I am so tired this week that a mere glass of wine has rendered me wasted...went to Pizza Metro and due to large groups of over-dressed people at the outside tables, was forced to eat inside...which meant my dinner companion and I had full access to the fight between the owner and one of the waitresses. I wish I understood Italian, dammit.
And speaking of the dinner companion, ix-nay on the eading-ray. Right now. Please respect my privacy.