Apparently the economy is in better shape  than we thought because the restaurant that I was going to take mrs tbogg to is booked solid for the night. Of course I was supposed to make reservations last weekend but I didn’t and now my second and third choices are also booked which means that I’m screwed and not in that good candle-lit  soft-focus rose-petals-on-the-bed Sade-on-the-stereo and handcuffs-hanging-on-the-headboard kind of way.

Shit. Might as well cancel the inflatable jumpy thing shaped like a castle….

And so I leave you with words of wisdom from the Book of Allen:

To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness…. I hope you’re getting this down. 

(Updated): After calling (no lie) the top fifteen restaurants on my list with no luck, I ran into the owner of another very suitable restaurant and scored a table for 8:30. It’s good to be the TBogg. So it looks like that six pack of midgets I ordered won’t go to waste after all….

(Update the second) Just for the record, The Nympho Viking Princess and The Best Buy Geek Squad Network Installer fantasy has indisputable charms but it’s really not as exciting as it sounds.

(Update the third) To be fair, I hate to cast aspersions on a perfectly good fantasy just because my Viking helmet kept slipping over my eyes which I found to be very distracting , so your mileage may vary. Carry on…



Yeah. Like I would tell you....