9-6-09 Sunday (Gettin’ Crabby OR Not)

Today’s entry is dedicated to our furry friends.  There’s one now.  Let’s take a look.

Throughout the weekend, I’d snap a photo or 2 and upload it to Facebook directly from my phone.  The comments about that guy (above) made for some great captions:

Roger - “I bet the plumber is on 'speed dial' at his house!”

Michelle - “I think I saw him upstate behind a tree!”

Peggy - “I know...I know...it's a chia fag...”

Anyway, we sat out by the pool.  Thanks again to Carl for grabbing “our” table so early.  The place started getting busier and busier.  Lunch time approached and we knew if we left the premises we’d lose our pool side spot along with our parking place.  Damn!  We have to eat at the resort!

After much wait for a menu, we placed our orders.  I played it safe with a club.  I wanted regular fries instead of the sweet potato fries.  Jim and Carl both ordered the Crab Beignets.  Tim order a California club.  We rolled our eyes at one another as we watched the waiter copy spellings and what-nots from the menu.  I knew this was going to be one hell of a ride.  My fries were wrong.  Carl’s fries didn’t come.  Jim & Carl both ate about 2 of their beignets and then commented on their emptiness.  I looked in horror.  I grabbed the camera.  I grabbed an employee.  I expressed my disgust.  He went to get our waiter.  Another guy stopped by the table and asked “how everything was.”  Mistake!  Tim almost had to physically restrain me.  I apparently jumped this guy.  He was condescending to Carl calling him sweetheart several times.  It’s a good thing he didn’t talk like that to me.  He would have known I was not his sweetheart. They remade one order of beignets.  They said another would come out.  It never did.  I was finished with my meal by the time the correct fries came out.  The waiter was an idiot blaming the lack of “a system”.  The end result.  $0 bill.  You’re damn right.

Above: Crab Beignets O’ Emptiness.

The crowds grew larger.  There were so many “characters” walking around.  Oh how we love to people watch.  Even better is to come up with names for these people and continue to use these fictitious names throughout our stay.

 Above: An Internet radio station had this fund raising booth open for donations.  The donor then spins and wins.  The prize size varied and depended heavily on donation amounts.

Above/Below: Carl spins. Above/Below: Carl wins! Above: Carl wins AGAIN.

Above: Jim is digesting a stressful lunch.

  Above: Some people shouldn’t wear thongs.

Above: Some people can wear thongs.

Above: Garret & Jim enjoying the pool.

Above: It’s getting very busy.

Above: Dancing and handstands?

Above: Notice the stuffed animals in Carl & Tim’s room window.  Later that night as they tried to sleep, someone knocked on their door/window and kinda drunkily sang “How Much Is That Doggy In The Window”.  It’s funny.  It’s OK to laugh.

Above: Yeah, that’s a man.

Above: “Crack kills”

Here’s some videos too!

Towel Twirler & Porta Potty announcement

 

Watch Carl win the FIRST time.

 

 

Watch Carl win AGAIN.

 

Come people watch with us!

Let’s see what Tim is doing:

Tim, did they charge extra for the fridge?  What’s that?  You had to bring your own fridge and coffee maker?  What a shame.  Can we see what you packed in there?

Wow.  We can’t help but notice that you’ve done so well at balancing the junk foods with the celery and carrots.  Cheers!

Tim wants to remind us that the website says “totally renovated”.  Just look below.

 

And outside …

Thanks Tim, you’ve been a lovely host.

For dinner, we walked across the street to Bob Evans.  We certainly weren’t going to try their “restaurant” again.

These were just my photos.  Unfortunately we didn’t get a chance to swap photos.  Tim had some photos of overflowing trash cans and even garbage on top of all the room air conditioners that was there up until 10am the next morning.  Pitiful.

 

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