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Aug. 4th, 2006 08:11 amSo, I went to Ikea with my sister yesterday. Thank God I have a 'handicapped' placquard for my truck, because those parking spaces are TINY. I drive an extended cab pick'em up truck, and being blind in one eye (thank you, ON) makes it difficult for me to park when there are other cars around. Without the use of the handicap spots, I could very well hit a LOT of vehicles. As it is, I still usually need to back up and and pull back in at least once, unless the parking spot is at an angle.
That so wasn't the point when I started typing this.
Anyway, we went to Ikea, where I could easily have spent a bazillion dollars. They have enough cool things in the childrens department, that I could go into debt for years just decorating my kids' rooms.
All I ended up buying was a lingdonberry icee and a bag of chocloate covered toffees that my kids like. I've got NO money (especially after our vacation).
On the way home from Ikea (my sister bought a great dining room table that she plans to use as a huge coffee table once she has the legs cut down), we passes a pub.
Pubs arent' all that common around here. In fact, I know of precisely three in a twenty mile radius. It is, after all, Arizona. However, this particular pub was called the Tilted Kilt. Cute name, no? I guess it's supposed to be like the Hooters of pubs, except with short skirts instead big boobs.
That's when the idea came to us. How much money would women (or gay men) pay to go to a pub or themed restaurant where the waiters were hot men, and wore kilts? No shirt (preferably), just kilts and Doc Martens or combat-type boots? Mmmmmmm. *wipes drool off of chin* If there is already a place like this, I want to visit it.
Sometimes it's nice to be shallow for a while...
That so wasn't the point when I started typing this.
Anyway, we went to Ikea, where I could easily have spent a bazillion dollars. They have enough cool things in the childrens department, that I could go into debt for years just decorating my kids' rooms.
All I ended up buying was a lingdonberry icee and a bag of chocloate covered toffees that my kids like. I've got NO money (especially after our vacation).
On the way home from Ikea (my sister bought a great dining room table that she plans to use as a huge coffee table once she has the legs cut down), we passes a pub.
Pubs arent' all that common around here. In fact, I know of precisely three in a twenty mile radius. It is, after all, Arizona. However, this particular pub was called the Tilted Kilt. Cute name, no? I guess it's supposed to be like the Hooters of pubs, except with short skirts instead big boobs.
That's when the idea came to us. How much money would women (or gay men) pay to go to a pub or themed restaurant where the waiters were hot men, and wore kilts? No shirt (preferably), just kilts and Doc Martens or combat-type boots? Mmmmmmm. *wipes drool off of chin* If there is already a place like this, I want to visit it.
Sometimes it's nice to be shallow for a while...