Tuesday, December 7, 2010


Last night I went out to dinner with my brother, who is in town for a month or so doing some consulting. We went to a local chain restaurant. I had the roasted mahi mahi and he had some grilled chicken with fries and veggies.
It always makes me laugh how we hang on to habits from when we were young. At family meals during our childhood, my brother would pick apart his food looking for imperfections. Take a look at the fry-rejects at the edge of the plate:
I asked him what the hell that was all about.
"It's Stonehenge. You can eat those, if you like."

Then later, he did the same thing with his peppers:

After dinner I was treated to some hard rockin'. Not bad, Guitar Man!
Pretty rad guitar, no?

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