Tuesday, August 6, 2013

What has Cookie been up to?

Peenee is always a fashion plate.


Well, I wish I had huge news, and I do.

The Husband and I had dinner with Mr. Peenee, Super Agent Fred AND the Diane von Austinburg last night at the Oceanaire in Harbor East.

The food was flawless, and the company even better.

If you have never eaten with Mr. Peenee, its really something to see.  The boy can consume massive amounts of food, on par with competitive eaters.  No crab cake was too large for him.

We talked about many things.  The weather.  The sweat soaked, glistening bodies of the shirtless young men sparkled running down the street in the early evening sun.  The topic of Texas came up and so did humidity.  I had my sidecars, and Super Agent Fred drank a Tidybowl, except the restaurant calls it an "Oceanaire".  Well at Casa d' Cookie it would have come with a little plastic toy man in a boat floating on top.

And that was all before the second round of drinks came to the table.  Then we talked about all of you.

Don't be afraid.  The only person who was brought up that brought snarls and pity was the kook hermaphrodite Stalker who used to stalk Mr. Peenee and be horrible to Mean Dirty Pirate.

If I lived in Columbus I would have gone over to Witch Mary's house, a couple doors down from Pot Smoking Phil, and had her do a spell that would force said Stalker to walk around and proclaim to every stranger that he meets that "I'm a total dick" for all the uncomfortable oogies he's caused.  Thats what I do for friends - I ask my witch friends to put curses on the ones who annoy them. So watch out.

And speaking of Diane von Austinburg, she was adorable and sweet and wise and funny.  I am jealous of Peenee.  And Secret Agent Fred? I want to see him naked.  But back to Peenee - I covet is light blue Converse shoes!

If you ever have the chance to meet Mr. Peenee, DO IT.  He's utterly charming, generous and surrounds himself with good people.





19 comments:

  1. sounds like it was great.

    so, i can't help but wonder...
    does meeting a bloggy pal
    in the flesh change it all?

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    1. We met in a restaurant. In the flesh makes it sound like we met n a steam room.

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  2. What fun for all of you..!

    Drinks with peenee is on my bucket list, it must have been choice...

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  3. Sounds like a wonderful evening - especially with glistening young men as the early evening entertainment!

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  4. Is it just me or does Peenee look like Deputy Dawg in that photo?

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    1. zooming past this photo,
      i got a rocket j. squirrel vibe.

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  5. Alas, as usual I dined alone....

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    1. You could get on Amtrak and come down here for a visit, Missy.

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    1. I have never met a crab cake I didn't like!

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  7. You, my dear, are too sweet! I'm so glad we were able to get together.

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    1. OMG! If you ever head out here again, please let me know!

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    2. Oh honey, I most certainly will! And ditto if you and the husband ever want to make a trip to Austin.

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  8. Wish I could've been there, I love you all!

    Happily, I've hung out with Diane and Peenee (and dear RMan) and it was without a doubt one of the highlights of my life.

    I believe ol' Peenee has already met Donna Lethal, Felix, and Jason, too. So to whoever reads this: you could be next!

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  9. Well, I'm glad you all got crabs.
    I figured Peenee would get the biggest.

    I'm still jealous.
    harrumph

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    1. Chances are he'll be going to New Orleans many times before he comes back here. So it is I who is jealous of you.

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    2. Excuse me? No one said anything about *my* getting crabs . . . or their cakes. I do believe you're making a leap of logic . . . oh wait. We've met.

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  10. I've met Peenee and Fred; both were charming company.

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