The surreal deli

So I decided to back to Roxy's Deli today for lunch. (Yes while driving there I thought about the incident the last time I went there.) I did just an awesome job parallel parking. I was so fucking pleased with my Ohio Learning to drive ass (They didn't teach *me* to parallel park at all) So when I managed to pull my larger vehicle into the spot I was so happy with myself. I went right into the deli and it looked wrong. All wrong. It was like a bar and I freaked out. As in not I was frothing at the mouth or anything bug I walked the fuck back out and say the sign said "roxy's" so I went back in. There was a woman playing a violin (she still is) and it wasn't a deli at all. It was a bar. I waited to be seated and I was told "anywhere is fine" so I went in the back corner next to a guy eating eggs and a bagel with ketchup who had a NY Yankees T-shirt on. OK it's the travel warp out east. Except the people aren't rude. So the place totally looks wrong. I had been in there before (see the link above) and now the furniture is more upscale and well no it isn't. I like live blogging because I'm right here typing it. My server "cat" is walking around filling up coffee for people and I ate a bite of my pickle just moments ago. Weird. Dude is bussing the NY Yankee guy (who left)'s table. But I'm ahead of myself. I asked Cat what the fuck was up and did they remodel like last month. She explained they had. She also told me I'm not the only one who walked the hell back out and back in thinking they were in the wrong place. So phew on that one. I had a lovely Reuben sandwich with a salad and pickle. I think I ate too much as my stomach is a little bit on fire right now. Maybe it's all the coke I've been drinking. Who knows?

Last night I spent a considerable amount of time trying to figure out what the square root of ten was. That was also weird. Huh? Don't comment on the blog telling me it happens to be: 3.16227766 because yes I have a calculator right now and last night I was laying in bed trying to iterate to it in my head.