tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post9007885284894751000..comments2023-11-14T05:14:09.328-05:00Comments on The Wild Onion Cafe: RedecoratingCecehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04782993667905723482noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-44977860249023893742008-07-16T17:05:00.000-04:002008-07-16T17:05:00.000-04:00Oh. My. God.I leave for vacation and Bob takes ove...Oh. My. God.<BR/><BR/>I leave for vacation and Bob takes over! WTF!?<BR/><BR/>Suzanne, are you allowing this? Cecile! What's going on around here?! I'm gonna have to throw in some girlie girlie stuff to balance things out again...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-86642968262777651142008-07-16T04:06:00.000-04:002008-07-16T04:06:00.000-04:00Oh, and Jorge is always in a surly mood. Nothin' ...Oh, and Jorge is always in a surly mood. Nothin' to do with us baby. He was born that way.Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-39309084860296242912008-07-16T03:59:00.000-04:002008-07-16T03:59:00.000-04:00Okay, Brian's done a brilliant job as expected, Ro...Okay, Brian's done a brilliant job as expected, Robyn's still here on the Macy's sofa, I.V. just ran by and I think I detected a third leg, the gerber daisy is on every table as Cece requested, Zack, the Kaluhua is behind the bar with all those other bottles. They're file alphabetically, so look under "C" for coffee, Bindi's back, we have lots of veggies, Peter is still in Russia, but somehow managed to insult my butt...<BR/><BR/>Ahhhhhhhhh, life is perfect. I'm going to dance. *Goes to lady's room, slinks into black dress and sling back heels and heads to disco room...GIG, where are you baby?!!!*<BR/><BR/>XOSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-39834604431602010542008-07-15T18:09:00.000-04:002008-07-15T18:09:00.000-04:00*standing watching IV streak across the cafe...lau...*standing watching IV streak across the cafe...laughing to self*<BR/>Good afternoon everyone...missed breakfast passed out on the couch last night!<BR/>*strolls up to the bar...looks at Bob putting way the veggies*<BR/>Bob...could you grill me a super duper burger...man, I am starving and a good burger will cure this hangover, for sure!<BR/>*slides shades to block bright sunshine streaming into cafe...waits as Bob brings over a glass of water and 2 aleve*<BR/>Thanks Bob...you always know what a girl needs!<BR/>*pulls down shades on nose and smiles and winks at Bob...*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-79108653101652761682008-07-15T14:26:00.000-04:002008-07-15T14:26:00.000-04:00*pops back out of the "clothing optional" portion ...*pops back out of the "clothing optional" portion of the cafe to get a cup of coffee*<BR/><BR/>howdy folks, anybody know where the kaluhua is?INNER VOICEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09711910995629845274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-58884539956261010022008-07-15T12:24:00.000-04:002008-07-15T12:24:00.000-04:00Gee... this job never ends. I leave for two minut...Gee... this job never ends. I leave for two minutes to answer nature's call and Suzanne and Robyn have turned the place upside down. No wonder Jorge is always in a surly mood.<BR/><BR/><I>...still smiling has he makes another pot of coffee, tea for Bindi, and puts the veggies away</I>just bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686002034670653764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-26408875891951843022008-07-15T09:32:00.000-04:002008-07-15T09:32:00.000-04:00Good morning all! I fell asleep last night and mis...Good morning all! I fell asleep last night and missed darts, damn. I'm off to meet a friend for coffee--wish I could bring her to the Cafe--<BR/>xoLeahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14061893047279652658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-71340964985035627192008-07-15T04:40:00.000-04:002008-07-15T04:40:00.000-04:00*runs behind Suze and twirls her around...making s...*runs behind Suze and twirls her around...making sure the wee bit of cloth that was my old outfit doesn't expose too much...just damn happy someone else is here*<BR/>I will take some decaf Suze...with some nonfat foaming milk...heck just give me a nonfat/decaf latte...PLEASE! Because I still believe in the magic words!