I'm on a new hockey team. Since I joined them, we're 0-4.
When i went back to Target about the extra chairs, it looked for a minute like they were just going to pat me on the head and send me on my way, but at the last minute the manager decided if i was dumb enough to come back in I should pay them some more money. Which i did.
Went out to supper on Saturday night; at the next table a young boy threw up. They hustled him off to the bathroom, but no one cleaned up the mess for at least 5 minutes. I felt sorry for him, but even more sorry for myself having to try to eat my dessert 3 feet from a big puddle of sick. I really have no idea why I would want to share that with you.
David turned 14 yesterday.
On my flight home from TX:
20-ish girl in row in front of me: Is that seat empty?
Bryan: Don't know yet.
TGIRIFOM: If no one shows up, do you mind if my mom sits there?
Bryan: Is your mom good looking?
TGIRIFOM [worried look]: Um, she's married...
Mom did turn out to be a very nice lady. Unfortunately, she used up all the yarn she had brought to knit with before I finished my paperback. Which meant that since *her* entertainment had ended, mine must perforce end also. So in spite of my best efforts, we chatted, and she gave me TGIRIFOM's business card, and TGIRIFOM turned around and told me that I looked like the kind of person who might be interested in a good business opportunity, and that she would check with her business partners and see if they were interested in taking anyone else on and call me. I refrained from telling her how much I hate multi-level marketing, but just barely.