June 13, 2009
Saturday night and a melon daquiri with Stu. We were surrounded by walls in a booth at the Backyard Barn, and couldn't scope. There were two screens projected onto the wall in each of our directions, and celebrity poker was on. Although we agreed it couldn't have been celebrity poker, because we didn't recognize anyone except for a very handsome blonde and blue-eyed player. "How can he get away with NOT wearing sunglasses?" Stu told me about his landlord trying to rip him off...and I occasionnally threw my head back and stared at the world flags on the ceiling.