<BR/><BR/>So, suze where is BOB?! He a no-show, hhhmmmfff...already and what is it day #3-4?! can't find good help anymore...well hell he is damn hard working...but with him wearing so many hats I am sure he is just confused with where he is to be tonight?! LOL!<BR/>I don't care now...I have someone here to hang out...since Zack went trolling! Shoot I tried to go trolling but that damn panel shut already.<BR/><BR/>Love the flowers around here...nice to see Skeeter in here too! YEA! I am on happy camper now...got my drink and playing darts with Suze but missing the 'eye candy who works behind the bar'!<BR/><BR/>*is smiling from ear to ear...as happy as pig in a mud puddle, tucks a gerber daisy behind ear*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-92099571111657678442008-07-15T04:11:00.000-04:002008-07-15T04:11:00.000-04:00That is a lot of cool stuff. If it was me I think ...That is a lot of cool stuff. If it was me I think I would to have had something with a Denver Broncos logo on it somewhere. Several University of Oklahoma commemoratives always make a place look just ... spiffy!<BR/><BR/>Best wishes,<BR/>SkeeterSkeeterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14187266415669955956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-31603934916325104352008-07-15T02:54:00.000-04:002008-07-15T02:54:00.000-04:00Took me so long to write that damn thing IV and Ro...Took me so long to write that damn thing IV and Robyn showed up before me! <BR/><BR/>I always forget about the secret back room and the lovely scent of vanilla. I.V., you poured a shot for me. I'm Bob tonight. Didn't you notice my beautiful outfit and smile. (I noticed you didn't leave a tip.) Good Lord, you need to come out of the smoke. If I look like Bob, I'm in bad need of a sex change. <BR/><BR/>Nice to have you back sweetie.<BR/><BR/>XOSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-50167836742394329412008-07-15T02:44:00.000-04:002008-07-15T02:44:00.000-04:00Wow...forgot I was in charge. Where the hell's the...Wow...forgot I was in charge. <BR/><BR/>Where the hell's the new bartender? "Jorge get your lazy ass back here please and stop gazing at your gorgeous reflection in the disco ball, Robyn needs a drink (and don't give her the whiskey, she'll never get home on public transit and I'll kick her ass at darts to boot). And while you're at it, donate that side of beef to the needy and stock up on some veggies cuz Bindi's back and she's better than ever, and it looks like everyone need to lighten their load, including me. However she will have to learn the difference between "stalk" and "stock." That could get her in a bit of trouble one day if you know what I mean...explain the difference. Honey, can you take her a cup of tea and have a nice chat with her. I would, but I'm too busy whipping this damn place back into shape in Robyn's fancy little outfit from Brian's Cafe (found it hanging on the back of the bathroom door and couldn't resist!). "Bindi, I'll be over as soon as possible, but it might take awhile because I'm getting so many tips I can barely walk with all this weight. How did Robyn and Gig do it?" What a way to make a livin'!<BR/><BR/>Leah, I put on a pot of coffee. It's almost midnight, so that might be a problem, but drink all you like and I'll make a new pot in the morning if the bartender hasn't shown up. I'll also make a lovely, creamy bowl of oatmeal for you with sliced strawberries and a bit of brown sugar. If I have time, I'll sit and eat with you, but the way this shift is going, I'm not so sure I'm going to come up for air until next week. I can't believe the mess Cece left me. And will someone PLEASE get some flowers on the tables before this place looks like a man's bar?! I'd also like a Yoga class next door to sooth our savage stress ~ can some one look into that please? And I think we should also have a weaving room, so Leah can mend her sweaters. <BR/><BR/>And where the hell is IV? I know he's surfing because I've seen him over on Random Chick's blog. So what, he can't visit his own blog?!!!! Hey! Crossing arms and tapping foot "We don't have all day mister!" It's possible we don't rate. That would be a sad day...but we all know we do, so screw it! Remember when I couldn't even figure out how to put him on my blog roll!!! Now I can't imagine life without him, and I no longer have a blog roll! God, that's too funny.<BR/><BR/>Okay, it's time to go bye-bye. Take good care of this place while I'm away.