I have long touted the Velvet Tango Room, its quite interesting and ever-accommodating host, Paulius, and its atmosphere; but after you have dinner on the 2nd Friday of the month, stop by Lilly Handmade Chocolate, which stays open on those nights until 10, before you head over to the V.T.R. for your after-dinner cocktail.
I went to a local court this morning. Ahead of me was a guy, obviously realizing that he was going to court and wanting to make the best impression he could on the judge, wearing a coordinated T-shirt and shorts, matching elaborate, embroidered designs on shirt and shorts, the shorts hanging down a not inappropriate amount for his purposes. He didn't make it through the metal detector the first time.
The police officer asked him to take off the belt he was wearing. He did so.
His pants fell to the ground. He scrambled to pull them up; but he wasn't wearing boxers, he was wearing those weird boxer briefs, black in color. How unimaginative.
Posted by Bill at August 17, 2009 12:43 PM