What the hell? SNOW. Our poor daffodils.
Last night we retrieved the Furn, with her brother-in-law, from the airport (back from Thailand by way of the endless beer of the Ambassador's club in Tokyo, with the beer pouring machine that doesn't foam too much, but also breaks your glass if you use it wrong, which should probably be your signal to stop drinking the free endless beer, this means you, Giovanni). So with the little-Furn in tow we went to Don Pablos, no waiting for the smoking section. Today my clothes smell awful, like a homeless marathon runner wore them, from the Don Pablos. Oh well.
Don also smacked me over the head with the 'tall' beers, two Dos Equis (quattro equis?) and I was very happy. For some reason they put a slice of lime in the Dos Equis. Un-called-for. Citrus doesn't go in amber beers. Don't you agree?
This morning, we were up early, went to the gym and the Inn for breakfast with Dwan. The Inn was less crowded that usual, viva la daylight savings.
Now, TW is back in bed with a cold, and I'm going to clean my desk.
GO SOX.
Posted by msouthwo at April 4, 2004 05:04 PM