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Thursday, October 11, 2012
This is better than dyeing Easter eggs.
We went to a fancy dinner tonight and guess what I was looking at. Men's shirts. At one point I leaned over and whispered to Ray, "I want that man's shirt." and I subtly nodded my head toward an elegant pale green and tan striped shirt. Ray looked quite surprised and puzzled, then he got it. "Oh yeah," he said. "The shirt. Nice. Want me to make him an offer?" Nah. That would be rude. And possibly misunderstood.