so you thought i had left never to return to this sphere of blogo. i actually thought about calling it quits on the blog, but i thought about all those people who might leap into a pit of vipers or plunge a knife into their significant-other's spine from the shock of no more trivia. and i decided i should press on, not for my sake, but for yours.
i actually have about 5 or 6 blog entries just sitting in my folder......just sitting there. unfinished. for all eternity. here are the topics:
1. pre-wedding shenanigans
2. wedding shenanigans
3. post-wedding shenanigans
4. street fair shenanigans
5. dodgeball shenanigans
6. up-coming-trivia-i-will-be-hosting shenanigans
and i have a few in my head that i want to post about, as well.
and so i would look at all my unfinished posts, think about how much i didnt want to write them, scoff, then go to bed. but ive finally mustarded up the courage and will post about something that resembles anything.......baby fish mouth.
(if you laughed at that last line, i commend you and your vast knowledge of things very important.)
im also kinda disappointed no one got the song title or artist, that would be one sam cooke, twisting the night away. i hope you people do better with this song lyric challenge.
im only going to tell this one story cause it was one of the most frightening experiences of my life, and im already tired of typing. here goes:
mrs. ktl had flown back to atlanta for her own pre-wedding stuffs, while i had to stay up here in nyc for work. i got a late start on saturday cause tadpolebear needed me to take his golf clubs to atlanta and we had to have a little lunch as well. so i headed out at about 3 pm, which puts me into atlanta at around 5 am if i drove non-stop. i debated whether or not to keep on, keepin on, or stop and rest somewhere in the carolinas. i decided on the holiday in express near charlotte.
now i had intended on stoppin in charlotte but i was engrossed on some program in my xm radio and missed the whole damn city. so i drove about 20 miles south and found holiday inn express. i pulled in at about 2 am, hungary and tired. i asked the hotel guy if he knew of any all-night pizza places or a waffle house near-by. he said that there was a waffle house about 1 mile down the road. excellent, i miss waffle house being up north of the mason-dixon.
i should have realized what i was getting myself into as i pulled into the parking lot. 4-5 beat-up patched-up pick-up trucks, and one 80's black camero.....2am......20 miles outside of charlotte (east bumblefuck). but i have always had pleasant experiences in waffle house, save a few times when there was no coke available. i walked in and immediately thought about turning around and leaving. 5 tables of all whites folks. 2 of the tables filled with camo-clad teenagers back from a night of drinking and cross-burning. 2 tables of big ole country boys also in camo. and 1 table with a couple, the guy had on a wife-beater. also, every....single.....guy.....a shaved head.
now i know what you're thinking. "klt, we white people arent all bad."
i know this. hell, all of my groomsmen were white. i love you crazy crackers.
i went to uga, ive been around country boys. but these were a different breed altogether. at uga, they were at least smart enough to get into college. these guys were backwoods. and backswoods boys dont take well to city folk and especially don't take well to asian ones.
its hard to describe what it feels like to disriminated against. most of yall probably are hopelessly stuck in the majority, and most of the time i feel white. but this particular night i never felt more asian.
after i walked in, i sat at the counter, just wanting to order some take-out, then haul ass back to the hotel. i sat and waited.....and waited......and waited. after 5 minutes of NO ONE talking to me. i said to myself, i'll wait 10 more minutes then ill leave. so i waited and waited. this entire time i was glancing around the restaurant. and that couple that was sitting in the corner. the guy was GLARING at me. it was super creepy. i must have looked in his direction 5-6 times, and every time he was turned toward me just.....glaring. with his shaved head, goatee, stained wife-beater. jean shorts, tatoos running up and down his arms. this dood was scary.
after 14 minutes of waiting, i was almost ready to leave when one of the older server asked a younger girl server "you have someone at the bar, have you taken his order?" now, this girl had been standing in front of me the the entire time. at first she had been doing the dishes, then she rang someone out on the registar, then she had just stood in front of me staring off into space. this whole time, i had been patiently waiting 14 minutes for someone to help me. infuriating. so after she reluctantly took my order, i had to endure another 10 minutes of That Guy glaring at me. im not scared of most people, i may not look like much, but i could hold my own ( i have deceptive slowness (im also a ticking time bomb of nails and teeth and kungfu)). but this guy scared the bejeesus outta me.
FINALLY, my food was done. i paid. then power walked back to my car. silently praying "dear lord, please make me a bird, so i can fly far far away. dear lord, please make me a bird, so i can fly far far away" got in my car and hauled ass back to the hotel.
after i got back, i went back to the hotel guy and informed him that if anyone should come looking for a place to eat at 2 am, and they look like me, dont send them to waffle house.
he said "what do you mean 'look like you?'" and i honestly think he didnt understand.
so i said "ya know....not white"
and i told him my sordid tale. he said he was sorry and that he never had that kind of experience at that waffle house. and i had to explain to him the difference in skin tone between him and me.
so that is my tale of pre-wedding shenanigans.
1. in afi's list of top 100 greatest movies, what is the highest ranked movie out of the 90's?
2. "cure for insomnia" is the longest movie ever made, to the closest hour, how long is it?
3. what was the first movie by pixar to have a rating higer than g?
4. what are the 3 largest lakes in the world?
5. what novel ends with these lines: "it is a far, far better thing that i do, than i have ever done; it is a far far better rest that i go to, than i have ever known."
and dont forget the song lyric challenge!