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The KC Tumblr Meetup was awesome last night. Thanks to everyone who came. Michelle should have been in this photo as well, but we waited a little too long to take this photo.

I don’t think any of us had the slightest idea of what we were getting into by choosing to meetup at the Cigar Box, with lounge singer and Krooner, Mr. Al Latta. Needless to say, the women had a GREAT time being serenaded the entire night. Click through to see a few photos of Matt belting out “Friends In Low Places”, and Jackie having a serious moment with Mr. Latta.

 Good times last night!  It was great meeting you all!  I guess I’m going to have to start posting more often, huh??

Two weeks down…one to go.  Only three chances left to see the greatest stage performance that Olathe has ever seen!

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irishmexi:

kcmeetups:

Tailgating Information

If you plan on attending Friday’s meet-up, send your phone number to irishmexi@gmail.com. We will be arriving around 5:00 and will text everyone with our lot number. For best results, enter from Gates 5 or 6 as we will be on the West side of the stadium. Tentative pre-game activities include bags/cornhole and jello shots. If you have something to contribute, include the pertinent information in your e-mail.

See you at the K!

So basically, I’ve only heard from 2 people…so that means it’s going to be 3 of us with a ton of jello shots getting drunk in the parking lot..PLEASE EMAIL irishmexi@gmail.com  IF YOU PLAN ON COMING!! gracias

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You know it’s gonna be amazing people. So RSVP already! I can’t handle the pressure of only 3 of us drinking the case of beer I have ready for Friday + irishmexi’s jello shots. Although I will give it my best.

 Make that 4 people.  RSVPing now!

Ok, friends, here’s some info about the show.

Tickets are $15 bucks. Since the theatre is fairly small, you will need to reserve tickets in advance. Click the pic for more info about the show and the theatre.

Spread the word!!

So my bday is fast approaching…this saturday in fact.  Now, the last few bdays have been uneventful, friends either working or otherwise occupied save for a few hours at the local watering hole.  As much fun as going to a bar for the celebration is, this year I’d like to do something different…especially since I’m back in KC after 3 years.  Problem is, I’m not sure what to do.  The roomie/usual gang are in Seattle for a comic book convention and I don’t work all weekend, so I’m pretty much on my own.  Anyone have any suggestions of fun things to do?

I know, as do most people that work at/dine at the CCF, that our highest selling items are our cheesecakes.  In Los Angeles, it was almost like pulling teeth to get a table of 4 to share one slice let alone 2 or 3.  Here in good ole KC, selling 2 or 3 is the norm, much to the delight of my managers and my bank account.  Yesterday, I was shocked to the point of disgust at the extent of the love that KCers have for our delicious desserts.  Let me elaborate.

At around 3 pm, when the restaurant was at it’s slowest, 3 rather “big boned” ladies walked in to the restaurant and were sat in my section.  After greeting these food fans and launching in to my monologue of specials and features, my table informed me they were there only for dessert.  After which, each promptly ordered 5 different slices of cheesecake.  That’s right, 15 total pieces in 15 different flavors.  Since high dessert sales are strongly encouraged and rewarded, I happily rang in the order and delivered said confections to my eager guests and bid them enjoy.

About 10 mintues later, after finishing those agonizing side duties that we have to do, I returned to the table to find that more than half of the plates were empty save for a few bits of whipped cream and chocolate sauce.  The look on the faces of my satisfied patrons gave me the sense that they had indeed enjoyed themselves and were ready to call it a day.  Much to my suprise, each woman ordered an additional 5 slices to go.  That’s 30 slices of cheesecake.  Now, there comes a moment in the lives of every server when they have to stop and ask themselves “Should I really be allowing these people to slowly kill themselves like this.  Shouldn’t I say something?”  Of course, in today’s culture of “the customer is always right”, I can’t dissuade my customers from spending money on something they most clearly don’t need so I ring in the additional treats and deliver them in individually packed plastic containers. 

The women payed, tiped generously, and slowly waddled out the front door(as mean as it sounds, waddled is the only word to describe the scene I witnessed).  As I closed out my checks, I couldn’t help but ponder a few things:

The US is the fattest country in the world.  The US is the unhealthiest country in the world.  We do it to ourselves and no one seems to care.  Corporations don’t mind, as long as cash keeps flowing in.  Consumers don’t mind, as long as they have the freedom to chose what they put into their bodies and the freedom to sue said corporation when they develop serious health problems (McDonalds found that out the hard way).  When is enough, enough.  When will companies take responsibility for the goods they provide to their consumers?  When will consumers take responsibility for what they put in their bodies instead of passing blame onto the providers?  I guess when the almighty dollar has a major fall from grace and the right to choose is secondary to the right to suffer the consequences of your bad decisions.

So today, after I got off work, I went for a run for the first time in and least 2 y*mumblemumble*s.  In Olathe, there is a great bike path that runs next to a creek.  It’s very picturesque and makes for a great run.  I gotta say, though, now I remember why I loved swimming so much.  Running sucks my big toe.  Happily, I did manage to make it almost 2 miles, which is pretty good for a non runner.  I can already feel a great nights sleep coming on…good thing too cause I haven’t been sleeping well lately.  Too bad I have to work a double tomorrow or I’d go out again.  Looks like Saturday will be day two!

Sunday at the CCF was amazingly slow.  I spent the whole day there and didn’t fiigure I would make any money.  That is until a nice, older couple came in.  After a few drinks and a couple of our great new snack plates (and a slice of our delicious Red Velvet Cake Cheesecaake) they decided to leave me a whopping 80% tip!!!  You two made my day that much better!  Thank You!!

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menstrom:

I am about halfway through this book and really looking forward to seeing the movie.

 I loved this book. Though it did make me physically ill at one point. I will definitely be seeing the movie.

 Trailer looks amazing…I guess a trip to the bookstore is in order.

                                         Ode to a Whirlpool

Dear, dear Whirlpool, that doth warm my clothes with such eagerness,

Oh, dryer, you shining example of early 80’s home appliance technology with your flexible, silvery hose spreading your spring fresh breath to all the world

Why must you torture me so?  Why must you withhold your very nature from me?

Your front-loading door, once beckoning, now mocking.

My work pants are wet, my socks cold, my heart broken.

Old age has set in for you, a scrap heap is in your future.  You will be missed.

At least until next week when we get a new one!