burgers at night, marys take warning.

I suppose that phrase isn't as catchy as the one about sailors, but it's true man. Lately I haven't been eating dinner until after rehearsal which is way too late and they tell you not to eat so late because it'll make you fat, but sometimes it's the only time I have. Nick and I went to the Oakwood Bistro. I'd never been there before. It's cute despite that strange couple at the end of the bar that gives you the stinkeye when you walk in. Nick's friend Jane works at GAP and she save Nick this display from the trash because he likes the picture. He has a postcard of it on his refrigerator and now he has a large cardboard version of it leaning against his bedroom wall. The more I look at this picture the more bizarre I look -neckless and fat with a strange shelf-boob thing going on. It's because my back is to the camera. That strange shelf-boob is actually my shoulder. Oh well.