OK, holy shit, after work Carole and I went to Durham to meet Katie B and Jon at the Knot, a bar. We basically closed that place (more on that in a bit), and headed to Portsmouth for a little breakfast at the Toast.
Remember how, the last time I got pulled over, it was the stoplight on the corner right outside the Toast? Well this time it was while turning INTO the Vaughan Mall parking lot to go to the toast.
Apparently one of my headlights was out, this time, and the kindly cop just wanted to let me know.
Oh, he also wanted to make sure I wasn't drunk...that's right, folks, I had to follow the pen.
Meanwhile Katie B pulled in to the parking lot right after the cop, and proceeded to pull right out and circle the block until I called them to let them know I was done. Y'see, that was the alcohol car, none of them were in disarray, but they'd had entire drinks, as I'd just had a couple sips of Carole's rum and diet coke.
Anyway, going back to the Knot, right before we left this scottish guy struck up a conversation with Katie and Carole. His name was, and this is mainly for Sean, Reo, Andy, and Zack, Robby. No, I didn't think to ask him his last name.