Today my friend Sassafras came down from Portland to visit for a few days. When I discovered the impending trip I jumped on the opportunity to give her a ride back from the airport, and thus began tonight's adventures.
The trip to OAK and back had humble beginnings. It was to be me driving out to the airport, picking Sassafras up, and driving back home. Soon afterward I invited HAL, a mutual friend of ours, to come along; Sassafras suggested bringing another friend named Mog as well. Tiny Dancer invited himself the day of, which made a total of four people going and five people coming back. My trunk has a lot of things in it, which meant that we would be riding with luggage in the cab.
I bicycled to work today, and I got off at six - four hours before landing. I walked home uphill because I am far too lazy to bike upward, arriving home at approximately 6:45 (I stayed and chatted with some co-workers after I clocked out for the day). I promptly went to my bedroom, turned on the overhead fan, stripped all excess clothing off and laid in the breeze for a while before beginning to doze off. At this point I set my alarm clock for 8:20, because I was to meet everyone at 8:30 and head off.
I awoke to the alarm's buzzing at 8:25 and stepped outside to discover Tiny Dancer and his friend Dasher waiting.
Dexter: "Is Dasher coming too?"
Tiny Dancer: "Nah, he's just dropping me off. Let's go!"
We spent about ten minutes smoking and discussing silly policies at my workplace before leaving. As we drove, I noticed my phone blinking and discovered several text messages and missed phone calls, and a new voicemail, all from HAL; when we arrived at Mog's house we were informed that HAL had been waiting for about twenty minutes. I hugged her and commented on her fancy dress, and when Mog wandered out we set out on our journey.
On the way to OAK, Sassafras called and said her flight had been delayed. Already late and appreciating the relief from hurry, upon our arrival in Oakland we detoured to the Panda Express near the airport and arrived just as they closed; luckily, just as we left the building and began to plot out a new distraction Sassafras called to say she had arrived. We went to the airport and circled the terminal, making faces at the other cars, while Sassafras got her baggage. We picked her up and swung bottles of cider around outside the car to scare people who might think they were wine as we left.
Arriving back at Mog's residence, a plan was formed: Split into two cars for comfort reasons, meet at the Denny's in Cordelia and drag Medium Dancer, Tiny Dancer's brother, along. The girls piled into HAL's car and called a Boys vs. Girls race to Denny's; Mog ran inside to grab her iPod and I, being the poor sport I am, immediately sped off. We arrived in time for a cigarette before the ladies caught up, and we all went inside. Medium Dancer arrived with a friend a few minutes later, just as our waiter appeared.
I have dealt with this particular waiter before, and he is absolutely insane; according to his long, one-sided conversations with me he has been to jail several times and has a particularly colorful past. Regardless of the truth behind his claims I want nothing to do with him and rarely go to this particular Denny's as a result. Tonight he decided to hit on Sassafras, Mog and HAL constantly, which was a hilarious change of pace. After dinner we enjoyed several rounds of Zombie Fluxx and then went our separate ways.
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