Sunday, October 28, 2007

Where have I been all my life?

I know--I haven't written anything in months. I won't whine about how busy I've been. This blog thing was never my idea any way; I admitted to getting my first DVD player just three years ago and my only computer being from 2000.

But I've received emails from people I don't know--so maybe my blog existence is bigger than my circle of friends. I tried to email those of you back who asked me questions. Again, I'm not smart when it comes to computers. I apologize. But I did appreciate the interest--it's because of you strangers, not my friends, that I've decided to keep running this.

To reader in LA, I have looked in every little spot I visit in Baltimore and did not find the sticker you were looking for. Sorry, hon.

Please stay tuned for my next post. It will be about all of the homeland security funding that goes to towns like mine--Paducah, KY. Isn't that a prime target.
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Water People

I've never waited a table. You wouldn't want me to. But I imagine that waiters have their own lingo and codes. My boyfriend and I were on the receiving end of what could only be the unfavorable type of customer at an expensive restaurant, the--we'll just be having water customer. It's not that one meal at M&S was out of our league, especially since it was lunch. It wasn't that soup and salad was all we could afford. If anything, the waiter could have had a bigger tip because we weren't spending as much as we're used to on dining out. Needless to say after being ignored--Nobel Prize winner Weisel says indifference is worse than being treated with anger--and complimentary bread deprived, we did not leave a tip.

So here it is now--if people order water on a Saturday afternoon it might just be because they're hung over and saving room for a friend's pasta bolognese later.