At The Pub this evening, there was a table o’ strangers sitting near “our” table when I walked in. I did my thing as per usual. Plugged in “our window” lights. Turned on the tv we bought for ourselves. Walked behind the bar and got my purple paw print cup from the cupboard. Filled it with ice and Diet Coke. Grabbed a straw. Walked back to our table and sat down. The strangers sitting at the nearby table had watched my whole routine, it appeared. I gave ’em the yup-I’m-a-regular glance, and they gave me the table-o-raised-glasses salute.
See. You can look just about anywhere and successfully find a reason to keep on keepin’ on.😊
Thanks for the Devon update. Nice to hear what he’s doing. Loved the stelekon tie.