Gotta love having friends who know how to make you laugh out loud. I got an email from Rob yesterday about our dinner with Augie and Lauren at the Fatty Crab: "i ate too much last night. now i feel like this python." (For those of you too lazy to click the link, the headline is "Python Explodes After Trying to Swallow Six-Foot Alligator Whole.")
You start to worry about getting old when you decide to walk home from work (just to see how long it takes -- 50 minutes), and you notice that the music playing from the sound system outside of the Marriott is the Cure's "Just Like Heaven." I guess, to some people, it would be considered "oldies." Sigh.