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I had lunch today (remember when my LJ wasn't just recountings of me having lunch with people? Remember those days?) with

nottheterritory and

momentrabbit, at everyone's favorite diner/tavern, "Paddington's Pump."

We argued about whether or not Eisenhower was bald and talked about movies. For the record, I claimed Eisenhower was fat and bald, while

nottheterritory posited that he had a full head of hair, and was quite lean. We were either both right, or both wrong.

momentrabbit is cantastic, canny, and forkpointy.

nottheterritory is like some kind of club-sandwich-powered conversational hummingbird, constantly in motion!

I was going to say that I need to make a "going for lunch" or "diner" icon for posts of this kind. Then I realized my default icon is of a man buying pie in an Automat. I don't need to gild the lily.

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Quiet tonight, finally. I seemed to be on the phone a lot today, starting with an unexpected but welcome 8:04 AM call from

thebitterguy.

The girls went to bed on time, and it's just me holding the fort, while

velvetpage walks and chats with

hannahmorgan.

Good night, Internet.