Nutmeg and the Rock 'n' Roll Band

Last night I went out with Carpet, and we had a blast...As usual. I swear, simple minds and simple things go together like some hot on a tamale. First we hit it off at the Toppers near Gayfair, I mean Mayfair. Yes, I did just say there is a Toppers near Gayfair. Can I just say that I almost had to change my underwear I was so excited? So we got there and Gypsy gets the newly added Tacostixs and I stuck to the basics. A single order of the Topperstix with marinara.
Biting into the stix brought back a flood of memories and about 5,000 content calories. I suddenly revisited the days of waking up at 3 p.m after getting in at 4 a.m. and not remembering how I got there. The only thing solid in the party days was Toppers and the Toppers Man. I will pay homage to this someday. Oh Toppers how I love thee.
So then comes Gayfair, and yes we ran into quite a few mos at our favorite cruising stores, Williams Sonoma and Banana. Give it up! Heeey. I had to make a run to Apple for my dad, so we went in and we met Fun Guy. I wish we could have hing out with Fun Guy, he was so...Fun! He was such a cutie and totally someone Carpet and I would have had a riot hanging out with with! Where are you Fun Guy?
In the middle of us being completely inappropriate in all the wrong stores, Gypsy tells me in W/S that you can get high off of nutmeg. I had no idea. New on the agenda: get a nutmeg nut thing and eat it and see what happens. I guess you're supposed to grind it up and put it in milk. Like Nesquick? Nutquick, more like it. Instead I introduced him to the wonderful world of vitamin energy. It's by the makers of vitamin water, but it's in Red Bull form. I got some at the start of my half-country jaunt and I was freakin JACKED. About an hour into my drive (5:30 am), I thought it would be a good idea to start a rock band. I'm so glad it was early in the morning, because 'aint no driver needin to see me get all karaoke and shit in mah ride.'

Yeah, let's start a band and eat nutmeg.