With the recent demise of Ms. Peach's car it has become necessary for a guest to fill in the blog until she can locate a new permanent mode of transportation. In acknowledgement, it seemed only appropriate to reminisce about one of the last eventful trips taken in said car. Below contains the events as remembered during the author's visit to
The events actually started the day before when during an exploratory trip to Newnan the fearless pair (Ms Peach and Mr. Hawkeye) managed to successfully locate a movie theatre, which was conveniently located next to a Cold Stone Creamery. Well after a mere 24 hours of dreaming about the ice cream, Ms. Peach declared that the evening's plans would include a trip to Cold Stone Creamery.
That evening Ms. Peach and Mr. Hawkeye bounded out the door and up the driveway to the the Mystique always wondering what mystery might be in store for them tonight. They pulled out of the neighborhood and onto the main road running through PTC. Ms. Peach informed Mr. Hawkeye to keep a look out for Cold Stone located somewhere on the right. Not thinking much about it, Mr. Hawkeye delightfully gazed out the window almost tasting the tantalizing ice cream already. Seconds became minutes and Mr. Hawkeye realized that there was no Cold Stone in PTC but instead he would have to survive the drive to Newnan (waiting 15 minutes must be like Chinese water torture when it involves Cold Stone). During this wait it occurs to Mr. Hawkeye that Cold Stone is located on the left hand side of the street, not the right. He very meekly brought this point up to Ms. Peach who very politely informed him that he should remove his foot from his mouth as he was clearly wrong and Cold Stone would be on the right. Mr. Hawkeye is not known for his sense of direction so he politely accepted the statement of Ms. Peach and went back to dreaming of ice cream.
As the pair began to approach the shopping district in Newnan, Mr. Hawkeye realized that all the stores were in fact on the left hand side as he had remembered. So once again he suggested to Ms. Peach that she switch lanes in preparation for taking a left turn into the shopping district. This time Ms. Peach verbally assaulted him asserting that saying Cold Stone was on the left was akin to suggesting the sun rose in the West. Well after a heated confrontation, in which Mr. Hawkeye tried to point out the Chili's where the pair had an eventful lunch the previous afternoon, he sulked into his chair to lick his wounds.
Before long Mr. Hawkeye was vindicated as Ms. Peach realized her error and begrudgingly anointed Mr. Hawkeye king as he so deserved. So you readers may ask where is the death defying story…this is after all a tale of ways that GA is out to kill Ms. Peach. Well here come the fateful events.
Not be sufficiently prepared to turn left, the duo had to make a U-turn (yes perfectly legal, in fact almost encouraged in the state of GA) to back track and head towards the Cold Stone. Headed in the proper direction (and now with Cold Stone on the right side…maybe Ms. Peach was planning this all along…intervesting [strokes pointed beard]) Ms. Peach turns into the entrance for the movie theatre.
The car had traveled no more than 5 feet before the payment gave way to a dirt parking lot filled with car smashing boulders and car eating divots. Mr. Hawkeye was trembling in fear thinking his life would end without even getting to enjoy Cold Stone one last time. Well somehow, Ms. Peach fearlessly navigated the craggy "parking lot" and got the pair back to the main road. However, as they waited another car prepared to turn into the same obis. Sadly, the pair was not able to sufficiently alert this other car in sufficient time and to this day they are not sure whether the car's occupants have been heard from.
27 comments:
Hmmm...not exactly how Ms. Peach remembers it. In Ms. Peach's defense, the last time she listened to Mr. Hawkeye's directions the pair ended up in Chilean Harlem with razor wire, guard towers, and the token screaming baby. But hey there was food involved this time. Ms. Peach's mistake.
Yes and its never wise to get between Mr. Hawkeye and his food. The hypoglycemia probably affected my memory. I would also disagree that it was Mr. Hawkeye's fault they ended up in Chilean Harlem. There was equal sense of being lost on that trip, we both were guessing left and right how to get home alive
I do believe Ms. Peach felt fairly safe stuck on the random sidewalk between the prison wall and the mountain. There was a guard tower on the other side of the wall and razor wire keeping bad Chileans away from the lost pair. O wait, she felt safe until the huge hole in the wall. At least it was safer then the Santiago Zoo.
