A Costly Drink

I have a confession to make. Sometimes, when my ashtray runs out of spare change for Sonic, I drive through Chic-fil-a and order a large water. Why? Because it’s FREE! I’m not talking about a rinky-dink little plastic kid’s cup either. This is a large styrofoam cup full of thirst-quenching ice water for absolutely no …

No More Cheap Dates

I started “real dating” in High School. By “real dating” I mean actually driving to the girl’s house, picking her up, paying for dinner and taking her home (usually by curfew). “Real dating” was far beyond the Jr. High “I’ll-meet-you-at-the-movie-with-all-our-friends-when-my-parents-drop-me-off” dating. I remember my first “real date.” I don’t mind telling you that I had …