Tonight we went to the "Lazy Susan" to see, " Little shop of horrors". It was very good. The trip was as a going away to college - dinner, for Stacy.
But what stood out in my mind the most was on the way there... Jason and I were talking about going to Mardi Gras, next year. My grandmother was talking and she decided to put her 2cents in as well. She said something along the lines of "you guys can't go there... people get drunk and show off there boobs. I saw it on COPS." The whole car load of us began laughing histerically. I guess you had to be there. But I wanted to remember it forever.