Monday, May 21, 2007

The Oasis revisited

It's official, I'll be taking my leave of the Fishbowl in 4days and not looking back. I'll be moving across the river to a secluded complex within stomping distance from work, a diner, and a resturaunt. Next to a beverage center, near some batting cages and a liquor store...just down the way from a market. Basically I'll be living it up in a 700 sq ft apt. with deck overlooking a fetid duck pond. I say fetid, cuz I know there is a colony of leaches that I should be happy to remove from my junk once I have a few too many and decide to take a dip. Nerrrr.
I'm hopping on the cable train again...and using the already located, picked out, and fallen in love with Projection TV. Big white walls equal 4ft tall movie actors in my living room. Done and done. The place allows for a certain amount of freedom when it comes to painting and I can set up a relatively decent sized space. Bonus. I just hope a year from now should I choose to move that they aren't all that upset about the random paint I'm throwing around in the place. The only draw back I see with the new place is the kitchen. I'm not too sure the size of the kitchen will allow for extravigant meals and the stove is a smaller 4 burner, the size that allows you to bend a cookie sheet in half when you slam the oven door shut after blistering yourself up to the elbow.
I'll be posting before and after pictures once I get the pad outfitted.I guess you can say that I'm pretty psyched, yup....wicked psyched.
I've posted a couple pics from my vacation last week below, if you can name the two mutts in the pic hanging out in Gritty McDuff's Brew Pub in Portland win the prize or the day. If you can name all 4 monkeys at the Ice House in Saratoga... you get a free smack on the ass and lick on the cheek.


Willem said...

There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.

Shaggy Bob said...

welly welly well my fine sammy droog, you seem to have tolchocked the nail on the gulliver. A smack on the ass and a lick on the litso for you.