Date night. That means we sit home and watch an old movie. Wait a minute! I just realized every night is date night!
Here’s a little note from Richard O. He did something smart the other night:
As you know, people have been known to have unexpected brushes with the authorities from time to time, often on the way home after a “social session” with family or friends.
Well, this year, it happened to me. I was out for the evening to a party and had more than several margaritas coupled with a bottle of rather nice red wine.
It was held at a great Mexican restaurant. Although relaxed, I still had the common sense to know I was slightly over the limit.
That’s when I did something I’ve never done before…I took a taxi home.
On the way home there was a police roadblock, but since it was a taxi, they waved it past, and I arrived home safely without incident. These roadblocks can be anywhere, and I realized how lucky I was to have chosen to take a taxi.
The real surprise to me was that I had never driven a taxi before. I don’t know where I got it, and now that it’s in my garage, I don’t know what to do with it!