Aretha, no ... Kira

Okay, so Aretha was supposed to come over tonight, but she flaked on me. I won't be available for her again until the 21st. Too busy, and flaking makes me say "Sorry, you blew it". She's awesome, but we just won't end up dating. Not if I can't count on her.

I have a date with Kira on Wednesday night, at Sitwell's in Clifton. We spoke for about an hour and fifteen minutes. It was awesome. We spoke about ugly animals, political views, disenfranchisement, cooking, friendship, table manners, and my inability to make confectionary (which I consider an art unto itself and separate from cooking).

For those who love me, here's a clip of Jean Schmidt unable to cast her ballot.