03 January 2006

Three martinin lucnch

Just got back from a three martini linch and a brief stint explaining myself to the police.

I'd left the bog and noticed that the restaurant's breaker box was on the opposite wall and open.

Flippy,
flippy,
flippy,
flippy,
flippy.

Well, what the hell would you have done?


And that's the way I likes it.