Expenses Without Receipts

Since Wednesday, August 14:

• Wendy's for lunch ... good thing I'm remembering to put this down as soon as I ate it.  Used a coupon: Buy something, get chili cheese fries for free.  Got the 99-cent Monterrey Ranch Chicken Sandwich and 99-cent Coke.  With tax: $2.12.
• Tuesday the 13th ... Went to the coffeeshop that used to be in the mall closest to me at the U. for waffles and coffee.  Maybe I'm making this a weekly thing.  With tip: $5.75.
• After that I walked all the way to the West Bank at the U. to be a part of a Carlson experiment.  Thought I was going to get only $8 but, maybe because I did the right thing during the computerized research study (as did a whole bunch of other people, according to the log of entries we had to fill our contact information in once we got done with the experiment) I got $4 more.  Simple addition means an Infusion of: $12.
• Picked up a penny off the floor, somewhere.  Heads up, of course.  An Infusion of: 1 cent.
• Had time after the research study to go to the mall closest to me and Dairy Queen for Happy Hour.  A shake for: $1.61.
• On Sunday, August 11 I went to the Walker Art Center to catch the last day of its art after 1989 exhibit, The Living Years.  Although I got a receipt from it, I put it in my souvenir receipt bag, so I won't have a record of it when I go back and do my monthly reconciliation, so I'll put it here: $8.
• They have a food track at the Walker, although I think it's associated with the mini-golf set-up they had outside at the Sculpture Garden.  Didn't plan on buying any food to eat that day, especially since on the way home I was going to use one of my free McDonald's Monopoly pieces.  But I'm a sucker for food trucks now.  This is one that specializes in hot dogs, so I got a "Glo Dog," essentially a Chicago-style Dog.  With tip: $7.
• On Saturday the 10th the only EWR was a positive one: When I got home after getting chicken, Mother came up from downstairs, relayed quickly that I got chicken this day, Pizza Hut Thursday, and chicken the Monday before, and paid me back.  An Infusion of: $45.
• On Friday the 9th I went to the Saints game.  I was hedging a bit; I put on my porno shirt and porno pants because there was a chance ****e* and/or ***e* were going to ask me to help out at their parties, and in turn I was dressed for maximum porno time, namsain!  (I'll explain that last jumble of letters another time, maybe.)  While I was texting back-and-forth with the two I was sitting at the library, "doing work."  Turns out that the former's party was pushed back till next week and the latter didn't call me because she needed.  If either did, I would not have gone to the Saints game.  In light of these circumstances I went through with Plan A.  Scalped ticket (gentleman gave me a price break, as usually happens with the great and generous fans of the St. Paul Saints), program, hot dog and small souvenir beer with tip: $14.50.
• Thursday the 8th was the third straight Thursday we were eating Pizza Hut.  Serves as our "night out."  It's nice, although with all the things this family does we will abruptly end it, either when Pizza Hut stops its $6.55 large one-topping pizza carryout deal or whenever the parents decide to quit.  The best thing that goes with pizza still is Coke.  However, I still haven't bought any cans of Coke because I'm too poor.  However, I did go to the House of Hanson and buy a liter of Coke, and I'll put it in the refrigerator as soon as there's room, which is as soon as I drink both bottles of juice.  But I still wanted a Coke, so after I worked out I went over to the Coke vending machine and got one.  Had to stop by a gas station last Thursday to get one because the vending machine wasn't taking my change.  Thought it was cheaper, too.  But it turns out that it was more expensive buying it at the gas station than at the vending machine.  Weird.  At the vending machine it only cost: $1.50.
• On Wednesday, August 7 I did not get a receipt from the local gas station for the five Powerball tickets I got for Father -- even though not ten seconds before she printed out a receipt for the one Powerball ticket and coffee (which turned out to be free because of my frequent, uh, buyers' club points) I got on a separate purchase: $10.
• Later that evening, when I gave Father his tickets, he paid me back.  An Infusion of: $10.
• Then it was off into the night.  Went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version) to kill some time with ****e* et al.  Stripper-turned-waitress got my tip right, too.  With coffee and stage tips: $9.
