#112
I call up my friend.
Me: what are you doing Tuesday night?
Him: not sure, why?
Me: I have reservations at that place that’s hard to get a reservation at. It’s for three. I don’t know anyone else.
Him: I’ll ask the wife and the babysitter.
Me: great. It’s that place we went for my birthday before it was on the tv show.
Him: how did you get a spot?
Me: I made it months ago. I just didn’t know if anyone would want to go. So I thought I’d hold onto it until a few days before.
Him: smart.
Me: I guess.
Him: I have to go buddy. I’ll let you know.
I walk the dog to the park again. The rain left puddles all over, but by tomorrow they will be gone, absorbed. I think about getting coffee, but left my wallet at home, so we walk the long loop down past the houses that all look the same, and he poops on one of their lawns, but I don’t have bags, so I leave it.