(This is the river where the fireflies come to feed...sorry, but I can't remember it's name.)
So, we had some time to waste before the fireflies were supposed to come out. So, we thought we would partake in some Japanese dinning. Actually, we just bought bizarre Japanese cuisine from the street vendors that were parked next to the river. We ate Bar-B-Que chicken fat on a stick. Well, we didn't know it was chicken fat until we ate it. It tasted yummy, but it was a bit chewy and greasy. Jude liked it, but he choked on a piece. I had to give him the heinie lick maneuver...I mean the Heimlich Maneuver. He puked up the chicken skin along with his snack from earlier in the day. It was pretty gross and quite embarrassing. We figure the kid only went about 10 seconds without oxygen, so he should be fine. (Good thing I know basic first aid!!!)
Then, after that fiasco, we decided to get Jude a snow cone. Unfortunately, the vender didn't know how to operate his snow cone machine, and huge blocks of ice kept flying out of the machine like bullets. It was hilarious! The vendor's table wasn't stable, so the machine kept bouncing around. And, he didn't clamp down the ice blocks tight enough in the machine. So, when he turned the machine on to high speed to make the shaved ice, huge ice blocks would just fly out of the machine and land on the ground. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen! We were all laughing at the poor man attempting to make the snow cones. After about 5 attempts and with 5 giant blocks of ice on the ground, the guy made 1 snow cone...for Jude, of course. After he made the snow cone, the man walked away for a smoke break. As he was enjoying his cigarette, he reached down and scratched his ass. Then, he quickly returned to work....making snow cones and chicken skewers. He NEVER washed his hands. It was pretty disgusting.
After that Mr. #1 bought us some taco yaki from another street vendor. Taco yaki is fried octopus balls covered with shaved pork and mayonnaise. Octopus tentacles are cut and then covered in a chewy bread/pasta like substance and then fried. Sounds gross, huh?! Well, to me, it tastes worse than it sounds. Good thing Garbage Gut aka Husband was with me! He ate it for me. Thank God!
After that, we could hear some people laughing and giggling. We weren't sure what people were laughing at until we turned around. There was a man there in shorts SO short that you could see the bottom of his ass cheeks hanging out. He was wearing makeup and had shaved legs. He was an older gentleman....maybe about 45 years old. He had on blue jean cut offs that were shorter than Daisy Dukes! They were beyond hot pants. You could see his ass hanging out. It was crazy! It was just like being in Montrose again...in the heart of Houston's gay Mecca. It was awesome! We couldn't take our eyes off of him. It's possible he was a male prostitute, but we weren't sure. I just kept staring at his ass. Husband told me to stop, but I just couldn't. It was so bizarre to see that at a firefly festival. Well, he was "flaming" like the flies...hee-hee.
Then, we saw the fireflies and returned home. Jude was really tired and fell asleep on the way home. We thanked Mr. #1 for the great time he had shown us. I hope he invites us again for another misadventure!!
Just another day in Weenie's World!