While I played bridge, Andy played. He snacked at Cafe Paris, which is to die for. Wined and dined at Marlin Bill's while getting trounched at darts, an unusual defeat for him. And got tatooed!
It is a temporary henna tatoo, which he hoped would freak me out. But I am feeling so "laid back" that I couldn't have cared less.
That was Friday. Can't remember what else I was going to say as it is now Monday night.
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