It has now become apparent that I swear too much. Thanks to all of you who point out my shortcomings as a person. . .
As Red stated in her post today, I spent most of the morning texting her to find out when she and Duo were getting into Toronto, so I could pick them up at the airport. (And, if either of you had bothered to ask, there is a backseat in that little gap, it tucks into the side of the truck.)
So about 10:00 AM EST (9:00 CST), I go over to the airport to pick up Red and Duo. I make one pass around the terminal, ask some security guy if there was somewhere I could wait for them to land, there is, the cell phone lot. I wait there, Red tells me that they passed through customs, and I need to get down to the terminal. Ok, so I make one pass, no one out there, two passes, no one out there, third lap, I call Red, tell her that "I feel like Im running a fucking race, lapping this damn terminal," or something like that. Fourth lap, there they were, waving, jumping, and not wanting to sit in the little back seat of mine.
We drive around the outskirts of Toronto for a bit, and I WAS NOT LOST, just exploring. I asked what road the hotel was on, and after Duo told me what road, almost like I timed it (alas, I did not), the road was there, we make our way down, and find the hotel. Red and Duo went in to ask if there was somewhere we could put our bags, seeing as we had sightseeing to do. They let us check in early.
*SCHULTZIE'S TALES OF TRAVELLING MISADVENTURE*
We make our way to downtown Toronto, eat lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe, I bought my dad his stupid fucking bottle opener magnet, because he had to have one from Toronto. Anyway, we leave the Hard Rock, I check my pockets, and my cell phone is not there. Oh well, I guess I left it in the hotel room, we go back to rest before coming back to go to Midieval Times, phone isnt there. Check the truck again, phone not there. I ask the hotel, phone not there. Look in the bathroom of lobby, phone not there, YOU SEE WHERE IM GOING WITH THIS!?!?!?!?! IM IN TORONTO FOR ALL OF 6 HOURS, AND I LOSE MY FUCKING PHONE!!!!
This is one of those stupid mistakes that will functionally kill a weekend for me. Thankfully it didnt, but thats another story. I cant seem to go anywhere now without having something like that happening.
LETS RECAP JUST THIS YEAR:
Reel Foot Lake, Tennessee - I had that horrible day on the lake, slipped on the dock, broke a pole, fell in the boat (once because of the idiot at the resort, and the other because I waned to turn apparently)
Toronto - LOST MY FUCKING PHONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We are back at the hotel, Duo and Red are both passed out, and Im awake, how the hell does that work, I drove 10 hours to get to Toronto, I slept in my damn truck at a truck stop, talked with a friend in Florida for a good long part of the night. And I didnt take a nap before Midieval Times.
Anyway, I wake the ladies up, we proceed to get into my truck, and go down to the show. I noticed traffic getting slow up ahead so I took a little frontage road called "Lake Shore Blvd", just like "Lake Shore Drive" in Chicago (for the most part). Red told me I talked about home too much. Oh well.
Midieval Times was interesting, I immediately had something to drink (I wanted to get my mind off of LOSING MY FUCKING PHONE), we wandered around for a bit. And then we proceded to our section for the Blue Knight. It took everything in me to not just quote "Monty Python and The Holy Grail" and "Robin Hood: Men in Tights" during the demonstrations. Duo like the Blue Knight, he gave her a flower, Red liked the Game Master, because he was evil. I thought the wizard reminded me of "EyeGore" from "Young Frankenstein", "Wasnt your hump on the other side?"
We make it back to the hotel after the show, and get ready for Anime North, day one.
NEXT TIME, SPIKE SPENCER CREEPS OUT RED, THE LAST SUPPER OF VOICE ACTORS, AND DONT KILL YOUR DATE, AND OTHER COOKING TIPS...
