But after that first strawberry lemonade, I needed something in my tummy. Joking I said to Trish, "Man can I least get some crackers?" The bartender heard me and brought us out bread sticks, chips and salsa. I told the poor guy, "You know how us women are, we can never be satisfied". I finished another drink and asked for the check. The waitress took my debit card and said she wanted to ask the manager something. When she came back, she said it was on the house - their last computer had just went down. Not bad, not bad at all!
Nice blog! Love your way to describe situations!
Have a nice day!
Posted by: nikonman | 05/10/2005 at 04:09 AM
That rocks!
I don't mind that women can't be satisfied, so long as they can be pleased ;)
Posted by: Mister Underhill | 05/10/2005 at 12:36 PM
Nikonman: Thanks for visiting my site, I appreciate the kind words!
Mister U: Got any ideas?
Posted by: Jenn | 05/10/2005 at 03:45 PM
oh DISS to me.....
Posted by: Danny | 05/10/2005 at 04:13 PM
it was free cuz you're hot ;)
Posted by: christina | 05/10/2005 at 05:18 PM
Don't fret Danny, you're still my man!
Christina: I love you, girl!
Posted by: Jenn | 05/10/2005 at 05:33 PM
Oh, I'm full of ideas ;)
Posted by: Mister Underhill | 05/10/2005 at 10:29 PM
Ssssshhhh! Mr. U, not in front of my boyfriend! :)
LOL
Posted by: Jenn | 05/10/2005 at 11:04 PM
it's nice when you can slide and everything falls into place...like the tumblers on a lock of a safe full of untraceable bearer bondsd....(sorry, runaway metaphor)
Posted by: sojourning crow | 05/12/2005 at 09:14 AM
Crow: I'd rather have that safe than the few drinks I got. Oh well, something's better than nothing! :)
Posted by: Jenn | 05/17/2005 at 09:16 AM