Back to Roadrunner after a long absence
I haven’t finished tagging all the old posts so I don’t know how long it’s been since we went to The Roadrunner but I do know it’s been a while. Possibly not since I got the iPhone because we well overlit this shot and I ended up with some really weird shadows on my face. The real story here is that I don’t think we’ve ever gotten service as bad as we did this night. It started out OK but went to crap -really- fast. Now I’m not unhappy we haven’t been here in so long. Luckily the good company made up for it.
Mmmmm white russian
Nothing going on tonight. Luckily Rodric didn’t either so we went to Roadrunner for some food and drinks. Unfortunately we are getting the worst service on earth. Erik is now on the waiter shitlist. He served the cute girls behind us pretty quick though. Sexist bastard.
Phone debugging
Dinner with the family. G-ma made the mistake of saying she didn’t know how to check her voicemail and here we are, 20 minutes later, still working on it. After this I’m going to go home and revel in the cleanliness and read a book. Bliss…
Happy Birthday Manduh!
Alex isn’t feeling so hot, he just used the word “luminy” when refering to somethings luminescense. We are getting the slowest response right now from our waiter the porcupine/sea urchin. He has the worst hairdo ever. He also talks like a cross between the moviefone guy and Yuppie Chad and a cowboy and Kent Mansly from “Iron Giant”. Foods good though. Yoy was finally around at 6:06 so she gets to be in the pic with Manduh.
Roads a’ runnin’
Rodric and I hit Roadrunner for dinner. Just couldn’t live without the spinach dip ant longer. I had to use the credit card so we went to a real restaraunt because for some unknown reason I am completely unable to use my ATM card right now. Every request comes back “insufficient funds” even though a balance inquiry shows this to be quite false. I’ll have to wait till Monday to figure it out though…a slight drawback to using a small local credit union.
606fest 2005!
M², Club Spontenaity and I met for dinner at “Roadrunner” for the first ever 606Fest ever! 3 hours in some uncomfortable ass chairs, you know the conversation had to be good to keep us there that long. The spinach dip was godawful this time though, which was unfortunate. I’m not going to type any more though because I know those addicts want to see the new entry posthaste!
