after dinner sneeze

t says:  So … I got this email from opentable the other day … it happened to come on my phone the exact moment I was texting with a.

what the what?

I thought it was a scam, but because were liked Sbraga so much the last time we went, I clicked as fast as my little fingers could click.  Lo and behold, g and I nailed a reservation for a “free meal”!

Now, I texted a immediately and by the time he logged in, everything was already booked up.  It went from all-slots-free (i.e. when I logged in) to nothing-available in 5 minutes!  Sorry a!  We’ll think of you!

In any case, I have no idea what’s going to go down when we show up.  I assume we’ll have to test drive some kind of car – but they better be careful:  the last time g test-drove a car was a Bimmer  in which she took a corner hard enough to make the wheels screech (that’s right, my chick bad).  I feel sorry for that Cadenza …

(P.S. no, we didn’t buy the BMW …)

g says:  I have absolutely no recollection of that ever happening. Perhaps it was a dream — of course, I kind of hope that I’m not a thug in t’s dreams… hmmmm…