Sunday (Poorly) Summarised
After finally managing to pry myself out of bed - and then the next leap - out of my room, I decided that some lunch out would be a good idea. And a bit of shopping couldn’t hurt either.
Rainy days are always good for shopping. Especially rainy Sundays.
Usually I’m the get in, *grab*, get-out sort of shopper. I don’t like shopping centres the least bit. I hate people that live in their own little dream world, stopping flat in the middle of busy walkways, and standing on escalators like they’re the newest rides at an amusement park. I go there in the complete knowledge of why I’m going and exactly what I’m getting and sometimes I’ve even rung beforehand to make sure what I want will be there waiting for me when I get there.
However, in my old age, I have mellowed somewhat.
I occasionally stop when I see big boxes with variations of the phrase ‘DVD sale’ on the sides. I even go to the trouble of sorting through the entire box to see if my favourite classic film is there on sale for $4.95 or if that new release has finally dropped to a more realistic price, allowing me to add it to my fast-growing collection.
The biggest exception to my rule though, is a rainy Sunday. The one time where most people go ‘Meh, bugger it’. And stay home.
The one time where I go ‘Wooo! Lets do it!’. And head to the shops. I love driving in the rain.
Today I knew exactly what I was after. Some of you will already know that my Marvel Comics obsessed eyes spotted these little gems at Toys ‘R’ Us the other day.
And in my ‘3-year old hiding in a 23-year olds body’ state, I simply had to buy them. All. Though imagine my dismay when my all-time favourite Marvel character - Spiderman, wasn’t included in any of the packs.
Cue some internet research and once again, bowing down to the mighty juggernaut that is Google Search, what should my keywords turn up? Exactly what I was looking for.
Without further adieu, I proceeded to the Target checkout with all four packs in hand, a girlfriend chuckling at my inner-child (and deciding, or rather being indecisive on the purchase of a new desk lamp) by my side. You know you’ve found someone special when they support your purchase of toys designed for a 3 year old.
Hell, I couldn’t afford them when I was 3 right? So who says I can’t have them now? 
After a solid lunch of KFC Twister(s) and some driving in the rain later (did I mention I love driving in the rain?) I found myself at home again, with a phone ringing.
On the other end was a completely unintelligible voice, merely laughing through the copper wires and doing a fine job of being totally incomprehensible with a suitably half-baked plan that was busy being cooked up about half-an-hour South of my position. This plan would involve bowling and dinner. It also meant I would get to drive in the rain again. And I’d get to see my really good mates from the local MINI-gang. Naturally, I had to accept the half-bakedness and join them on their adventure.
Oh how I love bowling. In what can only be described as the comeback of the century, I came from a dead last, gutter-ball ridden start - with what Kerrie diagnosed as a sexually-frustrated, pre-occupied mind, to finish third with a clear conscience and mind pure of thought. I had ascended to the upper echelon, cleansed my spirit of the impurities of gutter-thoughts and returned to the smoky, waxed floor world of goofy shoes and stale air to stage the bowling recovery of a lifetime. One that will be talked about at Warners Bay Super-Strike for years to come.
I finished on a grand-total of 80.
Immediately after, we looked for a dinner spot. We sat down only to be greeted with some horrific, Country-esque music being unreasonably blasted through a cheap, over-driven sound system. We left.
Headed to Beaumont Street and dined on some fine Hog’s Breath Cafe meals and finished the night off with some skipping down the main street to Cold Rock ice cream parlour, a rendezvous with a NEW new (R56) MINI - cool - and some fine chat amongst friends.
And that’s pretty much my Sunday wrapped up. So much for a summary eh?
