Cantankerous Redux

I awoke yesterday with the sole mission of linking up with the Cantankerous One to hang out. He already had a full dance card with his father in ICU and another friend squiring him around for lunch. That left Keene Friend and I with some open time which we ably filled along with our digestive system with a trip to 5 Guys, the sun center of burgerdom. Since there was a handy movie theater nearby I told Keene Friend he had to see the latest Mission Impossible movie which is currently in contention for best movie I’ve seen this summer. I was more than ready to renew the pleasant experience of Ethan’s Hunt’s latest adventures, especially with the female lead actress. We then rectified a long standing hole in our own normal Saturday dance card – a visit to the Elm City Brewery. Our favorite Keene area bar tendress called us out on our long absence as soon as we arrived. We offered our profound apologies for our long neglect and made a game try at reducing the levels of Keene Kolsch available.

Keene Friend at Elm City Yesterday with our Favorite Keene Bartender

We displaced to the Scores after learning of the impending availability of the Cantankerous Friend. Our normal table was available and soon we were together subject to the return of the Cantankerous One’s special brand of “humor”. He’s bearing up well after the very tough week he’s undergone and the very good news that his dad will be moved out of ICU shortly. We experienced a kind of scary moment when a new bartender showed up. From a distance she looked a 1980s movie star complete with the tall hair and plunging neck line. Then she walked up close. It was obvious that a great deal of surgery and makeup had contributed to the distant illusion. She was much closer to our own age and while a very nice lady but I couldn’t escape the fear that a strong breath of wind would cause her to shatter. It must be tough to compete for tips in a college town, just sayin.

Cantankerous Friend Joined us at Scores

We took our repartee across the street to Margarita’s for dinner in the outdoor café. Apparently my adult beverage intake caused me to be less than understanding of our Islamic “friends’” failings and the ever present champion of the left, one each Cantankerous Friend, leaped to the defense of the poor misunderstood followers of the prophet. Even I have to admit my solutions may have been a bit outlandish but I’d just spent a great afternoon surrounded by good friends, Keene, and of course a couple beers. 

Dinner at Margarita's - Cantankerous Late with his Signature Antennae Move