Why oh lord have you allowed me to develop a taste for designer jeans and T-shirts? For so long I have resisted the urge to buy the $59 Rogan t-shirts and $190 Diesel jeans. But lord, you have allowed me to give into temptation.
Christel took me out to eat at the extremely high class restaurant Gary Danko last night. I felt like a slob in my jeans and battered old wingtips. My girlfriend looked beautiful, which only made me look like more of a joker.
The food was interesting, and pretty tasty (I had never had Fois Gras or caviar before), but I can't say that I'll be craving it later. The steak was pretty amazing though.
My parents have a pretty well running compund in New Orleans right now. They have a generator, a good amount of supplies, and a ragtag bunch of old ladys from the neighborhood that couldn't get out. Every time my dad goes out driving, he runs into some lost old coot and brings them home.
Christel took me out to eat at the extremely high class restaurant Gary Danko last night. I felt like a slob in my jeans and battered old wingtips. My girlfriend looked beautiful, which only made me look like more of a joker.
The food was interesting, and pretty tasty (I had never had Fois Gras or caviar before), but I can't say that I'll be craving it later. The steak was pretty amazing though.
My parents have a pretty well running compund in New Orleans right now. They have a generator, a good amount of supplies, and a ragtag bunch of old ladys from the neighborhood that couldn't get out. Every time my dad goes out driving, he runs into some lost old coot and brings them home.