeing. For once it was nice to mingle with an actual human being, rather than the usual liberal crapbags I have to deal with here in a regular basis.

And now that I’ve done it, I can go back to being my usual antisocial techno-hermit self. Yaaaaaaaaaaay me!

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