August 20, 2003
A Night at the Blue Bar

So, instead of hitting the gym like two good little girls, DeeDee and I decided to go out for a couple drinks at a new bar/restaurant/lounge place called Blue. And, because we can't go out and have fun without our Third Musketeer, we convinced Suzie to join us.

Once we were all present and accounted for, and had alcoholic beverages in front of us, we got the party started.

I'm pretty sure we were having the most fun of anyone there. DeeDee shared the story of her Faux Step-Brother's recent property invasion and apple theft with Suzie (she'd told me the unbelievable tale yesterday), and she was just as indignant, disgusted, shocked and appalled by the Faux Step-Brother's dastardly deed as I had been. (Just by way of clarity, not that it's my story to tell, or anything, FS-B is in no way, shape or form a blood-relation of DeeDee; his mother is married to D's father. He seems to think he's her step-brother. Anyway, Faux Step-Bro trespassed onto DeeDee and her husband's property in Oregon, picked a couple of their apple trees clean, and left a bag of onions as some sort of gift, or offering, or something. Maybe that's considered a good trade in Redneck Land, but in the Real World, it's disgusting and so very wrong! Anyway . . .)

Suzie had a tale of Redneck Hick idiocy to share as well, wherein a Mr. and Mrs. Whitefolk (our new name for white-trash hicks) decided they needed to use firearms to protect their precious road from people who were, in fact, invited onto their property. Everything ended peacefully, but it just goes to show you how stupidly paranoid redneck folk can be.

I felt bad that I had nothing to contribute to the theme of the evening. The only news I had was that a picture of Bubblegum Alley I took last year will be published in an upcoming issue of Budget Living Magazine. (I guess I can mention it, since it's pretty much a done deal now.) Fun and exciting, yes, but not quite as entertaining a tale as either of theirs. I really must get out more!

Oh, I can't even begin to describe how much fun it was to be out with The Girls again! We laughed at other people's expense, condemned the stupidity of Redneck Hick Not-Relatives and Redneck Hick Strangers, and basked in our own intelligence and good sense. We gave the little blonde waitresses a hard time (all in good fun, of course), but left a hearty tip to make up for it.

In the end, I believe we decided that the drinks were good, the atmosphere was so-so, and the appetizers sucked. Well, DeeDee thought they sucked. I thought the mushroom caps stuffed with bleu cheese and a walnut were pretty tasty, and Suzie agreed. DeeDee is apparently not a fan of bleu cheese. However, we all agreed that if you're in the mood for crab cakes, you might want to try either Mission Grill or Steamers. Or just grab a couple from the seafood section at Albertson's. Just trust me on that one. Cheers!