we'd like fewer than 5000 to a package, please.
The quote of the day:
"Hey, you can buy cars here."
"Yeah, but you have to buy 3 to the package."
Running news:
5.3 miles (with a walking break). Then I immediately went back to bed for two hours.
Anyhow, during the part in which John Stossel explained how we should talk to our kids, Darin shook his head.
DARIN
Any child who grows up in this
house is going to think the normal
way of speaking is "banter."
After this program came Ted Koppel's multi-part series on "Crime and Punishment," which included a tour of a "supermax" maximum security facility in Texas and a record of Ted's overnight stay in one of the cells. We were not treated to Ted's joining any of the gangs open to him (most likely: the KKK or the Aryan Brotherhood), receiving a jailhouse tattoo, becoming someone's bitch, or any of the more sordid details of prison life shown us weekly on Oz.
Allison came over today to go shopping for our party tomorrow--her party (for Tiffany and Wyndham), held at our house. I have a membership at Price Club (which is, of course, now Price Costco, but old habits die hard), so Allison, Darin, and I headed over there to do mass quantities of shopping. We puts tons of food--hamburgers, veggie burgers, turkey sausages--in the cart.
Allison debated whether to buy the tabouli or stuffed grape leaves as appetizers.
"Grape leaves?" I said. "This is not your mother's Price Club."
We checked out the paper products aisle but decided since we were having far fewer than 125 people showing up to this party, perhaps this was not the place to buy paper plates. We sure didn't need 500 plastic knives, because then we'd have to buy the packs of 500 spoons or 500 forks. And we sure didn't need more napkins than is used by a medium-sized restaurant in a week.
"Ralph's is good for something," I said.
We took everything back to our house and stuck it in the fridge before heading off to lunch at Mo's in Toluca Lake. Whenever Darin and I find a place we really like, we go there until we can't even consider going there any more. We all ate way too much. I had the "foot long" grilled cheese, which really was a foot-long, but I stayed at about 5 inches worth. Allison and I shared the chocolate morte, which is chocolate chip chocolate cake with chocolate ice cream, and between the two of us we couldn't finish it. It sure was tasty, though.
So, I've finally started going through my In Box (which had reached the magic 100 message mark) and I'm trying to reply to everything in it that should be replied to. Unless the message arrived before July 1st--it's just toast, at that point.
I'm sorry if I didn't reply to you. Sometimes I just get so far behind. I'm trying to be better about it though, without resorting to form mail. I do try to write an original letter each and every time, even if they do end up sound a wee bit similar.
From a senior government official, via Greg "I'm evil and I'm okay with that" Marriott:
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Copyright 1998 Diane Patterson
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