i thought today was just going to be like a regular day. things took a turn for the weird when i got up from my nap. everyone was going around, i'm ready are you ready? we're ready, let's go. it was night time and we all went out, in the car. grandad drove us out into the middle of nowhere. i saw mr moon, he was watching and i was watching him. we got to the place we were going: the american diner. it's a big shiny box straight from 1950's america plunked down in the middle of nowhere england.
i wasn't convinced. they had a huge red light up sign about drinking coke. it scared me. when mom said that i was going to sit under the sign, i said 'no fucking way!'
eventually we got seats sorted out. i sat with gram, mom and auntie amy. grandad ended up sitting under the coke sign, he had dad and uncle tom to save him.
we ordered food. mom got me a chicken finger samich with fries. do amercian kids really eat that shit? i didn't even want to taste it. mom pulled it apart and i agreed to eat some of the bun. later auntie amy gave me a fry and i took a bite. meh. mom suckered me into tasting the chicken too. i was not impressed. i tell you what i did like- milkshakes. auntie amy and mom both had one and they were delicious.
mom said i was good enough when we were at the restaurant but she could have done without me making pukie on grandad. that was pretty gross.