I just got back from Game One in the series between the Carolina Hurricanes and the New Jersey Devils. What an awesome time! A handful of fights, ejections, and the Hurricanes won 6-0!
My boy JT & I sat beside this woman whom we both would swear was rooting for “Wayne”. However, neither of us was aware of a guy named Wayne playing for the ‘Canes. Turns out she was rooting for “Ray”. Now how in the hell can you not enunciate your words well enough to make “Ray” become “Wayne”. I need a trip to LA for a bit…
In a few minutes, I will be having a couple of friends over at the restaurant for a test run of the entree items. This upcoming week will be busy, since the countdown to opening doors is on.
I have had an awesome time talking to Hot Jessica as I’ve so appropriately dubbed her. She lives in Dallas & I met her a month ago in Virginia Beach. So for the record, this is not a Match.com romance. I have not resorted to that, because I will end up marrying her and becoming “Mr. Bacak” Pronounced “Baahh-Chee” to all of my Southern folk.
So, kids, life is good. Maybe my karma is coming around a bit. Or perhaps, I should quit recording “My Name is Earl” on the Tivo. I will update some pictures of the restaurant soon, once I take some. Bacak’s & entrees are the top occupants of J Powell time.