<BR/><BR/>Love to all,<BR/>Me<BR/><BR/><BR/>Bob, thanks. Well, thanks when ever the hell you show up. By the way, this isn't a part-time job buddy. But thanks for appreciating my wardrobe and giving me the go ahead. I was already going to take it, but it's nice to know the bartender approves!Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-75907506966335831332008-07-15T02:35:00.000-04:002008-07-15T02:35:00.000-04:00*tapping the wall trying to find the same panel th...*tapping the wall trying to find the same panel that IV disappeared through to the techno music and vanilla smelling haze*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-25800011988391042802008-07-15T02:02:00.000-04:002008-07-15T02:02:00.000-04:00*stumbles out of secret back room stinking of vani...*stumbles out of secret back room stinking of vanilla musk again, saddles up to bar and pour bob a shot from flask*<BR/><BR/>wots up bob? hows it going eh? nice stuff, can i borrow that lava lamp for a bit?the back room needs something like this!<BR/><BR/>*slides off bar stool and does the secret knock on the back wall, panel opens, techno rave music can be heard and disappears in the vanilla flavored haze*INNER VOICEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09711910995629845274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-31955302841828930582008-07-15T00:43:00.000-04:002008-07-15T00:43:00.000-04:00*pushes back the lace....notices no one in the bar...*pushes back the lace....notices no one in the bar...wondering WTF? starts towards the bar...*<BR/>I am totally scratching my head I highly expect Bob my good man, to wait on me! Are you there....*looking down one way then other...*? Can someone get a drink around here??? *starting to reach for the whiskey bottle...*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-48900853062160124572008-07-14T21:09:00.000-04:002008-07-14T21:09:00.000-04:00I'll be there with my camera...I'll be there with my camera...Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14061893047279652658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-6915500419405866602008-07-14T21:06:00.000-04:002008-07-14T21:06:00.000-04:00*silently peeks in, to make sure Bob is distracted...*silently peeks in, to make sure Bob is distracted...runs quickly to bathroom with ruby red lipstick at the aim, gets in scribbles a note to Suze and Leah...."meet back here at 8pm for a slamming game of darts & Suze wear your little black number but lose the heels(afraid you might take out my eye or something with those high kicks...girly)and Leah bring your camera to capture Bob face when he sits on a whoppee cushion! Should prove to be pricelss"...then while Bob not looking hides Whoopee cushion under cushion on couch...leaves snickering*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-5131190693903735402008-07-14T18:50:00.000-04:002008-07-14T18:50:00.000-04:00Dear Suze,Thanks for the tea and scone..that was g...Dear Suze,<BR/>Thanks for the tea and scone..that was good. <BR/>and i love your outfit and shoes...& trench coat too..<BR/>I saw you are in charge...so let's throw all the meat out and stalk up veggies :))<BR/><BR/>Leah~ Sweetie, am sorry to insult your scary candidates...<BR/>am feeling a better....thanks for asking..<BR/><BR/>Bob ~ you doing a great job.. <BR/><BR/>love you all<BR/>bindibindhiyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04455334787064872255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-75600768202665157692008-07-14T18:14:00.000-04:002008-07-14T18:14:00.000-04:00You wear what you want Suzanne. If a slinky black...You wear what you want Suzanne. If a slinky black dress and heels makes you feel good then go for it. I'll wear my blue Hawaiian shirt tonight.just bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06686002034670653764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-20180549791359560362008-07-14T18:08:00.000-04:002008-07-14T18:08:00.000-04:00Okay, I'm going to say this once and only once. I...Okay, I'm going to say this once and only once. I wear blue jeans, a white shirt and flip flops every freakin' day of my life (just look at all the photos on my blog...they're a variation on the same theme. It's "My signiture outfit," so cut me some slack here at the Onion. I get to live my fantasy and have fun. I love my black dress and heels and now I have a pretty pink trench coat too, so I don't want to go back to the norm. I can still throw a dart, peddle my tricycle, help out behind the bar, serve tea, pull back the lace curtians, help Leah with oatmeal, clean