For one of Jen's birthday presents I acquired seats at the Police with Elvis Costello concert, and Sunday night was the time to stand next to those seats. We hadn't been able to eat before we arrived in the Arena District and every diner, bistro and restaurant was packed. So we followed my old adage about the more expensive the restaurant, the more likely their would be availability. We ended up at Hyde Park; Jen had the Steak Kosar with an Amaretto Sour, whereas I had a Kobe Hamburger and Diet Coke. Which one of us sounds like the adult and which one watches cartoons?
Jen did indulge her youthful side that evening, by dying a synchronicity blue streak in her hair. It is not something she ever did as a teen, but when you are young you don't indulge your youthful side. You don't have too, you are the youth! It looked good, but more importantly it washed out without a trace. On Monday she needed to be an adult once more.
RAP (5.7.2008)
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