January 2, 2005

  • I'm at a cafe in Houston, one with free wi-fi. There's a sign on the door, and it says, "One drink minimum." You usually see stuff like that at bars, but now that wi-fi has eclipsed sex as a commodity...

    Anyway. There's a guy sitting behind me, and he just said these words: "...he got his masters, and then the next day he was shipped off to Iraq."