My friend Jeff invited me to dinner today. I received the email yesterday and, amongst many topics, included information about the where, the whom, and the time. As I caught the bus to the restaurant (a nice, cheap pizza restaurant in the vicinity of Oxford Street) I checked the email again to make sure I was on time. And then it hit me, I had completely missed the “whom”.
I am meeting Clifton and Judy at Mad Pizza in Crown Street at 7pm
Quite frankly, I have no idea to whom I am directing this post. It’s been so long since a meaningful post that I doubt if anyone wonders in these alleys anymore.
I am not looking for excuses as to why I did not post that often, but quite honestly it boils down to lack of time. Unfortunately (or fortunately) bitching about things and writing about them has gone on the back burner. I still bitch. A lot. It’s just that I don’t have time to document it.Read More