Chart your feelings....

Most Fridays, the T2 authors, no matter what we're busy doing - take time to venture out together for a Friday executive lunch. This Friday was different.

B was missing today. J and I met in front of his office, but his chair was empty. We stuck around for a bit, poked around on his iPhone, snooped through his snack drawer, and J even had time to fill out B's Assertive Communication model on his white board.

After waiting a good 10 minutes for B to return to his office, J and I gave up and headed out to meet the Chef for lunch. We decided that since B was MIA, we could hit up the Red Robin for some "gourmet" burgers.

The Chef, instead of ordering her usual Bonzai Boca Burger, got experimental and ordered a Burning Love burger. It came chock-full of spicy items: deep-fried jalapenos, spicy Chipotle mayo, and a chili roasted Boca patty. It was so chock-full that she had to dismantle it to fit it in her face.

J and I were boring and had the usual Clucks 'n Fries for him, and the Whiskey River Veggie Burger for me. Just like last time, J had trouble getting his fries made crispy. Apparently it takes the kitchen too much effort to get fries right, maybe the kitchen robots aren't programmed to let fries cook longer than 2 minutes.

Anyway, after lunch, we headed to the mall so J could drop his paycheck on a wide-angle lens for his camera. For J, his lunchtime went like this:

Clucks 'n Flaccid fries at Red Robin: $9.79
Diet Coke or Pepsi: $2.39
Trip to the mall for a super faboo, high tech lens: If you have to ask, you can't afford it.

When J heads to the other side of the globe in a few weeks, we'll be expecting some amazing, wide shots from the tops of churches.

Good times: 5/5 (minus one for a missing B, plus one for getting to scavenge through his snack drawer)

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