The highlight of today:
It may look like just an ear with an adorable little freckle, but there's more to the story!
Last summer I bartended at a brewery in beautiful Camino, California. One of my favorite regulars was Mike. He had a cat named Post-it that he brought everywhere with him like a dog (leash and all). On hot summer evenings when everyone would be on the lawn drinking and playing cornhole, Post-it and I would chill inside killing flies with the electric fly swatter, sneaking beer shots and generally rocking out. Mike and I were good pals, probably because I'm the same age as his daughter, and also because he's a bit of an old perv. He only drank Whitewater Pale Ale, to which he added ground cloves that he made me keep behind the bar to make it taste more like Farmhouse Ale, a beer that hadn't been made since the owner swindled all of the profits on erectile dysfunction pills, prostitutes, and online porn sites, and thus had no money for the production of the more expensive beers.
Mike worked at Snowline Hospice Thrift Store during the day and would always give people little gifts of things he found there, like an ugly fake flower bouquet which ended up as a joke bar decoration for months, a "RESERVED" sign he put on whatever table he sat at, and the above pictured turquoise earrings. Not only are they totally cute, but they are the only pair of earrings I own that don't give my ears an allergic reaction. I thought I had lost them forever and had mourned their passing, but turns out they were just in my secret purse compartment waiting to be found and worn again :) I did a little dance.
I need to get out of the house more often...
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