I must tell you the glorious tale of our adventures at Chili’s last night. As you may know from reading past entries in my blog, Chili’s is the official restaurant of the JETS, so naturally we’d choose to go there for dinner before Final Fantasy. Anyway, in her email that explained our plans, Chungy mentioned that she wanted to do something besides looking at a bunch of my CGs all evening. Because of that, I decided to bring my sketchbook to show off all the recent sketches I’d done. Evidently, the sketchbook attracted the attention of one of the waiters. He had spiky black hair, earrings, and a 6B graphite pencil with a giant Pichaku on the end. He asked if he could see my drawings. Chungy jumped on the situation and told me to show him the drawing of Professor Trelawney. I showed it to him, and Chungy immediately started taunting him with “I bet you’ll never figure out what it’s a picture of!”. After about 10 seconds of staring at it, he said “Is it Harry Potter turning into a woman?” Naturally, we all started laughing our heads off. Loudly. We attracted many stares. We were amused.

Because he rather liked my art, he decided to give me the pencil, sans Pokemon eraser capper, and introduced himself as “Swift”. Still thinking along the lines of gratitude for the pencil gift, I shook his hand, saying “Why thank you!” I immediately realized what I had said and we all laughed again. He said something along the lines of “no, I meant ‘what’s your name’.” I responded “My name is ‘Why thank you’!” He responded “So what’s up, Why Thank You?”. Good times, good times.

Somewhere during our conversation, Chungy brought up WIAN, which he thought was nifty. He mentioned a deep interest in the internet, and told me that he could get me a thousand extra hits a week. Rather dubious, I thanked him anyway. He kept making reference to his “sources”, which were clearly meant to try to impress me, though it wasn’t that effective. Oh well. He tried. XD

Chungy was quite convinced that he was trying to hit on me, which was probably rather accurate. I was certainly amused. While at Chili’s, we also got to see Brian the Evil Waiter, who once snubbed us when we brought in a group of 16 and refused to seat us, even though we had called ahead for reservations at least 5 hours in advance, instead choosing to seat a pack of anorexic teenyboppers from Urseline, a semi-rival all-female school. We had a rather amusing segment on this topic in the farewell video we made for Nancy, who graduated this year. We even got some footage of Brian telling us exactly why we couldn’t be seated. The sound didn’t pick up that well because the restaurant was so loud, so we plan to dub out his voice with amusing comments such as “I haven’t had a date in years” and “I live in my mother’s basement”. It’s a rather mature way of dealing with minor annoyances, don’t you think?

This post has gotten to be quite long. I should shut up now, don’t you think? Why sure.