So I’m looking over possible cards to send to Erin tomorrow and this one made me LOL to the point where I had to stop browsing:

I also instantly thought of someone to send this to:

But this one made me think of a little story:

Actually it made me think of a lot of stories, some I’m not going to share. But this one is always a winner (in my mind). See, my college roommate Staci had a car*. With PSU Altoona being in the middle of fuckall, it was nice to know someone with a car and someone who had access to it, meaning her boyfriend Kos.
So Kos and I had a similar class schedule and we liked each other very much and hung out quite a bit. Once the weather turned nice, we would sometimes go out tooling around in Staci’s car. She knew this; there was nothing going on (*cough*). So anyway, he was always suggesting that we go for ice cream at The Meadows. The Meadows is a great place to go for ice cream and is nowhere near campus. So it involved a long drive, in two directions, with ice cream in the middle.
So we would go and get ice cream cones and eat it in the parking lot and watch people buy ice cream and talk about Star Wars and writing and board games (we were both mad for board games — ah, the stories I’m thinking of now) and other geekiness (and a fair amount of naughtiness). On April 4, which I remember b/c this was on the car radio, he decided that even though I hadn’t finished my cone, he was going to go ahead and drive a different way back to campus. That was fine by me b/c usually I’d feel like I was boring him b/c I took forever to eat my ice cream (and still do) and he would finish and have to sit there while I’d talk and eat.
Out of the blue as he’s driving, he says, “I’m glad you suggested that place.” Meaning the Meadows. He was from out of town & didn’t know about it and I as a “local” could refer people to places.
So naive me says something like, “Oh yeah. It’s great.”
And Kos says, “Because I could watch you eat ice cream all day.”
Let me just end this story here. And no, S, I won’t continue it IRL so don’t even ask (but if you give me $4000, I’ll eat an ice cream cone for you). But I will add this: Hawk has said much the same thing (he & Kos are very similar creatures). And I recently took a picture of an ice cream cone I’d begun to eat:
You can kind of see where I was going with this. I didn’t take the photo to show any ice cream consuming technique; I took it to show the size of the cone (this was the “small”).
Now I’m not entirely sure what I do that’s so wonderful when I eat ice cream but in the years since Kos made that statement, I have noticed men looking when I get a cone (sometimes I get one just to get attention b/c I’m like that). Maybe that’s just something all men do. I have no idea. I do recall eating a cone in the mall with him not long after that (it had become a joke w/ our crowd by then b/c I tell everyone these things, as is my wont) and he said, pointing, “See? That guy’s watching. And that guy too. And I can pretend you’re my girlfriend so they’ll all be jealous.”
But, again, that’s a whole ‘nother story. There’s another story about me eating ice cream while talking to him on the phone that… never mind. I think I’ll keep that one to myself. Ya know, Hawk might not even know that story. I may have to tell it to him tonight. It depends on how much cash he has. He already gave me a twenty so I’m thinking $3980 should cover it. Or he can pay the Target bill. Either way.
I’m off to get an ice cream cone. We have peanut butter cup and teaberry and, of course, Dublin Mudslide.
*Note to all about-to-be-college-freshmen: Before you find out who in your dorm sells weed, find out who has a car. B/c that fact could influence the other piece of information and actually ends up being way more important, believe it or not. When the vending machines are broken and no one’s delivering pizza, you might need a ride to the Qwikee-Mart. If they sell ice cream? Bonus. Bring your roommate’s boyriend.




















10 Comments
August 14, 2008 at 9:22 pm
Amen to the addendum. I could have used this piece of information my first time in the dorms.
August 15, 2008 at 12:26 am
really?
August 15, 2008 at 9:14 am
Next time you come visit, I’ll show you
August 15, 2008 at 9:35 am
Okay so I would love to post a link but my job blocked you tube yesterday – go to youtube and search for Liza Jessie Peterson def poetry and you should find a great poem about this very thing…
Love that you posted this it gave me a great giggle..
August 15, 2008 at 9:36 am
Ooh yay. I shall.
August 15, 2008 at 2:22 pm
[...] So.Very.Naughty. And a great example of why I love her. [...]
August 15, 2008 at 10:57 pm
hummmm….for me it’s watching my wife eat a pickle…
August 16, 2008 at 10:56 am
I like only soft-serve ice cream in cones so I can lick it all smooth, but I hardly ever get that cuz it’s not as tasty as real ice cream, which I prefer in a cup. This is probably why I do not have an extra $4000 right now…
August 16, 2008 at 11:25 am
Yeah this is actually a soft serve place but it’s actually really good. It has more flavor than other soft serve I’ve had plus they get creative with the flavors. My faves are birthday cake, cookie dough and peanut butter cup. Ice cream is usually just to hard to do the smooth lick (which is in my repertoire as well) but if you can get it on a very hot day so it’s all melty, it’ll work.
August 16, 2008 at 11:22 pm
LOL, love those cards. AND the cone….I had a cone that size once in Gettysburgh and it had almond joy ice cream in it. I get misty eyed thinking about it.