I have one of my semiregular luncheon meetings with My Friend Jeff TM to swap magazines and eat lunch and complain about all that bedevils the world while offering no viable solutions to said problems other than hitting people on the head with sticks.
And did I mention lunch?
Mmmm--lunch!
Back in a bit, and you will hear about an occurence so odd that you will almost think it fabricated from whole cloth. BUT IT'S NOT!
Posted by Terry Oglesby at January 23, 2006 11:04 AM