Off work today… cuz I’m a gangsta ( read “lazy”). Kat got a call from work late this morning that some horse had issues and it’s foal died. All I know is that Kat was asked to take the deadling to Guelph for an autopsy(?). My first concern was exactly how the transport would take place. Kat said she’d take her Escape and put him in the back. Knowing Kat too well, I first assumed that she’d buckle him into the front seat and prop him up so he could look out the window. Figured she might also get him a small chocolate milk at Tim Horton’s and some sunglasses from the dollar store so the sun wouldn’t hurt his eyes. Kat tells me each night she’d rather have married a horse.
Hit the Sushi Hut for a fergalicious lunch with Kat and Girdy. Haven’t had them lovely veggie rolls in a while. Girdy updated us on his promotion within the cult, approaching anniversary with Stacey and possible plans to move out with his bro Adam. Brief mention was made of next weekend when we’ll be getting together at least once for some boozin’. Sounds like it’ll be Saturday for those interested. This is also Shaun’s birthday, so he’s definitely not invited.
Went to Niagara Falls after lunch to return some merch at Future Shop. Also hit the Wal-Mart for some necessities. And by necessities I mean pretzels and them new Spicy Curry Lay’s. The lady checking me out turned out to be East Indian. The customers checking out ahead of me were greeted with a frown, but the sight of my ethnicly-motivated snack put a smile on her face. Guess she thought of the home land. After scanning the items through she pointed at the chip bag and muttered something that sounded like, “Do you have a coupon?”. In retrospect, I think she said, “You’ll need a pooper.” Thanks, kind lady.