Valentine’s Day

So late last nite we weren’t able to get into any restaurant–it was like Disneyland on a crowded day–so we celebrated Valentine’s Day at Philippe’s, which is actually kinda romantic in a rough hewn old punk rocker kind of way. They even let us keep the beer glasses. I watched some rotten kids pass by on their Valentine’s Day dates and remembered going there 35 years ago and looking at all the old people and thinking they must have been coming here for thirty years and that seemed like forever. I felt a twinge but it was just my back. We clinked glasses, toasted us, and ate our French dip sandwiches, which haven’t changed an iota since the stoned age.