• Then I went to the Fringe Festival that my friend was in (which, it turns out, also starred another person I know).  The Fringe extracts a one-time charge of $4, for which you get a button that you show for any performance thereafter for the rest of the festival that exempts you from needing to pay that again.  However, you still have to pay for a ticket to each show, which is twelve dollars.  So, all told it came to: $16.
• Tuesday the 6th ... Diamonds ... haven't been there in a while.  Haven't had anything hot there ever, so this was a first.  Oatmeal with raisins ... gosh, I've been on an oatmeal kick this summer.  Anyway, that plus coffee plus tip equaled: $4.75.
• I then went to Dairy Queen before hitting home.  They now serve Orange Julius.  That's cool, although I'm a traditionalist and will probably hit the one at the mall closest to my house.  However, most of the rest of this month DQ is offering all small OJ drinks for $1.49.  Sweet deal, made even sweeter that it was a humid day.  With tax: $1.60.
• Monday, August 5 ... went to the coffeeshop that was in the mall closest to me and is now at the U. because I needed to know the exact price of its waffle-and-coffee special that I got the middle of last month so I could write it down.  And with tip, I can finally write that down: $5.75.
• Sunday the 4th ... final day of the 3M Championships.  Decided after a while that I would just follow the golfers with a chance to win, which meant I walked back and forth between the final hole and the beginning of the 17th.  Unfortunately I missed Tom Pernice, Jr.'s 40-foot-plus putt to birdie the 17th.  Heard it while I was following Corey Pavin in the group ahead; the sudden roar coming from earlier in the course meant somebody did something good, I just didn't know what it was.  Pernice needed it; he tied Jeff Sluman (and, after he got done finishing his round with an easy but still important birdie try, Corey Pavin) for the lead with that birdie, and he set himself up with a two-putt on the relatively easy 18th hole for a one-shot victory.  Oh yeah, I got a Shock Top.  Pretty sure it was the Belgian White.  With tip: $7.
• To Saturday the 3rd ... second day of the 3M Championships.  Got this beer called Kona Big Wave Golden Ale.  Pretty good, even though I'm afraid that this is not the craft beer I am led to believe it is.  With tip: $7.
• That evening I worked out, then went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division).  Even though I didn't have the money, I wanted to make sure I pop in there from time to time so I can continue to walk in there without getting carded.  I wanted to give my stripper-turned-waitress a tip, but I needed the change back in singles so I could tip the dancers.  She didn't have enough singles on her, and then she asked me for a quarter; the price for coffee has been jacked up from a buck to $2.25.  (That's another reason why I won't be in there as much.)  Don't know why; I was going to give her 75 cents in tip and round it up to three bucks.  Instead she gave me eight bucks back.  "I gave her $10.25, right?"  And she nodded.  Didn't she want a tip?  On the other side, there was this one weird stripper who was working there, and she weirded me out as soon as she saw me.  I rejected her offer for a dance, and then she looked at me weird.  Sweetie, all I was doing was eating pretzels.  No tip for you.  Tips for the others, though, and with the drink it comes out to: $8.25.
• Kind of thought I would go have coffee, but moreso than most days or even more than any other day, I kind of didn't want to go.  I was on the computer enough; what was a few more hours of surfing the Internet?  That feeling intensified after leaving the stripclub, but I didn't want to go home because it was before midnight, and I somehow feel weird if I come home before Saturday Night Live ends.  I think I would feel bad that I didn't come home early enough to watch the whole show, or even not go out and watch SNL from the start at 10:30.  So to make sure I would come back past midnight but not too far past midnight, I just went down to Sebastian Joe's and got an ice cream.  Thought the night was a tad humid, but the line was small.  Ice cream with tip: $3.92.

I just woke up from a nap after hoping that I could pound out today's entry before dawn.  Am really tired, but I realized that this was just about done, and I wanted to do these EWRs more frequently so it wouldn't take so fucking long for me to try and remember stuff I bought without receipts four weeks prior.  Good; now I can go to bed because I'm real tired.  Done through the 14th.