A nice night.
Jul. 14th, 2007 12:13 amI just got home a few minutes ago from tonight's date with Ambrose. We were going to go to an Italian restaurant up the street called Spacco, but on the way there we passed a 50s-style diner called Mars and Ambrose said he wouldn't mind eating there, so we went there instead. (I'm not that fond of the food in there, and it hasn't improved since the last time I ate there, but the blueberry pie was excellent. As was the company. :) )
Following dinner, we went for another long walk, taking the same route as last time but in reverse. At one point we passed a store that was selling slipcovers, and I said that one particularly garish one reminded me of my acquaintance Rosalie from the bridge club, about whom it's been said, "She's rich enough to own her own colour, but she looks like she dresses in the dark." Don't get me wrong - I like her and her husband, who once offered to see if his company's IT department needed anyone when I was looking for work - but she doesn't believe in wearing something that has only ten colours in it when twenty colours are twice as good.
Well, guess who we bumped into over on Mt. Pleasant? Rosalie and her husband Isadore, just leaving the bridge club. I stopped to say hello, and introduced Ambrose. They asked why I haven't been playing bridge lately, and I said that I was thinking about picking up a copy of Rosalie's recently-published memoirs and bringing it over to the club to get her to sign it. She said, "Make sure you read it first to make sure you like it!" I've glanced through it in the bookstore already, though, and while I'm not a big non-fiction reader, it looks worth reading:
( The summary from Indigo's website )
Besides, all of the proceeds from the sale of the book are going to charity.
Anyway, if there's still a group from the Polaris concom going to see "Geek-Gasm" at the Fringe Festival on Sunday, Ambrose said he'd be interested in coming along. If not, we'll touch base about getting together next week. Hopefully we won't both be exhausted again after our respective busy weeks at work...
Following dinner, we went for another long walk, taking the same route as last time but in reverse. At one point we passed a store that was selling slipcovers, and I said that one particularly garish one reminded me of my acquaintance Rosalie from the bridge club, about whom it's been said, "She's rich enough to own her own colour, but she looks like she dresses in the dark." Don't get me wrong - I like her and her husband, who once offered to see if his company's IT department needed anyone when I was looking for work - but she doesn't believe in wearing something that has only ten colours in it when twenty colours are twice as good.
Well, guess who we bumped into over on Mt. Pleasant? Rosalie and her husband Isadore, just leaving the bridge club. I stopped to say hello, and introduced Ambrose. They asked why I haven't been playing bridge lately, and I said that I was thinking about picking up a copy of Rosalie's recently-published memoirs and bringing it over to the club to get her to sign it. She said, "Make sure you read it first to make sure you like it!" I've glanced through it in the bookstore already, though, and while I'm not a big non-fiction reader, it looks worth reading:
( The summary from Indigo's website )
Besides, all of the proceeds from the sale of the book are going to charity.
Anyway, if there's still a group from the Polaris concom going to see "Geek-Gasm" at the Fringe Festival on Sunday, Ambrose said he'd be interested in coming along. If not, we'll touch base about getting together next week. Hopefully we won't both be exhausted again after our respective busy weeks at work...