Tonight Daniel and I went to Ikea and then to Jimmy Macs for dinner. It’s one of those peanut shells on the floor places, and it’s pretty good. It’s a little pricey, but my 8oz sirloin was probably 10oz and was perfect. And I guess for steak, the price wasn’t that bad.
While we were there Daniel talked about a friend named something foofy like Jeff St. Lavoie, or something crazy. We got to developing foofy names and decided that a better name would be:
Jeff St. Augustine-Bartholomew-St. James Esquire III
Now, I realize it’s not that funny in blog form, it needs to be spoken. Augustine in this case is pronounced Augusteen. But something about it had us both laughing so hard all night that we couldn’t even make it all the way through the name. The name kept popping up over and over in the oddest of contexts. Anyway, I thought it should be remembered.