I goofed up on this one. First, I forgot a camera during the meal. Second, Jenny and I never eat out of the office. Jen and I have been work married since 2006. That means she knows things about me that only wives and long term girlfriends know. I am not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing...
A slice, a pepperoni roll and a coke is all we needed. Rojeh and I popped into the pizza joint on Norman Ave. before heading up to a birthday party. We have shared a numerous amount of meals over the 24 years we’ve know each other. This particular dinner was occupied by quality-of-slice...
A giant round of take out sushi at the Rocamboli’s transitioned my “week” into my “weekend”. Avid readers of this blog know this division is more theoretical than tangible. None the less, I would celebrate this unrecognizable event with a trip out to Dave and...
A cheeseburger at Old Town Bar with Brendan Colthurst was an excellent way for me to spend a Tuesday lunch. Brendan and I worked on a project together last year involving an elevator, a Gogel Bordello song and a bunch of days in a tiny edit suite. Brendon is part of the awesome trifactor that runs...
