ImagineFL:
Friday, 5AM Eastern Standard Time (Sorry, almost broke out into some Rent lyrics) ;)
Friday turned out to be a weird day for me. I woke up at 5AM and got online to check to see if my paycheck was deposited. Bonus, I got shit on twice... the pigeon shit (paycheck) and the eagle shit (social security). ;D
So I showered, went to Starbucks for some joe and went back home to plot my day. I found a 250GB hard drive at Circuit City for $89 after rebates that would be perfect for my video rendering. But something in my morning was missing, so I waited until 9AM and called my hair dresser and booked a nooner and called my masseuse for a half hour session. Both worked for them. :)
I went and had a nice half hour session, concentrating on my neck area, left feeling refreshed and headed down to Circuit City to pick up my hard drive that I had ordered online the previous nice. I got that and arrived at the hair salon 10 minutes late, typical fag. :P Luckily, Zeque my hairdresser was running 20 minutes late.
I spend two and a half hours there, getting cut, waxed and my tips down, and of course, lots of gossip. From there I went to Mystic Tan (as seen on the current Real World) for a quick spray on tan to match my new hair.
What fun, I totally pampered myself! I needed a day like this for a long time.
After the fake tan, I went to Keith's (a Tampa Bar) for my usual daily drinks and had a ball there. I stayed a couple of hours and went home. After dinner and a couple of hours with my dog, I decided to go back for rounds two (cuter bartenders are on second shift, and of course, the strippers).
About five miles from the bar, I got a call. You know, one of those numbers that show up on your caller ID that you dread... the number that shouldn't be calling that late. I saw the name come up "Just Jack" and my stomach sank. I answered it and got the news that I suspected, our friend Terry had passed away about an hour ago, at home with some family and friends with him.
I think I have talked to some others here from Tampa, and you might know Terry Becker. He owned Keith's for years before he sold it. He was a daily regular there and I am SO lucky that I found that little bar when I moved to Florida two years ago. I am truly blessed to have known such a great, kind man. His celebration of life will be held Thursday from 2-4 PM at Keith's.
Sorry for the ramble... my fingers just had too much pent up energy tonight.
Patrick
Teresa:
Im so sorry for the loss your friend.
Hugs Teresa
ImagineFL:
Thanks, Teresa... we all knew it was coming and had prepared for it. At least his long suffering with emphysema is over and he is in a better place.
Take care, Patsy
cmhjeff:
Gay time :) You can break out into Rent anytime! Love Rent! Sorry to hear about your friend Terry. :( Jeff