I got a call from the Portland City Grill today asking me to confirm my reservation for five. I asked if they had the right number. Not only did they read off my phone number, but they also had my name on the reservation. I knew it couldn’t have been my sister, because she’s at the beach, and my mom wouldn’t do anything like that. I figure it was probably an impractical joke. If the restaurant hadn’t called me, it wouldn’t have affected me at all. As it was, it just confused me a little.<\/p>\n
My buddy Greg decided it’s more fun to try to make up a story about it. He thinks some was trying to frame me for murder. Or someone is going to assassinate me and needed me in a particular place at a particular time.<\/p>\n
I thought about showing up just to see if anyone else would be there. I watched, The Departed<\/b><\/p>\n
, instead. Boy, that turned out to be a rip-off of a Hong Kong movie. It was a well-done remake, but it was still a remake with many identical visual scenes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I got a call from the Portland City Grill today asking me to confirm my reservation for five. I asked if they had the right number. Not only did they read off my phone number, but they also had my name on the reservation. I knew it couldn’t have been my sister, because she’s at the beach, and my mom wouldn’t do anything like that. I figure it was probably an impractical joke. If the restaurant hadn’t called me, it wouldn’t have affected me at all. As it was, it just confused me a little. My buddy Greg decided it’s more fun to try to make up a story about … Continue reading Impractical joke?<\/span>