Monday, Melinda went to her martial arts class, which starts at 8:30. This puts her home around 10, which means we eat a late dinner.
Around 9:15, I said, "I don't want to dirty up the kitchen. I'll go get takeout."
The first restaurant I go to is closed. Early, mind you, but closed.
So I says to myself "Let's go to the wings place. They're open late, and they have a takeout window." I get to the wings place. They've closed their takeout business.
Sensing a motif, I says to myself...
Published on March 02, 2010 23:29