Penguins, that's all I have to say. I could have had me a penguin but nooo!
I could have had me a grizzly bear but you know how hard that would have been to get through customs?
Well considering how you got those apricots through customs, how knows you may have gotten a brown bear through as well
ummm... i thought mr. hawkeye would explode if he ate ice cream.
Could it be that Ms. Peach is turning into he mother? Busy baking, calling for recipes, and now getting direction turned. Makes me so proud. (Wipes away a tear)
There are U-Turn Only lanes in Texas. Crazy but true.
This post is actually quite evil. Now I want Coldstone and it's only 9:45 am. I guess MY Mr Hawkeye will be happy when I suggest getting it after tennis tonight. Ms Peach can be satisfied with the fact that she's spreading the love.
Well at least we didn't talk about the cute waiter we found at the wonderful pizza restaurant (Partner's) that we went to.
Oh and for the record I had a calzone and she had the chicken cordon bleu, but I'm sure the pizza is to die for.
As I continue to be the only commenter: can Mr Hawkeye elaborate on the eventful Chili's lunch?
Hmm...page refresh and I am not the only commenter. Sorry Justin.
I didn't think either of you could eat ice cream, maybe it's different if it's from a creamery...
Also, for clarification, is there more than one Mr. Hawkeye? Karin implied there was and I just wanted to check.
Also, U-turns are encouraged in Michigan, they're part of the "Michigan Left" system (turn right and then make a U-turn so all traffic is going straight or turning right through the intersection).
No neither Ms Peach or Mr Hawkeye can eat ice cream without chance of death. But it is discussed and they decided that Cold Stone was worth the chance.
No there is only ONE Mr Hawkeye. Karin is confused, again.
The eventful Chili's lunch was probably not so remarkable for the lunch itself, although Mr. Hawkeye was not a fan of the waitress, but instead quite remarkable for the events it precipitated that evening. In efforts to find Hawkeye compatible food the ordered nachos came covered in more grease than a summer fair pig. This was probably in part responsible for Mr. Hawkeye missing the 4th quarter of the SuperBowl in order to kindly play chauffeur for Ms. Peach
Well I think Ms Peach had the short end of the stick in the Chili adventure. Not many people have had the "privilege" to see Ms. Peach turn paler than she normally is.
Yes I do believe that if Ms. Peach had stood next to Casper, it may well have looked like Casper just returned from a visit in Bermuda. It'll soon be all better though.
I'm glad to hear that Ms. Peach and Mr. Hawkeye (the one and only, apparently) made it safely to Coldstone.
Though... Shouldn't the story about Ms. Peach trying to melt the shake in her sink be included? It's my understanding that it was quite the adventure in itself.
Yeah I think that would be a post entitled "when pumpkin shakes attack."
If you're going to call it that you might as well hire a camera crew and some desperate actors to reenact that whole thing. You could sent the footage in to FOX and probably make a million dollars. They're really good at finding quality television programming to air...
Why would we hire desperate actors. We have to desperate ex-grad students. I think the lives of Erin and Justin would make an intriguing reality show. We could be Paris and Hilton and travel the country with our stuffed sheep
Do you mean Paris Hilton and Nicole Richi? Or is there a new one called the Schizo Life where Paris kills Nicole for failing to tell Paris that she was waring an ugly outfit. Then Paris does the show by herself thinking she is two people?
If not that, then Justin can be Paris and I'll be Nicloe and it would be called the insanely rediulously bad luck life where even your food is out to get you. I think people would watch us on tv. We always get looks in real life. :)
Wow, I apparently need to work on my typing today.
Yeah it would be just like being back in Chili at the zoo..."(tug tug) look mommy crazy American tourists"
Chile?
I prefaced it with I needed to work on my typing. I appear to have caught a case of the Erinnese. I suppose I should just stick to studying physiology and stop blogging
I do never worry about fixing typos when typing with Erin. I'm much more particular when talking to my other, more literate, friends :)
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