Pearl City

Yo, little male creature....LOL..... in the big black truck.... just because I am splashing through the parking lot in the rain to get into the store 

does NOT mean I want to stand and wait for you to pass. I saw you laugh. My daughter saw you laugh. All 9 people standing under the overhang 

of the store witnessed your rude behavior. Do you think any of them were impressed or awed by your cruel prowess? uh.... NO.... we all also 

do NOT need to wonder about any of your other prowess's either.....LOL...... You see some of us know that behavior like yours indicates 

fear. You reek of it! Your need to overcompensate with a big truck speaks volumes. what are you 5'4"......LOL....... wear a size 7 shoe? 

Would you do that to your daughter? Would you do that to your Mother? Your silly girlfriend, who was also laughing? Would you 

treat her like that? Her sister? Her daughter? Her mother? She is the same as you. Witless! But then I suppose that is what you need 

in order to feel greater than you are. A witless blond headed walking V-jj.  oooo I said it! You believe you have a prize. What you 

have is a money pit..... LOL....... Please take your things and relocate to the Stone Oak area!!!! They like your kind over there. Oh yeah 

one more thing you wanna-be cowboy....have ever even been near a real cow?

As we turned from the little farm to market road yesterday and launched ourselves full throttle down the highway a drum solo rolled 

at us from the speakers and we air drummed right through it. The timing was perfect! Da-da-dum-da-dum..... Like a movie 

soundtrack. 

We had stopped at the bank earlier. We were singing and chatting about our multi destinations when I turned off Charles and Shaggy

 opened her door. There right beside us in all his shiny black glossy glory was Horatio's vehicle. At the Bank!! We looked a teach other. 

Should we proceed on into the bank? I asked her if she had told anyone that the bank was to be our first stop? We decided to go on in 

and like a scene from a movie ..... she opened the first door.... I opened the second door. We get inside take four steps, stop and look around 

us. No Horatio, we march on up to the counter and to her question we reply I need money!. She looks startled and I whip out a check. 

Then she calls me by name. She had not seen my name yet. Shaggy and I turn looking for Horatio. He is not there. We engage in a conversation 

with our teller, our personal banker, and the customer in line to our right. We grab out money and run. Into the car glad to make our 

escape. There must have been mayhem in the vault. Our personal banker was dressed like he had a date for a Broadway play, there 

was another serious faced man standing around looking like an FBI agent we had never seen before. Even the tellers seemed a bit 

tense at first. At least until we got to chattering....LOL..... Since there was no crime scene in the lobby it must have been in the vault. 

OK .... time for a lesson in road etiquette. When someone pulls to the lane sized shoulder of the road to let you pass. Unless your arm is 

broken how about just a quick wave or flash of the lights to say thank you. How about treating others with the same respect you 

demand? Just a thought. Before this was all the sprawling tentacles of the city this was the country. We were neighborly and friendly.

I saw a sign yesterday that said...Men at Work.... there was not a single human around anywhere! This had me laughing for miles. My 

daughter did not see the humor. I found it wonderfully amusing.

We were on some prehistoric back road when we came upon a village named Pearl City and as we hit the city limit sign it was raining. 

As soon as we had driven the 1/4 of a mile to the other end of Pearl City it stopped raining. I was only raining with in the city limits. 

It was very strange and I would say about 13 seconds into surreal. 

My daughter now knows what ghost signs are and I am off to look up the history of the St. Regis Hotel..... Maybe it is haunted..... Sadly 

it is no longer a hotel........