Saturday Grab-Bag
This picture of me and Mitch has been on the fridge for a while but I thought it was worth sharing with the world. For reference, this is the morning after we got to New Orleans in 1999 (I think) for Mardi Gras. Look how tough we are, what with the cigarettes and white-dude gang signs!
Yes, those are the remnants of blond in my hair. That's what's called being with it.
I may or may not include my childhood dog in new tattoo. The whole inside of the arm is free, and lookit!
Mini Restaurant Review Time! Ray's Hell Burger (sister restaurant of Ray's the Steaks/the Classics) is right next to Pho 75, so it's taken us a while to have a burger instead of delicious soup. Today we did.
It comes with corn on the cob and watermelon, and Dominion's draft root beer is available in chilled mugs. Verdict: read the last sentence. Duh.
The Olympic opening ceremonies were last night, which resulted in a treasure trove of text messages. A couple good ones:
from Anne: look @ team usa's gear. they are so ready for yacht rock
another from Anne: i'm pretty sure craig sager's tailor makes bank outfitting olympians*
Craig Sager*Thing I learned from Craig Sager's Wikipedia page: he was waiting for Hank Aaron at home plate after his 715th home run. (36 second mark here)
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i later learned from project runway that ralph lauren designed team america's gear, thus making it a high fashion nantuckety/newporty yacht rock look
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