A smarter person would not leave the office later than usual, especially knowing that laundry has to be done, and then go out for dinner in Decatur. I am not nearly handsome enough to warrant my ignorance.
I was enormously pleased to not only find a parking space in front of the Waschsalon, but also the necessary machines for my week’s worth of laundry vacant. Into the washer. Into the dryer. Fold. Go.
Perhaps the only oddity of my time at the Waschsalon last evening was watching a man put at least six dryer sheets into every dryer he used. He was dispensing dryer sheets like rappers peel off hundred dollar bills from a stack. I confess to being cheap, and love the smell of “freshness” provided by dryer sheets, but I can’t understand this extravagance.
Dinner In Decatur? Sure, Why Not
I knew that I didn’t have much food in the ITP Estate, why would I since I won’t be there to eat it for awhile, so I tried to go eat somewhere I haven’t been for some time. I drove all the way to Decatur to eat at The Marlay House, only I didn’t eat there.
Though tiny, I like that The Marlay House has its own parking lot, which was full when I arrived. I went to drive around the back to park in the “additional parking” (as the sign instructed) only to find a barricade blocking its entrance. I made a three-point turn and headed elsewhere.
Plan B was Twain’s, which has the same parking restrictions as The Marlay House. Had someone not vacated a spot as I entered their lot I would have been thinking about Plan C. I secured my parking space, and then a seat at the bar where I proceeded to have a couple of beers and dinner during the time I should have been home packing.
It was Team Trivia night at Twain’s last night, and the solo player seated two stools from me had no hope of winning.
Very first question: “Which cigarette company used the slogan ‘You’ve come a long way baby.'”
He did not the answer was “Virginia Slims” until I told him.
Third question: “Who was the comic counterpart to Mutt?”
He looked at me in astonishment when I told him the answer was “Jeff”.
By the end of the second round he was well out of the running and I needed to go home.
Where In The World Are My Euros?
I remember removing the spread of coins from my desk where they sat for over eight months. I remember separating the Euro coins from the American ones. I remember stacking and counting the Euro coins, totaling something around 12â‚¬. For the life of me I cannot remember what I did with them after that. I remember thinking about, but never actually purchasing, a coin purse.
Jesus Christ in two days I have mentioned galoshes and coin purses like it’s 1945.
Fortunately I did remember where I stored the paper Euros I had leftover from my last visit. Knowing that I would be returning to Germany this year I decided not to incur the hassle of converting them back to real money upon my return to The States last year.
One Cannot Pack And Watch “Top Chef” Simultaneously
This explains why I was up past 11:00pm packing last night, and am still not done. I am so close to finishing my rewatch of “Top Chef: Charleston” before I leave tomorrow! I will finish packing today after taking one more gander at the weather forecasted for Germany.
Make it a great Tuesday.