Saturday, November 11, 2006


Somewhere near Paramus...

I'm positive there are far worse fates than traveling up and down the New Jersey turnpike for three days with your boss. But as I sit crammed in this mid-sized rent-a-car outside Paramus while he's inside haggling over the lunch bill with a limping gray-haired waitress named Lu-Lu, I just can't think of one.

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