a bathroom, slice strawberries, warm up a crowd, dance with Gig, relax on the Macy's sofa, operate a backhoe if need be, hold a wine tasting or art exhibit and kick Jorges' ass all in my black dress and heels. And I might add, brilliantly. <BR/><BR/>However, I'm going to bow to pressure and wear blue jeans and a tee shirt only tonight (I may reconsider if I start winning at slops). But just be prepared. I don't wear "tight" jeans like Robyn because I'd go nutty. Easy-breezy ~ that's my style. <BR/><BR/>XOSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-91653074783035845792008-07-14T10:39:00.000-04:002008-07-14T10:39:00.000-04:00While anyone is at it, check out the eye candy at ...While anyone is at it, check out the eye candy at Robyn's place!Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14061893047279652658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-67369548954755822008-07-14T10:38:00.000-04:002008-07-14T10:38:00.000-04:00Back to the Cafe--my girl is in karate camp till t...Back to the Cafe--my girl is in karate camp till two, and I have some much-needed down time. I already had my oatmeal, so I'm just here for the coffee. Do I smell some brewing? My one remaining vice, so let's make it a good, strong pot!Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14061893047279652658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-71528091677331010072008-07-14T05:31:00.000-04:002008-07-14T05:31:00.000-04:00Ok...thank you for the spelling lesson dear Bob......Ok...thank you for the spelling lesson dear Bob...but remember my brain was totally fried! *evil grin*<BR/><BR/>Ok...Suze, you must change up that little black dress dear one! I think I would like to see you in just some comfy jeans and boots! *pulling out darts*<BR/>See...me...*running hands down tight ass wranglers and puts shit kickers on table while plopping down on Macys couch*<BR/><BR/><BR/>*whistles...to Bob the man the myth the legend!*<BR/>Can you bring me 3 shots of my boys...who you ask? Well of course Jose & Jack please! And how about grilling me up something from half of that cow you got there! Yummy!<BR/><BR/>*looking around...wondering where the hell is IV?!*<BR/><BR/>*once bob slides up with shots...I start sizing up the eye candy!*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08105529545402805909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-29577919760767398312008-07-14T02:54:00.000-04:002008-07-14T02:54:00.000-04:00*sneaks in and quickly puts the whoopee cushion un...*sneaks in and quickly puts the whoopee cushion under Suze's ass before she sits down*<BR/><BR/>*giggle hee hee*Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-36015635132477475362008-07-13T23:23:00.000-04:002008-07-13T23:23:00.000-04:00Thanks honey, I needed that. Oh and because my bl...Thanks honey, I needed that. Oh and because my black dress and shoes are a legend here. I can throw darts in anything. (Can't I girls and boys?!) And because once in a while a gals gotta look pretty under the disco ball. <BR/><BR/>We'll stock the frig with some veggies because Bindi and I will never survive here without them. Oh, and some really good tea. We have a tea room you know. You really do have to familiarize yourself with this joint. Read the manual Boo. Yes, your nick name is Boo.<BR/><BR/>By the way, I LOVE OLIVES...but a woman can not live on olives alone.<BR/><BR/>XOSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62281500375499776.post-2150560818442369062008-07-13T23:12:00.000-04:002008-07-13T23:12:00.000-04:00You obviously wrote this before I arrived. Oh, th...You obviously wrote this before I arrived. Oh, there's more. Much, much more. Good luck with that honey!!!<BR/><BR/>And yes, I'm always in charge when Cece leaves because I ran Brian's Cafe...alone. Trust me, I know how to run a business. And well, we only folded because Brian returned and was none to happy. Party pooper.<BR/><BR/>I'm going to win that damn race. I.V. is going to cheat the crap out of me, so I have to think on his level. Trust me, I'm prepared. He gave me that pink tricycle and it's going to be the death of him. Oh, and the pink trench coat...found it at Ross for $30! Sale of the century! And yes, HOT, HOT, HOT! Cuz when I'm wearin' it on a really hot day in Sacramento I almost feel like I'll pass out. <BR/><BR/>Love ya new bartender!<BR/>BlottieSuzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13111045716713716292noreply@blogger.com