......happy birthday
then out with tony last night where there was also much birthday celebrating going on (so happy birthday to all who had birthdays yesterday!) ending with a chicken sub from subway and a rather entertaining conversation with a very drunk but still articulate young fella who wanted to understand who decided to stop calling it a sandwich and start calling it a sub, when that happened, and why it was felt necessary when we had an already acceptable word for bread stuffed with all kinds of nice stuff. the response, from the rather unenthusiastic subway bod was to say, 'well it's a trade mark thing init'. i guess in the same way that vacuum cleaners are called hoovers! and we all accept that! so why not i suppose! but still... where does it all lead.
then we decided to get the last bus home which is fine for tony cos it leaves him 100 yards from his yard but leaves me about 2 miles away from mine! still the steady walk/jog home did have a nice sobering effect and resulted in me looking at the moon in a wondersome awe struck kind of way........... maybe i hadn't sobered up that much!
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