Eating Out

Dinner, that is. Perverts. Went to "That Mexican Place" for dinner tonight. Yes, that really is the name. Sort of like "My Brother's Place" back home. There's nothing quite like living in England, sitting in a Mexican bar, drinking German beer, and listening to Country music. Ah, life. The chicken wings were superb, but the fajita salad left something to be desired. But it was better than nothing, and it gave me time to finish the first Harry Potter novel. On to number two. I'll review the first book just as soon as I get home next week and watch the movie. I'm going to do a comparison, so I ordered the first three movies.

I also donated three pounds (not the three pounds that I gained eating there) to a tsunami fund they had there, b/c it was a touching story. They had an employee who worked there for seven years before she decided to tour the world. Where do you think she started? Yep. Such horrible luck.

On the way to dinner I returned the movies and traded in "Starkweather" and that Jack the Ripper movie for the actual "Stark Raving Mad" movie. I'll watch that tomorrow. And now, well, I honestly don't know what I'm going to do now. Perhaps a little television and the second book. It's good to not have anything pressing to do. A little time waster for you. Sudoku, maddening Sudoku. Have a great night!