While you and Geoff were at the "head" (or "tip") of the table, I want to admit why I ended up sitting where I did - it was the only damn seat that had any light shining on it! (My eyes ain't what they used to be.)
So... you got to the restaurant early, scoped it out and picked the ONE seat that had some light, huh??
It was so dark at my end of the table that I couldn't figure out why the food on my plate wasn't disappearing. I soon realized I was eating off Beth's plate.
Whats just as bad is I was drinking Mr. Babe's booze.
