Sunday, September 17, 2006

There's no hope for hoping

I'm my worst enemy for sports predictions and best case personal scenarios....typical day for both.

Briefly....if you are going to wait a hour plus for a table with a 2 year old in tow and they give you a pager...check if the mofo works because all the accompanying blinkly lights in the world aren't gonna mean jack if the device is in your back pocket. You paged me????? Here's your fucking pager honey...you see any shaking going on? Yes, I see the lights....very pretty...unlike you...just get the table and my wine please.

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